Forsook Poems - Poems about Forsook

...The feast, it happened, of Saints Peter and Paul. I’d called in early, for a final look at Saint Teresa in her cosy nook, before the tourists made a shopping mall of this delightful church. My pl......

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... You shirk the weight of parenthood's call, leaving your children to wither, unfed. Are you a father, or mere specter of one? A mother, or just a shadow that's gone? While others nurture, educ......

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...I paid no heed to the call of the siren(s) where amble lances hurled with the might of off fish hull seductress dances setting figurative stage to take a bite from canoodling beastie boy bes......

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... Once upon a time, in the early years before I walked and talked, a cell phone at my ears… before Instagram or Pinterest or Facebook strived to overtake my very mind, sometimes, I felt lik......

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... Although I love, I don’t agree Sometimes the heart – it just can’t see Beyond the sin, the iniquity Fleshly desires, taunting me. Although I love, I don’t agree with her She’s ......

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...By Imran Ahmed They Were Promised Since Childhood Days Two Silent Souls In Tender Gaze Eyes Would Meet A Shy Delight Smiles Exchanged In Golden Light He So Quiet Lost In Bo......

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...I sat on the floor of the pavement, Sun shining on my face. It had been ages since I saw the sun. It always evoked a feeling of pure pleasure, Though the one I always remember It was the rising ......

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... Peer at your reflection, see with their eyes, the bloom of roses in soft, downy cheek. Rigid, cold looking glass, no warmth to seek. All life must wither and the moon must rise. E......

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...Time Has gone By By Franklin Price 01/14/2025 Time has gone by. I'm up in life. Three years ago I lost my wife Cancer, then covid came around She, way too soon, was Heaven bound Late in th......

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..."The Wife's Lament" or "The Wife's Complaint" is an Old English/Anglo Saxon poem found in the Exeter Book, which has been dated to 960-990 AD, making it the oldest English poetry anthology. "The Wife......

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...Behold the day of tumultuous turning With the sting of betrayal in the heart still burning When all seems gone, dead and lost And the heart is unable to measure the cost. The enemy pushes the d......

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...By George (burn hing* hard), I Shaw tried to be a stinking playwright offers his unsolicited tidbits as scene courtesy the following virtually staged philosophical insight. Arch back like......

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... All Wrong Perhaps you are all wrong, Chanting a cheap imitation song, Trying to peer-pressure-belong. It’s the devils-sweet-song, But eternity is hellishly long. Think! Don’t......

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...Memorial Day – 2024... origin of holiday Strong and brave men and women gave their level best crème de la crème strongest and bravest leaving grieving significant others with emotional ago......

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... THEN I was carefree, and I wished to live forever, and yet always inside me was the knowledge that I would grow by learning more and taking on new responsibilities. Trials taught ......

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