Peace Poems
A Red Palm
by Gary Soto
You're in this dream of cotton plants.
You raise a hoe, swing, and the first weeds
Fall with a sigh. You take another step,
Chop, and the sigh comes again,
Until you yourself are breathing that way
With each step, a sigh that will follow you into town.
That's hours later. The sun is a red blister
Coming up in your palm. Your back is strong,
Young, not yet the broken chair
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Closer Than It Seems
by Yasmeen Kamel
I hold my tears, but they slip away,
Like fragile dreams that couldn't stay,
I let out a pained sob,
Feeling my heart ache and throb,
Why do I feel so sad,
Even though life isn't bad,
All I want is to feel at peace,
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A Plea for Peace
by Yasmeen Kamel
The sky is weeping, a silent cry,
As I watch the world pass me by,
Sitting alone in the dead of the night,
I hold my pen and start to write,
Trying to express how I feel,
Hoping that time would make things heal,
In my emotions I am drowned,
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Translation Of Petrarch's Rima, Sonnet 134
by Sir Thomas Wyatt
I FIND no peace, and all my war is done;
I fear and hope; I burn and freeze like ice;
I fly above the wind, yet can I not arise;
And nought I have, and all the world I seize on;
That looseth nor locketh holdeth me in prison
And holdeth me not, yet can I 'scape nowise;
Nor letteth me live nor die at my device,
And yet of death it giveth none occasion.
Withouten eyen, I see; and without tongue I plain;
I desire to perish, and yet I ask health;
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Discrimination
by Adelaide Rhead
Why do you think you're better
If your culture is not the same?
Yes, maybe you seem different
But deep inside all are the same.
Why do they think they're better?
If one is black and one is white,
If one is man and one is woman.
They are the same, that is their right.
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Closer Than It Seems
by Yasmeen Kamel
I hold my tears, but they slip away,
Like fragile dreams that couldn't stay,
I let out a pained sob,
Feeling my heart ache and throb,
Why do I feel so sad,
Even though life isn't bad,
All I want is to feel at peace,
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A Plea for Peace
by Yasmeen Kamel
The sky is weeping, a silent cry,
As I watch the world pass me by,
Sitting alone in the dead of the night,
I hold my pen and start to write,
Trying to express how I feel,
Hoping that time would make things heal,
In my emotions I am drowned,
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Park Therapy
by Stewart Watkins
I saw two eastern tiger swallowtails today.
I watched as they flickered, fluttered, and frolicked, rising and dipping.
A calm breeze gently passed my way.
In the distance, a boy mirthfully turned and flipped.
A sanguine sun coyly peeked through tall pines and sweet gums.
Then a gentle voice came and caressed my ears.
I savored sweet breaths as a bee crossed and hummed.
And I heard, "Shhh! Hold on, I'm abating all troubles and banishing all fears."
The Last Moment
by M.C. Dofredo
For the last moment
is a forehead kiss
it wasn't sweet, it wasn't soft
and it wasn’t warm
it was a light cold tap
a pact
that would end my sore
There’s an abrupt firework
for the last moment, I felt something
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Pomelo
by Kimani Hare
An even thicker rind of bitter pith,
Estranged from the serenity that lies outside its comprehension.
For what resides within is a supple flesh dissonant to its confines,
Exuding a sweet nectar that remains clothed in the abstract.
But the bitter fruit thrives in its circumstances.
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Frances Ellen Wat Harper (14 poems about Peace)
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