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People Poems - Poems For People
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My People - Poem by Langston Hughes
The night is beautiful,
So the faces of my people.
The stars are beautiful,
So the eyes of my people.
Beautiful, also, is the sun.
Beautiful, also, are the souls of my people.
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My People
Langston Hughes -
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Some People
Charles Bukowski -
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People
Jean Toomer -
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The Icecream People
Charles Bukowski -
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More About People
Ogden Nash -
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The People Upstairs
Ogden Nash -
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Attack Of The Squash People
Marge Piercy -
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The Terrible People
Ogden Nash -
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I Am The People, The Mob
Carl Sandburg -
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People At Night
Denise Levertov -
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The Secret People
Gilbert Keith Chesterton -
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Don'T Know About The People
Kobayashi Issa -
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Do People Moulder Equally
Emily Dickinson -
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People Who Live
Erica Jong -
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On The Portrait Of Two Beautiful Young P..
Gerard Manley Hopkins -
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Mowgli's Song Against People
Rudyard Kipling -
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What The People Said
Rudyard Kipling -
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Some People
Mark Bauch -
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There Pass The Careless People
Alfred Edward Housman -
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The Shadow People
Francis Ledwidge -
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A Prayer To All The Dead Among Mine Own ..
Vachel Lindsay -
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Little People
C.J. Heck -
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People Who Must
Carl Sandburg -
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If People Loved People!
Vanessa Hughes -
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People In My Life
CeCe Lamberts -
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Hi You Nice People!
Herbert Nehrlich -
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Some People
Linda Ori -
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Lincoln, The Man Of The People
Edwin Markham -
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0357 On Not Thinking About People You Th..
Michael Shepherd -
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0219 People People
Michael Shepherd -
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O Poor People
Elizabeth Smart -
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(song) Special People! ! *
Becky Ginn -
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The People
William Butler Yeats -
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People Are People
Scarlet ..... -
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People Of The Living God
James Montgomery -
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People Like Consistency
s./j. goldner -
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Of Poems And People
Jeffrey SpahrSummers -
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Fake People!
Sugar Bear -
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Songs For The People
Frances Ellen Watkins Harper -
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The Feet Of People Walking Home
Emily Dickinson -
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When A People Reach The Top Of A Hill,
Stephen Crane -
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For All People
Frederick Kesner -
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When Good People Become Friends
Cecelia Weir -
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Lament For Short People (Fun Poem 12)
David Harris -
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People Are People
Lovina Sylvia Chidi -
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Games People Play
Herbert Nehrlich -
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Those Fair—fictitious People
Emily Dickinson -
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Lament For Tall People (Fun Poem 11)
David Harris -
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The Little People
Victor James Daley -
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The Decay Of A People
William Gilmore Simms
New People Poems
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- Drinking People, Gajanan Mishra
- The Amazing Quran, zaheer uddin
- Insulting Simple Living People For Joys, Sahaj Sabharwal
- The Call Of The Monkey-A Song, Rohan Bendre
- Our People, Hebert Logerie
- THE NANTES TRAM, William Cliff
- When I Said That Through Experiences And.., Joshua Aaron Guillory
- Good People Don't Befriend Evil People U.., Joshua Aaron Guillory
- There Are Some People Who Don't Believe .., Joshua Aaron Guillory
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More About People
When people aren't asking questions They're making suggestions And when they're not doing one of those They're either looking over your shoulder or stepping on your toes And then as if that weren't enough to annoy you They employ you. Anybody at leisure Incurs everybody's displeasure. It seems to be very irking To people at work to see other people not working, So they tell you that work is wonderful medicine, Just look at Firestone and Ford and Edison, And they lecture you till they're out of breath or something And then if you don't succumb they starve you to death or something. All of which results in a nasty quirk: That if you don't want to work you have to work to earn enough money so that you won't have to work.
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People
To those fixed on white, White is white, To those fixed on black, It is the same, And red is red, Yellow, yellow- Surely there are such sights In the many colored world, Or in the mind. The strange thing is that These people never see themselves Or you, or me. Are they not in their minds? Are we not in the world? This is a curious blindness For those that are color blind. What queer beliefs That men who believe in sights Disbelieve in seers. O people, if you but used Your other eyes You would see beings.
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Some People
some people never go crazy. me, sometimes I'll lie down behind the couch for 3 or 4 days. they'll find me there. it's Cherub, they'll say, and they pour wine down my throat rub my chest sprinkle me with oils.
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The Icecream People
the lady has me temporarily off the bottle and now the pecker stands up better. however, things change overnight-- instead of listening to Shostakovich and Mozart through a smeared haze of smoke the nights change, new complexities: we drive to Baskin-Robbins, 31 flavors: Rocky Road, Bubble Gum, Apricot Ice, Strawberry Cheesecake, Chocolate Mint... we park outside and look at icecream people a very healthy and satisfied people, nary a potential suicide in sight (they probably even vote) and I tell her "what if the boys saw me go in there? suppose they find out I'm going in for a walnut peach sundae?" "come on, chicken," she laughs and we go in and stand with the icecream people. none of them are cursing or threatening the clerks. there seem to be no hangovers or grievances. I am alarmed at the placid and calm wave that flows about. I feel like a leper in a beauty contest. we finally get our sundaes and sit in the car and eat them. I must admit they are quite good. a curious new world. (all my friends tell me I am looking better. "you're looking good, man, we thought you were going to die there for a while...") --those 4,500 dark nights, the jails, the hospitals... and later that night there is use for the pecker, use for love, and it is glorious, long and true, and afterwards we speak of easy things; our heads by the open window with the moonlight looking through, we sleep in each other's arms. the icecream people make me feel good, inside and out. Submitted by Holt
The night is beautiful,
So the faces of my people.
The stars are beautiful,
So the eyes of my people.
Beautiful, also, is the sun.
Beautiful, also, are the souls of my people (Report) Reply
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Your poem warmed my heart to know that me a Haitian who is related to Africans are as beautiful as the night and stars.I can’t wait to tell my American adopted mother about this poem.I am going to say it in front of my classmate and I hope they will like it too. (Report) Reply
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