Reading Poetry Aloud
Lots of us decide to give a poetry reading - whether it's our own poetry, a poem we've had written for a special occasion or a famous poem, there are times when we would like to read it aloud and s
Peace
I prayed for love and peace on earth
Undying calm to ease the fear
A tranquil and halcyon birth
And sanctuary for those held dear
I prayed for solace, peace of mind
An end to war
These Ables
What can the blind see
What can the deaf hear
What can the mute tell
How can they sing still?
How can the deaf hear his song
How can the mute sing along
How can the blind see
Three Short Love Poems
Here is a compilation of three short love poems written by twelve-year-old Emily. The first is a short poem about how Emily loves her teachers. During the school year, her literature class was give
The Silver And Gold Is Mine
Many ounces of silver and gold have been found
Some in gurgling rivers and beneath the ground
God placed all that silver and gold there
I just found a silver dime under my chair
It
My Friends
My friends are my paddles
That I use to be able to cross life’s river
My friends are my pliers
I use to fix my life’s closet
My friends are my hammers
I use to
I Love You
If only I can tell you how much I love you
Your smile never fails to make my day
You’re such an angel sent from above
Never think you’re not “all that” because you are
Words can’t e
Polygraph
Hidden...
Truth. Eyes shall not see.
A beauty which is lie.
Smile of melancholy.
A vision of merriment,
In your face I have seen.
Did my ears fooled me?
Your heart weeps, I
Sonnet II
Let me not to twilight of tears;
Of where I’ll nap on bed of mourn.
To live I be then all it bears,
‘Til life will cease and soul may burn.
Too long I’ve live in decent
Sonnet IV
If love thou embrace me as I desire,
What world shall yield upon its four corners
And harbinger of the downs which fouls aspire
Me feared of- if in me of thee love bears?
In name of Lo
Saccharine Sixteen
i sat down on the floor;
my thighs against my chest,
my chin resting on my knees,
my lower lip biting the upper one
my fingers crossed against each other...
i sighed, rolled
Dead Paradise
In the dead of the night there's a small voice calling,
A soft whisper from life, which soul is withering,
Song of death is sung with a hymn of putrid filth,
A troubled symphon
Together
I have flu
And it’s all because of you
You kept me up all night
Doing the thing, which we felt, was right
It started with holding hands
Then there were warm hugs
Then came the
A Facelessness
A FACELESSNESS
A shadow
A figure
A face,
Is tailing
Is catching
Is counting,
The man
The motion
Meant To Be
I feel your soul beside me
I feel you near so dearly
I feel you each day
I feel you in everyway
When I wake up, I see you
I turn around and there you are
I can see you everywh
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