Most Liked Elegy Poems (75)

From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then- in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life- was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold,
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by,
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.

When the path you're on,
Seems to remain the same,
Just take the next turn,
And you will begin to see a change,

When clouds of darkness,
Start to roll in,
Please realize you can,
Truly begin again,

I know your painful past,
Keeps trying to hang on,
Too alone, too scared, No will to move on,

But never yield to fear,
The pain and the tears,
You're in the here and now,
You can't roll back the years,

So, wipe away those tears,
From your soft weary eyes,
Hold your head up,
Keep your eyes to the skies,

And you will rise,
Above your stormy gray world,
You know deep in your heart you're,
Just That Kind Of Girl.

eagerly awaiting
eagerly anticipating

my diamond, where are you?
i need a stone, to join my throne
i need a poem to find my lass,
best i turn up the gass.
this aint no techno blast.

just need a lover, with which i can dance,
just need a dancer, don't want a fighter.
i'll give you my all, no need to ask,
just give me your love, thats all i ask...

Lookin' back through the years,
At the good and the bad,
We was really givin' it, Lord,
All that we had,

And I loved you,
Oh how I loved you!

In them West Virginia hills,
Back close to '79,
Smokin' homegrown stuff,
And sippin' dandelion wine,

And I loved you,
Oh how I loved you!

Wish I could go back,
Lord, I won't pretend,
Wish I could go back,
And do it all over again,

I was a brawny 21,
She was barely 17, Prettiest Mornin' Glory.
This mountain boy'd ever seen,


We was minin' for coal,
And diggin' ginseng,
Not a single worry,
When them churchbells rang,

We'd play all day,
Make love thru the night,
We just knew deep down,
The end was never in sight,

I got so much to say,
As I write this song,
So if you don't mind,
Please kindly follow along,

Today there's Mini Thin,
Uh rappin' them rhymes,
I tell 'ya that good 'ol boy,
Knows how to spin them times,

Way he tells his tales,
So sublime,
Gotta spin that LP baby,
Spin it one more time,

Sublimation turns,
Solid straight to gas,
Like seeing Frank Zappa,
With a backstage pass,

But I digress from,
The meaning of this song,
Makin' it too damn hard,
For you to follow along,

And I really do care,
That you get my drift,
Pie crust just ain't right,
Lessin' the flour you sift,

See I can make rhymes,
Sorta like Mini Thin,
But in a head-to-head,
That poetic hillbilly'd win,

Guess I'll end this Hillbilly Musing,
Cause it's gettin' kinda long,
And leave you to decide,
Is it a poem or a song?

All's I know it rhymes,
Darn sure easy to write,
It's what I do when,
I can't sleep at night,

Cause I loved her,
Oh how I loved her!

In body and soul
You where here
Taken from us
Now your gone
Are tears flowed
Hearts broken
I carried your box to heavens gate
The doors opened they let you in
Are kind dear mother
Now your gone
We carry you in are hearts
And are souls
We won't forget you now your gone
God bless you mother

Don't go there
Cries the hidden voice
Inviting lush water's edge
Hidden dangers lurk
Shortness of breath
Freezes ones sense
Express ones breath
Frozen from water's deep
Danger lurks pulls from beneath
It waits for
You and him and her
To pull you to the deep
Don't go there to cold waters deep

If ever you make it to Heaven one day,
Please stop and take a while
To look for my kin as you go on your way;
You’ll meet him with a smile.
Tell him how truly sorry I am
That no one was there by his side
But I know now that God may have planned it that way,
On the fateful morning he died.

If ever you make it to Heaven one day,
And find that you’re lonesome or bored,
Just look for my brother, he’ll show you the way;
‘Cause he’s right there with the Lord.
You’ll find that he’s happy and free from all care;
- There’ll be a grin on his face -
Everything’s better, there’s nothing to fear
Now that he’s gone from this place.

If ever I make it to Heaven at all,
What a great blessing that’ll be!
But greater still will be my joy,
When my loving brother I see.
He knows how to make me feel welcome and glad;
- He’s just a person like that –
So I’ll try my best to be good, though I’m sad,
Until it’s my turn to depart.

Adieu dear Spring, cruel time is nigh,
Your fertile surge complete,
With sorrow we must wave goodbye,
And mourn your slow retreat.

You brought us blooms and verdant trees,
Sweet birdsong everywhere,
Abundant Nature to appease,
With scented woodland air.

Now rest your head, in mortal sleep,
You've earned your slumber well,
You leave this land in verdure deep,
As bluebells chime your knell.

My favoured season I decree,
This poet has lost his muse,
Whilst other jealous seasons three
Are sneering in the pews

The Summer sun won't glare your eyes,
Nor moonlight warm your tomb,
You won't hear lonely banshee cries,
Beneath a ghostly moon.

From deathly pallor so austere,
New life you did bequeath,
Glad fauna sheds a grateful tear,
Wild flora forms a wreath.

Your leafy pyre .. sad Faeries pass,
In solemn discontent,
As dew drops fill your parting glass,
The wind moans your lament.

On Nature's cogs each season turns,
As sure as full moons wane,
When Autumn falls to Winter spurns,
You'll come to life again.

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I’m waiting on the corner of the catwalk
Twelve midnight... Your love I stalk...
Standing alone with the moons piercing light shining directly on my face...
I move back and hide in the shadows
I have every right
Every minute that passes feels like an eternity.. I feel I’m going under, trying to make u see (me)!

What a perfect space... I have the perfect view
I can see your apartment window,
I close my eyes and I picture me & you
So I bite my lip... and swallow my words
Just wondering what your doing with Her!!

Me , you have known all your life
Her you just met... on one drunken night... I feel I’m going under.. trying to make you understand
Cheating doesn’t make you more of a man.

I’m still standing here... it has started to rain, but what does it matter, it’s a blessing in disguise...
Now... no one can see my tears or my pain...

It’s three a.m. ... it’s obvious your not coming home... I feel I’m going under.. remembering the day you died...
And how she was with you and not me


Elizabeth R

The brain is the body’s power source for the mind
While used on a regular basis daily for either good or evil
It is never challenged when children are born to the
World, at that point it is looked upon God’s gift to
The parents. As time advances we discover the child’s
Full potential as the mind tends to decide whether the
Child has developed all that can be learnt by education
From schooling and the arts, sometimes the child becomes
A genius or may take a darker path of criminal activity.
This is were the mind enters this scenario. The child must
Realise by using the treasures of his mind the world will be
A better place for all. Choosing a career in medicine may be
One option healing the sick, another might become a teacher
Educating the next generation of children, all of this the mind
Will assist with inspiration and intelligence.
Then we have to view life as another child would envision.
The world could represent a different and eerie view of horror
Turning his back on society, may become a dictator as we have
Witnessed in our past centuries, using the mind to seek war
For personal profits, hurting families and friends, who knows
What damage will prevail. The outcome rests with our future
Families whether they choose a peaceful existence or war
Which no one will profit from. The treasure of the mind is there
To be used for the benefit of mankind, it must never be used
For man’s downfall.

John Ginesi (Author)
(c) 17/10/22