Poetry Poems
We Refugees
by Benjamin Zephaniah
I come from a musical place
Where they shoot me for my song
And my brother has been tortured
By my brother in my land.
I come from a beautiful place
Where they hate my shade of skin
They don't like the way I pray
And they ban free poetry.
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Dis Poetry
by Benjamin Zephaniah
Dis poetry is like a riddim dat drops
De tongue fires a riddim dat shoots like shots
Dis poetry is designed fe rantin
Dance hall style, big mouth chanting,
Dis poetry nar put yu to sleep
Preaching follow me
Like yu is blind sheep,
Dis poetry is not Party Political
Not designed fe dose who are critical.
Dis poetry is wid me when I gu to me bed
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Thoughts about words
by Stanley Chepaitis
I searched my world for meaning,
but encountered only words.
Many, many words and few on point,
Words that sounded kind,
and hid mean spirit.
Words that promised meaning,
but offered only purpose.
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The Night Game
by Robert Pinsky
Some of us believe
We would have conceived romantic
Love out of our own passions
With no precedents,
Without songs and poetry--
Or have invented poetry and music
As a comb of cells for the honey.
Shaped by ignorance,
A succession of new worlds,
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Unfoldings
by Michael R. Burch
These are poems about change, poems about transitions, poems about bachelors recanting, poems about life and death...
Unfoldings
by Michael R. Burch
for Vicki
Time unfolds ...
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Villanelles II by Michael R. Burch
by Michael R. Burch
These are villanelles by Michael R. Burch and and villanelle-like poems, including a new new poetic form I invented, the “trinelle” or “triplenelle.”
Villanelle: What happened to the songs of yesterdays?
by Michael R. Burch
Is poetry mere turning of a phrase?
Has prose become its height and depth and sum?
What happened to the songs of yesterdays?
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AT THE END OF TIME - ALEXIS KARPOUZOS
by alexis karpouzos
I know that our efforts all come to nothing. Analyze life, tear its trappings off, lay it bare with thought, with logic, with philosophy, and its emptiness is revealed as a bottomless pit; its nothingness frankly confesses to nothingness, and Despair comes to perch in the soulI know the end of us all is nothing, I know that at the end of Time, the reward of our toil will be nothing — and again nothing. I know that all our handiwork and all our ideas will be destroyed. I know that not even ash will be left from the fires that consume us. I know that our ideals, even those we achieve, will vanish in the eternal darkness of oblivion and final non-being. There is no hope, none, in my heart. I know, No promise, none, can I make to myself and to others. No recompense can I expect for my labors. No fruit will be born of my thoughts. I know the time — eternal seducer of all men, eternal cause of all effects — offers me nothing but the blank prospect of annihilation. So, my dignity is broken and weak, in recognition of my impending defeat.
The man who is alone, who stands on his own feet, who is stripped bare, who asks for nothing and wants nothing, who has reached the apex of disinterestedness not through blind renunciation but through excess of clear vision, turns to the world which stretches out before him as a burned prairie, as a devastated city — a world in which no churches, asylums, refuges, ideals, are left — and says: «Though you promise me nothing I am still with you, I am still an atom of your energies, my work is part of your work; I am your companion and your mirror as you march on your merciless way. But I owe nothing to any one. I would be responsible to freedom alone.
Thoughts about words
by Stanley Chepaitis
I searched my world for meaning,
but encountered only words.
Many, many words and few on point,
Words that sounded kind,
and hid mean spirit.
Words that promised meaning,
but offered only purpose.
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Unfoldings
by Michael R. Burch
These are poems about change, poems about transitions, poems about bachelors recanting, poems about life and death...
Unfoldings
by Michael R. Burch
for Vicki
Time unfolds ...
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The Wonder Boys
by Michael R. Burch
These are poems for poets and poems about poets. Also, poems about the art and craft of writing poetry...
The Wonder Boys
by Michael R. Burch
(for Leslie Mellichamp, the late editor of The Lyric,
who was a friend and mentor to many poets, and
a fine poet in his own right)
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Christen Kuikoua (4 poems about Poetry)
Christen Kuikoua ( born Christen Kuikoua Keutchankeu on March 1st, 2007) Is an American actor, aspiring fashion model, singer, poet, Instagrammer, and Internet Personality. -
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Abhinandan Sharma (3 poems about Poetry)
Born on 20 January 2000 - Nowshera town of Jammu and Kashmir India -
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