Here Poems - Poems about Here

If we’d known where to look we would have seen it coming. It was out there in the distance growing closer all the time. Relentlessly approaching, there is no use in running. Eventually it catches up… It happens...Read the rest...

Hey, my old pal, Don! Fancy meeting you here at the eschaton. I was always so lousy at biblical exegesis. I used to hate that stuff to pieces. Can you please clue me in. What the hell's going on?...Read the rest...

The map on the wall reads, Your closer than you think. Just awhile longer. Leave it all up to me. Straight and narrow is the only way, towards the happiness you seek. Are you capable of this challenge?...Read the rest...

Here I come again Standing under the rain Hear each drop and taste Remember my sins and waste Feeling drops go through my heart Revive once a dead part Listen to each drop tale Read history on each hail Written with cold hand With...Read the rest...

Am here for you To see you good Happy I live. Am here for you To cheer you up When days are cold. Am here for you To help you up In times you're sad. Am here for you Because of love You raise me up. Am...Read the rest...

I will meet you here instead of there, Because the world can be cruel with their unacceptable stares, The motions and feelings we all tend to feel, Until we can distinguish between what is fake and what's real, The...Read the rest...

Stars in the sky Are always to high For me to reach Waves on a beach Wash away my doubt Lets my confidence sprout Rivers sweep away anxiety They give you a break from society The churning water a secret lullaby Waterfalls...Read the rest...

No Mystery here when I shut my eyes, I see millions of stars not bright stars they only bring light onto themselves static and unblinkingly. On the bottom half of what I see, is a mist called...Read the rest...

To rest his head upon my shoulder, To hold him close as nights grow colder. To catch his tears, though none may see, And hear the words he sets down silently. With every touch, with every glance, I’ll remind him...Read the rest...

It hurts saying goodbye never making a phone call again, never ranting to you again, never hearing your voice on the other end. You're gone. The world is that bit darker without you. You always had time, always offered encouragement, always listened. Nights spent...Read the rest...

Notice: In the greater scope of things… No matter how strong each is in arriving Little matter, for when arriving Each arrives alone … surviving to need. ‘Alone’, I say We arrive Each coming as a babe... Having a humble Quiet understanding inside Knowing within...Read the rest...

I'm tired of the way the ball always bounces, and of gaining pounds while only eating ounces, tired that for every one step forward, there's two steps back, and that my glass is always half empty because of...Read the rest...

If I see you in heaven, will you still be eleven? Or will you have grown into a man - dark, handsome, and tall? And when we converse, will you be able to expound on the universe? Or will your...Read the rest...

I was wearing my tie-dye rainbow colored hat in the bookstore the other night…I’ve worn it a lot this year… when a lady came up to the counter and said,’ “When I saw your hat through the...Read the rest...

To my vision; all around some very good poetry, here abounds.' Many born from 1950s and 60s express thoughts; emotions. That inspire no less!. Who were taught; by those from the 1920s and thirtys..My conjectue? Now...Read the rest...