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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.
Laughs the happy April morn
Thro' my grimy, little window,
And a shaft of sunshine pushes
Thro' the shadows in the square.
Dogs are tracing thro' the grass,
Crows are cawing round the chimneys,
In and out among the washing
Goes the West at hide-and-seek.
Loud and cheerful clangs the bell.
Here the nurses troop to breakfast.
Handsome, ugly, all are women . . .
O, the Spring-the Spring-the Spring!
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Love is not a profession
genteel or otherwise
sex is not dentistry
the slick filling of aches and cavities
you are not my doctor
you are not my cure,
nobody has that
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Parallel colors go on forever, others swirling and merging,
Hued rainbows and smoky sunsets, from a chaos surging!
Hanging from the Christmas tree, ruby peppermint candy,
And circus clowns entertain us, attired so gaily and badly.
Often seen on animals, birds, leaves and even mountains,
Coloring all the days of our lives, from mystical fountains!
Arrayed all in purple stripes, the mischievous joker is wild,
Sharing this streaked world where very nature has smiled.
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Yes! Time is absolute
Time will tell everything..
It is time that determines,
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We will meet once again
And only God will know exactly when,
The time and the place, we will meet face to face
Wearing either a grimace or a grin.
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Monuments to God
Are simply nothing
Unless attendees
Walk and talk with God
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If history still remembers
It didn't start with gas chambers,
Read the truth from the encyclopedia
It all started with one party controlling the media.
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They met upon a starry night
and quickly fell in love.
Their future seemed so very bright
beneath those stars above.
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Sense of beauty elates heart, mind and soul of one ever to high status;
It makes one to be perfect sure in thoughts, words and spirit as an artist;
Nature of such persons are inclined towards creative art works to prominence;
Due to such personalities only painting, music, sculpture and Poetry flourish!
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Frozed up; but unappealing
To no eye, in wait to be
Becharmed; bewitched! See!
Through this fame in snow's feature
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Tuesday night, May 17,2022
'rusu no ma ni aretaru kami no ochiba kana'
('the gods gone everything desolate among the dead leaves')
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Faceless. Don't close
my sky. You know the moon has
a harsh place. Will you meet me in the dark?
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With these brushings through glancings
Street's spun off, quick
Inexplicable warmth of them
Glozing o'er, why choose!
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