Knell Poems - Poems about Knell

autumn leaf fell left branch shell shocked all’s well say roots...Read the rest...

Now listen to me, my Lover; is there love as sweet as love this? Then lo! wither thou art, there in that far wall a single flower is frozen, and through the hole is a voice. See her...Read the rest...

The street is quiet As it is seem.. But louder what you can't see. The ghosts wander and the souls wander, searching for the places and reasons of their murders. Its unfortunate that they died but...Read the rest...

a limp flag hangs at half-mast the silence broken by the church bell and village gossiper ------------------------- A Brian Strand Contest Placed 1st June 2021...Read the rest...

The Death Knell (COVID-19) Written: by Miracle Man 5-3-2020 The death knell that changed the game, once under subjection, lives won’t be the same. Change is constant, we must adapt to survive, To some, change decreases, while others thrive. Many may detest what...Read the rest...

A saccharine rueful cry rode upon the wind, not a howl but a solemn ceaseless wail of tears whispering a last bell's ring, peal and tolling goodbye; a farewell to blended melancholic images and visions ...Read the rest...

Pell a bell in a seashell and the echoes will dwell resonating to dings that swell to crescendo, a carillon of bells that befells the hearer to quell, and knell bell -------------- 5 June 2017...Read the rest...

As the rain poured down On the solemn town You could hear the cries of the wind As the knell unpinned For a vehicle in all black And a family of no luck Were stationed near a grave And as...Read the rest...

In the light of my days- Tears appears; But tis yet dark, My heart is black. My mind trembles- For the thoughts of rubbles; Eon of sleep-not in mind, A moment in the night-not it kind. In the light we celebrate his cries, In...Read the rest...

As my wife lay with eyes closed in her last hours, not a word spoken, but tears ran that told me she heard and could think.....I wiped her tears with a tissue. The below is not for...Read the rest...

From the church tower, a sorrowful knell, listen closely, a story it does tell. Each reverberation, lands like a tear, as the family of mourners gathers near. For each year in a life, the knell does sound. Twelve in all,...Read the rest...

Love is but a second’s tick Recorded by the cruel clock of Time. Hear those meshing gears revolve and click! And listen…for Love’s final chime....Read the rest...

Love is but a second’s tick Recorded by the cruel clock of Time. Hear those meshing gears revolve and click! And listen…for Love’s final chime....Read the rest...