Gloom Poems - Poems about Gloom

... Life is more worth living when it is shared with someone giving - someone who greets each day with a smile that fills your soul like rays from the bright yellow sun, dispelling gloom from y......Read the rest...

...Spring is suddenly here again The roses are again in bloom My love battles trails angst I dare to change the gloom I wished I could be kissed by a rose My heart beat stepped up Fears of rejec......Read the rest...

...What's there to Brag about? When you said You committed crime What's there to Brag about when You said that It's not you , it's all out You should remember What you have done For your f......Read the rest...

...A humanity that thinks materialistically will sculpt beings of iron, While one that intertwines its thoughts with spirit will be an eternal fountain. The amassed materials have not yet transformed ......Read the rest...

...Well I once thought what I was without you, Then the reality struck, That you need me too, That I was a foolish to believe you will stay, To believe that silence is nothing without say. To bel......Read the rest...

... In a cage of wrought iron, a white dove resides, A symbol of love—of purity, where innocence abides. It sings its song, a melody of longing and despair, But its cries for attention are lost in......Read the rest...

... Written: May 26 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Dark, drizzling recesses that pulse and flow. A nebulous haze of nothingness, a sad show. With rasping......Read the rest...

...Loud hollow shell Glorious silent vacuum Quiet echo bell Invoke impartial gloom Atomic detonation bomb Renovate the tomb Appease the qualm Placate to quell After noise, calm......Read the rest...

... Beneath the quarter moon’s pale glow, Gas lamps flicker, casting shadows below. Alleys whisper secrets, haunting and deep, Lost in memories, he wanders on lonely street. In the stillness of n......Read the rest...

... From bright sunshine to dark caves From cozy cradle to forlorn graves From autumn gloom to spring bloom ......Read the rest...

...In the garden of hearts, love blooms, A tender flower, dispelling gloom. It knows no bounds, no walls or bars, It whispers softly, like distant stars. Love's gentle touch, a soothing balm, A m......Read the rest...

... Life, are you a blessing or a punishment? I'm trying to understand how I'm a slave to the sculpted version of me. A prisoner without chains, upon a path forged with my own hands, feeling li......Read the rest...

... Written: May 23, 2024, For Charlotte Puddifoot Contest ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Always hear hollering hellhounds, yet nothing close, nobody home, Para......Read the rest...

... I walked the garden path holding all the intimate hands, nurtured in the impermanent world the hope of durability of me loved and belonged, and me owning and retaining. Times changed, didn’t ......Read the rest...

...Does anyone ask a bird to sing or a rose to bloom? Does anyone comfort a butterfly in times of gloom? Reaping nectar is built into a honeybee's instinct. Aren't thoughts and feelings, like chains ......Read the rest...