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16 Jun, 2024 Today
POEM OF THE DAY
A Child's Amaze


SILENT and amazed, even when a little boy,
I remember I heard the preacher every Sunday put God in his
statements,
As contending against some being or influence.
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POEM OF THE DAY - MODERN POEM
Fine Days

These fine days have been my ruin.
On this kind of day I resigned
My job in 'Pious Foundations'
On this kind of day I started to smoke
On this kind of day I fell in love
On this kind of day I forgot
To bring home bread and salt
On this kind of day I had a relapse
Into my versifying disease.
These fine days have been my ruin.

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POEM OF THE DAY - MEMBER POEM
Hello To The Darkness

Hello to the darkness, my old friend
Your shadows beckon, they call my name
Whispers in the night, a haunting blend
It's as if I am already claimed
Conquered beforehand, I am but a pawn
In the game of light and dark, I am lost
Your presence engulfs, I am drawn
To the depths of your infinite frost
I feel like I'm on my way to extinction
Lost in the abyss of your embrace

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QUOTE OF THE DAY

Love is a sweet accident between two souls in same direction but different pace.

15 Jun, 2024 Saturday
POEM OF THE DAY
"The Dreams Of My Heart"

The dreams of my heart and my mind pass,
Nothing stays with me long,
But I have had from a child
The deep solace of song;

If that should ever leave me,
Let me find death and stay
With things whose tunes are played out and forgotten
Like the rain of yesterday.
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POEM OF THE DAY - MODERN POEM
I Hear An Army Charging Upon The Land

I hear an army charging upon the land,
And the thunder of horses plunging, foam about their knees:
Arrogant, in black armour, behind them stand,
Disdaining the reins, with fluttering whips, the charioteers.

They cry unto the night their battle-name:
I moan in sleep when I hear afar their whirling laughter.
They cleave the gloom of dreams, a blinding flame,
Clanging, clanging upon the heart as upon an anvil.


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POEM OF THE DAY - MEMBER POEM
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QUOTE OF THE DAY

War is a venom that kills the snake producing it at last.

14 Jun, 2024 Friday
POEM OF THE DAY
A Lover's Complaint

FROM off a hill whose concave womb reworded
A plaintful story from a sistering vale,
My spirits to attend this double voice accorded,
And down I laid to list the sad-tuned tale;
Ere long espied a fickle maid full pale,
Tearing of papers, breaking rings a-twain,
Storming her world with sorrow's wind and rain.

Upon her head a platted hive of straw,
Which fortified her visage from the sun,
Whereon the thought might think sometime it saw
The carcass of beauty spent and done:
Time had not scythed all that youth begun,
Nor youth all quit; but, spite of heaven's fell rage,
Some beauty peep'd through lattice of sear'd age.

Oft did she heave her napkin to her eyne,
Which on it had conceited characters,
Laundering the silken figures in the brine
That season'd woe had pelleted in tears,
And often reading what contents it bears;
As often shrieking undistinguish'd woe,
In clamours of all size, both high and low.

Sometimes her levell'd eyes their carriage ride,
As they did battery to the spheres intend;
Sometime diverted their poor balls are tied
To the orbed earth; sometimes they do extend
Their view right on; anon their gazes lend
To every place at once, and, nowhere fix'd,

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POEM OF THE DAY - MODERN POEM
Here

Here I am in the garden laughing
an old woman with heavy breasts
and a nicely mapped face

how did this happen
well that's who I wanted to be

at last a woman
in the old style sitting
stout thighs apart under

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POEM OF THE DAY - MEMBER POEM
Only The Present Is Yours

The present is hard
and the past was not
God writes the future
n god knows all

He made the creature
The grief and the happiness
Grief is a part
and happiness is too


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QUOTE OF THE DAY

Love is a war between the ones who want to possess and the ones who want to belong.

RANDOM POEM GO!
Best POETS
Best POEMS
1.
indira babbellapati

I dwell
In the absence
You left behind
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2.
Dr. Antony Theodore

If you die before me
I would jump down into your grave
and hug you so innocently
that angels will become jealous.
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3.
Muzahidul Reza

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,
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4.
Howard Simon

The low lands call
I am tempted to answer
They are offering me a free dwelling
Without having to conquer
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5.
Chinedu Dike

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:
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6.
Ency Bearis

(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
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CLASSICAL POEMS
1.
Jacques Prevert

Rappelle-toi Barbara
Il pleuvait sans cesse sur Brest ce jour-là
Et tu marchais souriante
Épanouie ravie ruisselante
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2.
Evie Shockley

you put this pen
in my hand and you
take the pen from you put this pen
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3.
Barbara Guest

On this dry prepared path walk heavy feet.
This is not "dinner music." This is a power structure.
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4.
Richard Lovelace

"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:
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5.
Robert William Service

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:
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6.
Emily Jane Brontë

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.
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