Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
...
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may tread me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
...
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
...
Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
...
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
...
The free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
...
It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
...
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
...
The most important thing we've learned,
So far as children are concerned,
Is never, NEVER, NEVER let
Them near your television set -
...
Writing a poem is not about bringing some words together to create some charming sentences. It's so much deeper than that. Writing poetry is a bridge that allows people to express their feelings and make others live every single word they read. Poetry is to educate people, to lead them away from hate to love, from violence to mercy and pity. Writing poetry is to help this community better understand life and live it more passionately. PoemHunter.com contains an enormous number of famous poems from all over the world, by both classical and modern poets. You can read as many as you want, and also submit your own poems to share your writings with all our poets, members, and visitors.
Days I enjoy are days when nothing happens,
When I have no engagements written on my block,
When no one comes to disturb my inward peace,
When no one comes to take me away from myself
And turn me into a patchwork, a jig-saw puzzle,
A broken mirror that once gave a whole reflection,
Being so contrived that it takes too long a time
To get myself back to myself when they have gone.
The years are too strickly measured, and life too short
For me to afford such bits of myself to my friends.
And what have I to give my friends in the last resort?
An awkwardness, a shyness, and a scrap,
No thing that's truly me, a bootless waste,
A waste of myself and them, for my life is mine
And theirs presumably theirs, and cannot touch.
...
not of silver nor of coral,
but of weatherbeaten laurel.
Here, he introduced a sea
uniform like tapestry;
here, a fig-tree; there, a face;
there, a dragon circling space --
designating here, a bower;
...
I know it means nothing,
To you,
But it still means everything,
To me.
A comment you didn't think about,
Just slipped from through your lips,
I'm still reassured now,
Nearly a year later,
By what you said when I felt,
So alone,
...
I no longer remember how old I am,
or how many winters have passed me by.
Years touch every face around me,
yet somehow they never touch mine.
...
The will to live
And the will to live
With a purpose
Are the
...
I see goodness in people—
in faithfulness lived quietly,
...
The Late Bloomer Baby Boomer - 3
Kindergarten
Suffocating
...
A whisper in the heart, a steady glow,
A feeling words can't catch, though we may know.
It's more than smiles, more than a gentle touch,
A something vast, that means so very much.
...
The mother nature is fulfilling all needs
Feeding the entire creation
The mother nature is happy to see
All her children be blessed with enormous body
...
Inside each head, a different spark,
No two alike, from dawn to dark.
Some flick a switch, their feelings hide,
While others feel the world inside.
...
Dark and light,
Who's to say?
Does dark even exist at all?
Or is it just the name we give,
...
The moon with soft tidal hands pulls a watery blanket over sleeping shores
An undulating navy satin bedcover sports a lunar sent ribbon silver sequins by the scores
Soft maternal breezes hum a tropical lullaby to sleeping sands on beaches
A warm nights breast gives rest as a dreaming mind expands out of reaches
...
Uk, Usa, Australia, Germany, Uganda, call to get Rich from illuminati today +256758471138
The illuminati embrace a life filled with wealth, power, and fame. By becoming a member, you gain access to numerous benefits that can completely transform your life. From financial prosperity to personal security, the options are limitless. Discover the true power of being part of a global elite.
call or WhatsApp +256758471138 and get access on
Financial Prosperity
...
Best Court Spell Caster to solve Court Cases & Win you Justices in Court +256763059888.
Priest Grace and mama is here for you and for your family to make you Win Court Case With Magic Court Spell
COURT SPELLS THAT WORK FAST call +256763059888
My powerful court spells can help you win any legal Court case spells by Professor Mandela and Mamma spells to win court cases, spells for legal matters and court spells that have helped thousands win difficult legal matters. my spells for court cases cover all legal matters from criminal and civil cases. If you have lost faith in the justice system get in touch with Priest Grace and Mamma and mama I will use my court spells to make sure you get justice.
...
I dwell
In the absence
You left behind
...
If you die before me
I would jump down into your grave
and hug you so innocently
that angels will become jealous.
...
Indoors by technology, outdoors by speedy transport
I travel the world
Today in Japan, tomorrow in Rome,
Next day by an ancient civilization or in Hawaii or Coast Ivory,
...
The low lands call
I am tempted to answer
They are offering me a free dwelling
Without having to conquer
...
Beautiful is the 'thank you'
Wrapped with gratitude,
Offered to peace prone people
Who offer what is real-themselves
...
The Peace Warrior Of Mzansi, among heroes - a colossus!
Sun Of The Nation; a rare gift of Providence.
Once, entangled in the web of racist succubus;
Unruffled he declares before High Justice:
...
(This is a composition in Pilipino Language the first one I did, the only one, and hope some of the Filipinos will get this funny poem in this site. The poem is updated with English translation)
Noong taong otsenta dekada
...
Love and lust are poles apart.
Lust is chaos, love is art.
...
Rappelle-toi Barbara
Il pleuvait sans cesse sur Brest ce jour-là
Et tu marchais souriante
Épanouie ravie ruisselante
...
you put this pen
in my hand and you
take the pen from you put this pen
...
On this dry prepared path walk heavy feet.
This is not "dinner music." This is a power structure.
...
"Come, pretty birds, present your lays,
And learn to chaunt a goddess praise;
Ye wood-nymphs, let your voices be
Employ'd to serve her deity:
...
If you had the choice of two women to wed,
(Though of course the idea is quite absurd)
And the first from her heels to her dainty head
Was charming in every sense of the word:
...
A little while, a little while,
The weary task is put away,
And I can sing and I can smile,
Alike, while I have holiday.
...
Between us now and here -
Two thrown together
Who are not wont to wear
Life's flushest feather -
...
185
"Faith" is a fine invention
When Gentlemen can see—
...