ivor or ivor.e hogg Poems

Thou art the mistress of my heart
I like it not when we’re apart.
I glory in thy company.
Without thee then my life would be
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I saw two rainbows intertwine
their colours were identical.
Together forming a design
which I found doubly beautiful.
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By my lanthorn dimly burning.
I have trouble in discerning
the faint words scrawled upon the page
By the hand of a long dead sage.
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The world was; before mankind was born
and will be when the last mans gone
There will be no left to mourn.
Who will replace us still unknown
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Driven by curiosity
the monkey mind of modern man.
Creates new technology
to find out everything he can.
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Wasteland: Man created desolation.
Now although the tides of war have moved on.
The earth conceals seeds of destruction
One step can trigger an explosion.
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It seems to me necessities
grow more expensive day by day
and at the same time luxuries
cost less than what we used to pay.
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Poetpower

Poets are a necessity
as every thinking person knows.
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The seeds of death are planted by
men reckless of the consequence
They’re meant to kill the enemy.
But they can destroy innocence.
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The breeze which rustles in the trees
assisted by the birds and bees
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