Poems About: SYMPATHY

In this page, poems on / about “sympathy” are listed.

  • 337.
    No Sympathy

    I can stand
    I can live

    I don’t need mercy read more »

    Miranda Van Yperen
  • 338.
    Longing

    There sounds the chirping mandolin,
    And, in sympathy, chime violins
    Our symphony did thus begin
    That takes me back to you read more »

    Alto Lee Thomas, Jr.
  • 339.
    view from the bottom of the bottle

    what a sweet world this is
    where i may exist
    where i may miss no one
    and will not be missed read more »

    Katrina Harms
  • 340.
    empty

    when i cry i feel empty inside
    but i always have sympathy in mind
    sometimes i wish i could roll back time
    ppl walk over me because im to kind read more »

    Jerrell Frazier
  • 341.
    Broken Heart

    Wasted My Time All On You
    Making Me Feel Really Blue
    Realising That You Hurt Me
    Just So Everyone Can See read more »

    Georgina Ashton
  • 342.
    Enno

    The syllables of spasms and the sympathy of wisdom,
    And for all that looks beautiful!
    Oh the wonder of love is so big to catch,
    And to devoid the usual ubiquitous act. read more »

    Edward Kofi Louis
  • 343.
    Blitzing

    Run, not for your life but for freedom!

    Danger close but you venture to the land of wisdom read more »

    Mario Perdomo
  • 344.
    An old to live single is a hell

    Your mother had mercy
    When you were young.
    Your children had sympathy
    When they were young. read more »

    Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.
  • 345.
    Death

    I have no sympathy for the dead
    In the grave they shall lay
    Nothing left to do or say
    In that six foot hole they stay read more »

    Branden Aeling
  • 346.
    Buddy

    Buddy has a hand gun & hasn't slept for 3 days,
    he has mood swings you know,
    his Father stopped abusing him when he reached puberty
    he has school tomorrow read more »

    Jason Jackson
  • 347.
    Thy I woo for thee

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    Jennifer Helton
  • 348.
    beyond the touch of reason

    stepping beside the edge of time
    reason tiptoes like a swan lake ballet dancer
    it slides on the slimy part of the linings of the heart
    now limping asking for love read more »

    RIC S. BASTASA
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