I need some poems about fear for an upcoming project. The poems about fear can relate to any types of fear (death, spiders, dark, war, etc.)
Feedback would be appreciated.
When I have fears that I may cease to be
Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain,
Before high-piled books, in charactery,
Hold like rich garners the full ripen'd grain;
When I behold, upon the night's starr'd face,
Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,
And think that I may never live to trace
Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance;
And when I feel, fair creature of an hour,
That I shall never look upon thee more,
Never have relish in the faery power
Of unreflecting love;--then on the shore
Of the wide world I stand alone, and think
Till love and fame to nothingness do sink.
Perhaps not on the same plain as spiders or war...a good one anyway. Good luck with the project.
A narrow Fellow in the Grass
Occasionally rides—
You may have met Him—did you not
His notice sudden is—
The Grass divides as with a Comb—
A spotted shaft is seen—
And then it closes at your feet
And opens further on—
He likes a Boggy Acre
A Floor too cool for Corn—
Yet when a Boy, and Barefoot—
I more than once at Noon
Have passed, I thought, a Whip lash
Unbraiding in the Sun
When stooping to secure it
It wrinkled, and was gone—
Several of Nature's People
I know, and they know me—
I feel for them a transport
Of cordiality—
But never met this Fellow
Attended, or alone
Without a tighter breathing
And Zero at the Bone—
- Emily Dickinson
I am afraid, oh I am so afraid!
The cold black fear is clutching me to-night
As long ago when they would take the light
And leave the little child who would have prayed,
Frozen and sleepless at the thought of death.
My heart that beats too fast will rest too soon;
I shall not know if it be night or noon, --
Yet shall I struggle in the dark for breath?
Will no one fight the Terror for my sake,
The heavy darkness that no dawn will break?
How can they leave me in that dark alone,
Who loved the joy of light and warmth so much,
And thrilled so with the sense of sound and touch, --
How can they shut me underneath a stone?
Hey thats right i need some poems about fear too...im doing this project on poetry..and we had to pick a subject..and i picked fear..so you can give me anything on death, abuse anything that involves fear!...thanks a lot guys!
Fear is the mind killer.
Fear is the little death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past me I will turn to see fear's path.
Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.
fear
we all live in fear everyday of our life
its good to be afriad sometimes it brings us to life
but our fear disappears when we start to care
and know theres hope for us
and know that we are loved
and know we are not alone
and know theres a god above
i've read this book called the learning tree for school and we have to pick a poem that reflects a dominant trait in the book and life and death or fear of death is a dominant trait in t5he book so if u could please help me out that would be great. send me some poems reflecting these topics pllllllllllllleeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaasssssssseeeeee!
I.
Beyond the years the answer lies,
Beyond where brood the grieving skies
And Night drops tears.
Where Faith rod-chastened smiles to rise
And doff its fears,
And carping Sorrow pines and dies--
Beyond the years.
II.
Beyond the years the prayer for rest
Shall beat no more within the breast;
The darkness clears,
And Morn perched on the mountain's crest
Her form uprears--
The day that is to come is best,
Beyond the years.
III.
Beyond the years the soul shall find
That endless peace for which it pined,
For light appears,
And to the eyes that still were blind
With blood and tears,
Their sight shall come all unconfined
Beyond the years.
Being walkers with the dawn and morning,
Walkers with the sun and morning,
We are not afraid of night,
Nor days of gloom,
Nor darkness--
Being walkers with the sun and morning.
A bit late perhaps for Pretty Toney; but for the thread:
This stanza from Part 6 of Coleridge's 'The Rime of the Ancient Mariner':
Like one, that on a lonesome road
Doth walk in fear and dread,
And having once turned round walks on
And turns no more his head;
Because he knows, a frightful fiend
Doth close behind him tread.
i need a poem about fear that reflects a book called THE LEARNING TREE by GORDON PARKS. mainly about fear of death, living in a white mans world and harssment
Hugh, the demon I write about in my poem is common to mankind. You could say that it is based on Greek demons, but is better explained in the Bible. All of the Greek demons were man's attempt to understand and explain the supernatural with images, but behind those images were real spirit beings.