Believe Poems
Town Eclogues: Saturday; The Small-Pox
by Lady Mary Wortle Montagu
FLAVIA.
THE wretched FLAVIA on her couch reclin'd,
Thus breath'd the anguish of a wounded mind ;
A glass revers'd in her right hand she bore,
For now she shun'd the face she sought before.
' How am I chang'd ! alas ! how am I grown
' A frightful spectre, to myself unknown !
' Where's my Complexion ? where the radiant Bloom,
' That promis'd happiness for Years to come ?
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Le Manteau De Pascal
by Jorie Graham
I have put on my great coat it is cold.
It is an outer garment.
Coarse, woolen.
Of unknown origin.
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The Passions
by William Collins
An Ode for Music
When Music, heavenly maid, was young,
While yet in early Greece she sung,
The Passions oft, to hear her shell,
Thronged around her magic cell,
Exulting, trembling, raging, fainting,
Possest beyond the Muse's painting:
By turns they felt the glowing mind
Disturbed, delighted, raised, refined;
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God's Gift
by Carol Cline
Throughout the history of this earth,
There's been much evil without worth.
But our great God had a wonderful plan
To send His Son, a Savior to man.
Jesus was born on a starry night
To save all men from Satan's plight.
He was born of a virgin by the name of Mary,
To symbolize His perfect purity.
He taught the people to live in harmony
And give to the needy in unselfish charity.
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A Lover's Confession
by Robert Fuller Murray
When people tell me they have loved
But once in youth,
I wonder, are they always moved
To speak the truth?
Not that they wilfully deceive:
They fondly cherish
A constancy which they would grieve
To think might perish.
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Geloven voorbij het geloof
by Mario Odekerken
Niet in woorden gevangen,
niet in regels gevat.
Een stilte die dieper spreekt
dan elke preek.
Een weten zonder bewijs,
zonder noodzaak tot zekerheid.
Licht dat je niet ziet,
maar waarvan je weet
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Regenboog
by Mario Odekerken
Een streep van licht
breekt door het grauw,
zacht maar zeker.
Geen belofte,
geen antwoord,
alleen kleur
in een wereld die grijs leek.
Een herinnering
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Myself
by Gayatri Puri
I lived by myself
So, I healed up myself
Started understanding myself
Rather than doubting myself
I stood up for myself,
I fought with myself
Until I got dependent on myself.
Yes, it sounds selfish,
But trust me
Sometimes, it's okay
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and I believed them
by Bogdan Dragos
the voices said
there's nothing like
waking up deep into the night
and not hearing any voices
and I believed them
Let Me Tell You What I Know
by Ololade Raji
Been around you know…
But let me tell you what I know
When Fate refuses to smile at you
And Nature condemns you to the rank of the wretched
Does that mean you should accept the sentence to suffer?
The key to life is to keep on living
Hoping that someday, somehow, something will happen to make it better
But until then, I do not have to beg for my living
Forget the fact that I did not come to this world with anything
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