A Mini Poetry Blog
Today is Christmas Day (December 25th) and my birthday! May you all have a wonderful Christmas đ! I have written a little birthday poem to myself this Christmas.â¤ď¸đđ To The Christmas Girl: You are always by my side, All stages and all the time, You are everything to me, Brightest star to let me see,…
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Taking in this moment, Let go of some sentiment, Look gleefully with the innocent eyes of a perky bird, Breathe gently with the calming scents of a verdant oak, Play freely with the fun-loving presence of a racy child, Bloom proudly with the sun-loving radiance of a zesty dahlia. And most importantly, remember who you…
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I can feel you, when I watch the sunlight glimmer, over the sea, when the moonbeams shimmer, over the stream. I can hear you, when the dust swirls high with a traveler passes by, when the nightingale sings with a lovely tilted eye. Strolling with my veiled steps, Into the twilightâs bright path, Echoed within thousands…
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Welcome to the Supreme Court of Humanity! We welcome the bravests among us to file lawsuits, But first we must warn you the rules absolute: Safety and acceptance are always pre-exclude, Appraisal, opprobrium shouldn’t catch you out of blue. Tell us your distress and ordeals, we will put you on the auto trials, In front…
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At last, the creator speaks: My child, To recognise happiness you must first suffer, To understand humanity you must first stagger, To acquire compassion you must first in tear, To encourage bravery you must first meet tiger, Then we will see you climb this magic ladder, to embrace your eternal lover, and spread your lights…
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Like a lady dying young, withering and frail, struggled to keep a queenly compose in her coral veil, Breaking free stern silence, led by the insane, she scolded out what have all been done in vain. Then sheâs gone to join the dashing earth in peace, So naughty and tiny, barely showing her final face.…
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Sometimes, synchronicity does the strangest thing to us, what it is that meets the eyes? A spark of recognition, A strange familiarity, And perhaps, precisely a soul’s clandestine honesty. I’ve been peeking behind moonbeams, chasing behind hazy dreams, And still, I’m searching for a true gold, risking all the tokens I once behold. I’ve lost…
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It’s terrifying to step out the bounds of our lives, To step away from those limits we once believed, from friends we cherished, but sometimes we must. Sometimes God has a different path for us, One that feels impossible, for we must leave so much behind. One that feels lonely, for no one sees the…
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I know I can run, but I have nowhere to hide, for my shadow will always catch up behind, unless, Iâm determined to bath in the light. . . . . . Read Next: The Grand Melody Read More: Two Eternities
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Poetry is a fantasy world, but I am incapable of appreciating some complicated words, for I have neither patience nor intelligence, for the vague and fake. too aloof, Iâd save myself the grief. All night long, Iâd rather hear the sleepers toss Between the darkened window and the wall. The madmanâs whimper and the loverâs…
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What do I have? I asked myself…… Oh, I see, A name to utter, A birthday to remember, A profession to flatter, Some pains to suffer, Some memories to torture, Some rewards to pleasure, Some paths to stagger, Some talents to flower, Some strength to order. And, Some youth to squander, Some truth to decipher.…
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My notebook has remained blank for months My words have deserted its oath ever since thanks to the light showered around me, I have no use for my pen, which lies languorously without grief. Nothing is better than to live a storyless life that needs no writing for meaningâ And when I am gone, let others…
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She could be any woman at all, Somedays off-guard, all days on-guard. With her hands stroking or strangling and maybe with her intentions half-hidden. But she is as she is. Her gaze is always Distant away from its pupil, And what she’s really after is you to love her. She reflects who she is. She could…
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With all those false Ambitions, what had I done? Little with Passion, and least of all with Love; Yet they came unsought, and shocked my core. Made me all, but a fragile stranger in their world. Yet, this was not the end I did pursue, Certainly, I once beheld a nobler cause. But all is…
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Between wheat-field and corn, Between hedgerow and thorn, Between tundra and savannah, Whereâs my lost youth? Tell it me, Good Madams! And now within itself the truthâs imprisoned As if it had never opened out: unknown Those blessed moments, when it shone As bright as the angelic galaxy lovingly shown And remorse, reproach, and irritation, frown…
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Bid me be silent, bid me to conceal, Secrecy has been a duty to me. I could reveal my heart absolute, But Fate doesnât wish it to be. The sunâs bright path, outshining my delicate sorrow, Dark nights fade away, delivering to sky another tomorrow, The marble stone cracking exposed its magnificence at last, And yields…
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