Poems About: BIRTH
Poems on / about :
- carpe diem
Birth life death
Joy happiness mourning
Unity separation solitude
Ignorance knowledge understanding read more »Mazwi Sedibe
182.We are love isAnthony Cavuoti
183.In All Living Beings...
god is not some faraway supreme being,
breathing fire, casting judgement, and
stroking his beard....
god is the experience of hands joining, read more »Eric Cockrell
184.An Epitaph [Hangman's hands laid in this tomb an]
Hangman's hands laid in this tomb an
Imp of Satan's getting, whom an
Ancient legend says that woman
Never bore-he owed his birth
To Sin herself. From Hell to Earth
She brought the brat in secret state
And laid him at the Golden gate,
And they named him Henry Vrooman.
While with mortals here he stayed,
His father frequently he played.
Raised his birth-place and in other
Playful ways begot his mother. read more »Ambrose Bierce
185.Why Birds Mock MY bull
My giant bull has colours
Has this colour
Has that colour
Have teeth of wolf read more »David Aoloch Bion
186.Genesis Drowns In Mystic Revelations
genesis whispers soft whispers
genesis seed births soft breezes
genesis wind storms season winds read more »Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)
187.The First Of the Slowly Falling Snow
O snow that glitters on the ground
That slowly falls and covers fall
Your the purest of white as you fall from heaven
Blanketing the woods and condemning it to silence read more »Zae Black
188.Silent Night, Holy Night
Silent night, holy night,
All is calm, all is bright,
Round yon Virgin Mother and Child,
Holy Infant so tender and mild, read more »Emily Riches
189.She is my source
She is my source of life,
Life never ends in birth.
I want to take a birth again-
Again and again within my love. read more »Sanjibsaha Aniketa
Love' is a word
known ever since birth
Love is a word felt
since the birth of breath read more »Suguna Prasad Kalvala
191.A Thought In Cosmic Eyes
lightning rod instant sparks
conductor for my illness
eating fresh green or autumn leaves read more »Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)
192.Memory Has No Rebirth
The birth is a birth of innocence.
The death is a death of ignorance.
In between lives trial and error.
Rebirth, if any, comes without memory. read more »Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.