Poetry Poems
Poetry
by Tonmoy Datta Mishu
I can turn sorrow into poetry,
I can turn joy into poetry,
I can turn people into poetry,
I can turn places into poetry.
I can describe situations poetically,
I can love people poetically,
I can hate people poetically,
You may have heard of poetic justice,
I can do justice poetically.
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I'M Explaining A Few Things
by Pablo Neruda
You are going to ask: and where are the lilacs?
and the poppy-petalled metaphysics?
and the rain repeatedly spattering
its words and drilling them full
of apertures and birds?
I'll tell you all the news.
I lived in a suburb,
a suburb of Madrid, with bells,
and clocks, and trees.
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Introductory 05
by Saadi Shirazi
My negligence and backwardness in diligent attendance at the royal court resemble the case of Barzachumihr, whose merits the sages of India were discussing but could at last not reproach him with anything except slowness of speech because he delayed long and his hearers were obliged to wait till he delivered himself of what he had to say. When Barzachumihr heard of this he said: ‘It is better for me to consider what to speak than to repent of what I have spoken.’
A trained orator, old, aged,
First meditates and then speaks.
Do not speak without consideration.
Speak well and if slow what matters it?
Deliberate and then begin to talk.
Say thyself enough before others say enough.
By speech a man is better than a brute
But a beast is better unless thou speakest properly.
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On The Grasshopper And Cricket
by John Keats
The poetry of earth is never dead:
When all the birds are faint with the hot sun,
And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run
From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead;
That is the Grasshopper's--he takes the lead
In summer luxury,--he has never done
With his delights; for when tired out with fun
He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed.
The poetry of earth is ceasing never:
On a lone winter evening, when the frost
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words hug truth : two line rhyme
by Ghairo Daniels
words hugging truth, rippling in good measure
reflection with wisdom flames poetic treasure
Black flowers - Sanja Atanasovska
by Sanja Atanasovska
Night falls
I sink into a deep sleep
black flowers grow in my soul
not because of you, who are leaving
but because of the others who remain in my life
malice is a heavy hammer
hurled by the angry at the innocent
black flowers coil within my soul
now I am certain
in my sleep, I will cut their tendrils.
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Fleurs noires - Sanja Atanasovska
by Sanja Atanasovska
La nuit tombe
Je sombre dans un profond sommeil
des fleurs noires poussent dans mon âme
non pas à cause de toi qui t'en vas
à cause de ceux qui restent dans ma vie
le mal est un lourd marteau
jeté par les en colère sur les innocents
des fleurs noires s'enroulent dans mon âme
maintenant j'en suis sûr
dans un rêve je couperai les pousses.
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words hug truth : two line rhyme
by Ghairo Daniels
words hugging truth, rippling in good measure
reflection with wisdom flames poetic treasure
Poetry
by Tonmoy Datta Mishu
I can turn sorrow into poetry,
I can turn joy into poetry,
I can turn people into poetry,
I can turn places into poetry.
I can describe situations poetically,
I can love people poetically,
I can hate people poetically,
You may have heard of poetic justice,
I can do justice poetically.
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Senin gökyüzün, benim kağıdım
by Sanja Atanasovska
Senin gökyüzün benim kağıdım
yukarıda başka biri yazıyor
ödülsüz övgü hakkında
defne çelengi hakkında
köksüz ağaç gibi insanlar hakkında
peri gibi güzel kadınlar hakkında
senin gökyüzün benim kağıdım
orada ismimin ilk harfini bıraktım...
Sanja Atanasovska, Kuzey Makedonya
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