Tag: poem
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November 06, 2009 08:10 PM EST --
A poem that I wrote for English class. Enjoy.
I walk through this world battered,
Bloody, and bruised,
Treading ground untouched,
Following a wise man’s ruse. . . .
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June 24, 2009 04:29 PM EDT --
Rain pounds on the ground
Mother Earth breathes with relief
Life –blood soaks dry veins
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November 03, 2009 08:55 PM EST --
To one who hates criticism
The only performance beyond
any offer of betterment
lies there in peace. Quiet dead.
© 2009- C opyright reserved Kushal Poddar . . .
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November 06, 2009 08:39 PM EST --
birds and cats of this world
(To Chris)
Chris has sent me a thousand birds’ calls.
They are muffled by my neighbor’s cat
hungry, forlorn after giving birth. . . .
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April 13, 2008 01:53 AM EDT --
My hand is motionless when I want to write,
And my heart aches if I give up trying,
I hear it moaning, "Something isn't right"
"So, why don't you let . . .
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April 27, 2009 11:27 AM EDT --
The Struggle For Life Commentary
©2009 Robert C Burnham (odd-numbered stanzas only) (even-numbered by Frigyes Karinthy)
1 Last night I discovered . . .
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February 23, 2008 09:44 AM EST --
From left to right
They swing their heads
Beer, laughter
Parties and movies
Fill out their days
They ride the wind above the trees
An open . . .
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January 18, 2008 03:13 PM EST --
The pesky wick is short.
It sputters, it crackles, it dims.
Now it's dark in here.
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September 23, 2008 09:56 AM EDT --
I know shocking isn't it. I never thought I would want to write poetry. However I have dabbled a little and feel free to comment as you see fit:
My whole life you tried to break me down
Break . . .
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February 21, 2008 06:29 PM EST --
I am totally smitten by eclipses, fascinated by all celestial events. I have been pondering how to express it since last night's eclipse of the moon. We were so lucky to have clear skies during most . . .
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August 08, 2008 09:21 AM EDT --
A summer as hot as Louisiana gumbo
called her to the water for an evening swim.
The waves unfurl like dragon pearl tea leaves
beckoning her to enter their embrace
before ebbing to their natural . . .
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April 09, 2008 03:35 PM EDT --
My dishwasher has broken down.
I am wanting to act like a clown.
Dishes piled to the sky.
this really isn't a lie.
i lie in flith and decay.
i do not want to do the dishes!
I just . . .
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October 07, 2008 08:10 PM EDT --
For my one
My only
My Always
Do you remember that night
The night you leaned in ever
So softly and angels whispered
Of your love for me
For my one
. . .
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January 05, 2008 06:12 PM EST --
Pull me away, Ive seen too much
Not too fast, I dont want to rush
We have time, if you want to go
Please hurry up, were moving too slow
Everyones moving at such a lax pace
Just take . . .
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January 08, 2008 07:57 PM EST --
Run - just run
So your eyes can't see
Run - as fast as you can
Through the mild of trees
Don't look behind
Cause you don't know what you might find
Salute everyone
That . . .
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February 27, 2009 09:07 PM EST --
She
Came to me
When I was cold and lost
And made me found again
She
Came to me
When I was strong and hot
And made me love again
She
Came to me . . .
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May 13, 2009 07:22 PM EDT --
I wrote this many childhood years ago for my son. It still looks like fun, so... enjoy!
Sir Matthew Richard, my son and my heir;
What is it keeps you from climbing the stair? . . .
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May 16, 2009 02:06 PM EDT --
I thought it only fair that Luvly Dotter have a poem from Daddy too.
“Daddy, won’t you sing me just only one more song?”
She looked up and smiled from not quite asleep.
And . . .
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January 03, 2008 12:26 PM EST --
With in myself there is a bright new day.
With in myself there are people that love me and I know it.
With in myself there is a person that didn't like what she say in a mirror,
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July 08, 2008 07:37 PM EDT --
I watch the sky, colored in pink ,
I feel the tender air, smelling new,
I stare and dream, unable to think,
I remember the sea , my favorite view.
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