Thirsty Poems - Poems about Thirsty

... How Cheery Is this Spring Day soft with rain Misting the flowers With the heavenly gift; Let there be water God said, Let it give life to the thirsty A wellspring of life ever flowing~ Hal......Read the rest...

...Under the pensive skies, where stars weave dreams, In the depth of daily existence that seems constrained, Do not lament the poverty of the day, do not condemn it; Tell yourself that you are not p......Read the rest...

...The Author of life who wrote the script From beginning to end In the beginning was the Word Moses met him at the burning bush A multitude of angels announced his birth Anybody who asks he Gives......Read the rest...

...Walking, walking, walking! Impossibly long stretches of walk, Miles and miles of uncertain journey, In blazing sun, in sweltering heat, Tranquil villages with shady trees, Home, the destination......Read the rest...

...there upon my bedroom pane is weaved a weary course of rain so indescript are they that chase and pause then run again from clouds they come to drip upon parched tongues and the thirsty ......Read the rest...

... Amplifying vehemence of thunder, roaring on skyline ablaze, Lightning strikes, shattering clouds, sparkling scorching haze, Blasting dry, sunstruck meadows, drenching thirsty terrain, Gushing st......Read the rest...

... “When there’s Summer rain, have no regrets. It isn’t raining rain, it’s raining violets. When you see clouds upon the hill, You really see crowds of daffodils” – B.G.DeSilva Tiny droplets......Read the rest...

...A deep obsession penetrated his mind, an untamed and deeply rooted passion, Not even a twelve-step program could bring him the much-desired relief, The poet had an incurable addiction, a need for f......Read the rest...

...My love, this is our time of hour, But I wish to give you something. Something that I've learned, Just please, set me free, please? And then, we shall be no more! I shall be longing for someon......Read the rest...

...Never Thirst Again I'm thirsty... for all the joy I think could be In a world of poverty and pain. I'm thirsty... for a kindness I can't find In a world that is blind and ashamed. I'm th......Read the rest...

...Soul of skeptic writhes with agonizing torture (like a burning man) in Dante's Inferno Self immolation as sacrificial bleating lamb promises eternal martyrdom awaiting voluntary die hard protest......Read the rest...

... What is this? Abstract, uncertain and elusive Myriad colors drowned ......Read the rest...

...Dreams, do we imagine!? or imagined for us?~ not really ours man’s daily/nightly flighty escapes – perhaps mystically inspired? Projections of a superior curtain-wizard: His/its contrived illu......Read the rest...

...In times to come, heavy as steel that freezes stories yet untold, The sky wraps itself in ash of thoughts yearning to be confined. Silent streets converge towards a doubtful, mechanical horizon, W......Read the rest...

...Gaze into the battling fire - a whisper in savage red, And into the clouds that travel at the blind and cyclic wind's behest. When the murmur within starts to weave its frail thread, Calmly, let y......Read the rest...