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Poem Details | by Line Gauthier |
Categories: grief, howl, hurt, solitude, sorrow, wind,

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She roams cross the land her heart so bitter blue Leaving behind frosty morning dew Icy veil sadly unkept Laden woe upswept She speechless Wept Left dreamless Numb regret windswept No kind soul to intercept Cold bemoaning howling winds a clue She roams cross the land her heart so bitter blue
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Poem Details | by shadab shaikh |
Categories: addiction, age, anger, conflict, confusion, dark, death, depression, desire, emotions, for her, grief, heart, heartbroken, hero, hindi, how i feel, howl, jealousy, leaving, life, loneliness, lonely, longing, loss, lost, lost love, love, miss you, missing, missing you, moon, moving on, natural disasters, nostalgia, pain, poems, sad, sad love, sin, sorrow, sorry, spoken word, stress, suicide, trust, truth, words, writing,

Yeh khaalipan


Jab Meri Bechaini Mit Jayegi
Jab Mere Dilko Sukoon Mil Jayega
Yeh Khaalipan Mit Jayega

Do Pal Ki Chandni Ke Liye
Aj Bhi Zinda Hoon Main
Meri Khaamoshi Ke Ageh Aasmaan Bhi Khatam Ho Jayega

Kehne Ke Liye Toh Roz Marta Hoon Main
Thoda Aur Marne Ke Liye
Yeh Deewana Kal Phir Ayega

Poem Details | by Jeinara Odonio |
Categories: absence, art, blue, dark, desire, devotion, earth, emotions, eulogy, eve, feelings, hope, how i feel, howl, i love you, image, irony, joy, loneliness, lonely, longing, memory, missing, moon, night, pain, passion, poems, relationship, romantic, stars,

Yellow Moon

She watched as the earth fell asleep

Waited for the yellow moon

soft kisses of unfaithful wind..

Images..Images on her head

Nostalgic memory of a forgotten love

Flashes of things she tried to forget..

Her eyes caught the reflection of the moon

locked inside the rain on her cheek..

She was standing alone..

Her grieving heart sought

solace from the moon

She petitioned the stars

Where is he this very night?

Cruel..oh so cruel..

Beneath the silence of the sky

she bowed her head and cried..

Poem Details | by El Sid |
Categories: allusion, confusion, grief, heart, howl,

Soul Burning Madness

I Call your name every second ..
I try to find you everywhere ..
I shed tears for you..
I burn my heart for you..
Your soul screams in my blood..
But your name makes me scared..
Your words threatens me..
But your love recalls me in front of you..
I miss your madness, your insanity , your lunacy..
But I break into tears when I see your madness changes into zealotry..


Poem Details | by Shahid S. |
Categories: absence, black love, death, environment, howl, muse, world,

Distorted Crosses

Over and over we watch along,
Over the river like musing of a folk song.

Higher and higher they take a leap,
The more applauding, and more strong.

System of crosses distorted to core,
a million harmonies echo through the song.

Like dispersing colours, they dance, they sing,
emerging from nature, and ever oblong.

Marching amidst the shadows of destruction,
finding the ways in interminable intrusions.

waving away from the eyes of truth,
As a civilization is emerging among.

The verge of fall is intensive, deceptive,
a wave of the ocean is where they belong.

Poem Details | by Kassandra Phelps |
Categories: death, depression, loss, sad, sorry

A Single Howl

A single howl,
a single cry.
And the dark sets in.
All are silent,
not a sound.
A heart has stopped.
Not a one moves,
for none can.
Then they fall.
But can they rise again,
knowing they lost.
A single cry,
a single howl.
And the world is dark,

Poem Details | by Mark J. Halliday |
Categories: death, evil, fear, horror, house, howl, scary,

Spooky place

There's something spooky about that place,
So no one goes in there.
It makes chills run up your spine.
There's something in the air.

The yard is overgrown with thorns,
Dead trees are dark as sin.
All the windows have been boarded up.
To keep someone out?  Or in?

Seems all the birds won't fly over,
And the local hounds won't howl.
It made every dog I ever owned
Shiver, whine or growl.

It's a source of urban legends-
Nobody knows truly why.
Rumors of murders or suicides.
We avoid walking by!

There's something spooky about that place.
No one ever gets out of there.
That house gives us the willies...
It must be something's lair.

Poem Details | by Justin Aptaker |
Categories: death, deep, howl, i am, life, philosophy, spiritual,

chitta vrtti nirodha

to be
a human being
is so very small a thing
to be

while inside of me
all of reality
i am
i am
subjectivity

(infinite 
finite) 

liminal days
eternal lives
visceral 
guts pouring
out from inside

it all starts to collide
i think maybe that's why
we must sleep
dreamless
sleep
we must die