Romantic Poems
Written With A Pencil Upon A Stone In The Wall Of The House, On The Island At Grasmere
by William Wordsworth
Rude is this Edifice, and Thou hast seen
Buildings, albeit rude, that have maintained
Proportions more harmonious, and approached
To closer fellowship with ideal grace.
But take it in good part:--alas! the poor
Vitruvius of our village had no help
From the great City; never, upon leaves
Of red Morocco folio, saw displayed,
In long succession, pre-existing ghosts
Of Beauties yet unborn--the rustic Lodge
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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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Town Eclogues: Thursday; The Bassette-Table
by Lady Mary Wortle Montagu
SMILINDA and CARDELIA.CARDELIA.
THE bassette-table spread, the tallier come,
Why stays SMILINDA in the dressing-room ?
Rise, pensive nymph ! the tallier stays for you.
SMILINDA.
Ah ! Madam, since my SHARPER is untrue,
I joyless make my once ador'd alpieu.
I saw him stand behind OMBRELIA's Chair,
And whisper with that soft deluding air,
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Sonnets by Michael R. Burch (I)
by Michael R. Burch
The Best Sonnets by Michael R. Burch
Auschwitz Rose
by Michael R. Burch
There is a Rose at Auschwitz, in the briar,
a rose like Sharon's, lovely as her name.
The world forgot her, and is not the same.
I still love her and enlist this sacred fire
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The City Bushman
by Henry Lawson
It was pleasant up the country, City Bushman, where you went,
For you sought the greener patches and you travelled like a gent;
And you curse the trams and buses and the turmoil and the push,
Though you know the squalid city needn't keep you from the bush;
But we lately heard you singing of the 'plains where shade is not',
And you mentioned it was dusty -- 'all was dry and all was hot'.
True, the bush 'hath moods and changes' -- and the bushman hath 'em, too,
For he's not a poet's dummy -- he's a man, the same as you;
But his back is growing rounder -- slaving for the absentee --
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Mujhse Vaada Karo
by Meet Awasthi
Mere saath zindagi jiyogi toh batao,
Mujhe yaad karke sharmaogi toh batao,
Mere saath chai piyogi toh batao,
Mere zakhmon pe marham lagogi toh batao,
mere naam ki mehendi rachaogi toh batao,
mere naam ka sindoor sajogi toh batao,
Mere saath jeene marne ki kashmein khaogi toh btao ,
Har mod pe saath nibhaogi toh btao?
Main sochta hoon baar-baar,
Kya tum mera haath thaamogi har baar?
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Threaded in light and shadow
by Arvin Dassad
No foreign star, no northern cloud,
Could shadow the threads we have independently weaved.
Time clenches today, weaving a mosaic of untold glories,
Forever to reminisce when it fades into yesterday.*
We billowed as kindred spirits,
Minds alike, gaze locked,
Counting grains in time's shifting hourglass.
Our vision darts to words spilling from our lips—
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Statue of Liberty
by Mario Odekerken
In harbor's glow,she stands so tall,
a beacon of hope,welcoming all
With torch held high and crown of stars,
she whispers dreams from near and far.
Through storms and trails,steadfast and free,
a symbol of strength and liberty
In her shadow,new lives begin,
a promise of hope for all within.
Poems for Kevin Roberts
by Michael R. Burch
"Safe Harbor" is a poem I wrote for my friend and fellow poet Kevin Roberts, who was the founder and first editor of the literary journal Romantics Quarterly.
Safe Harbor
by Michael R. Burch
for Kevin N. Roberts
The sea at night seems
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Yellow Magic
by Dr. Shailesh Gupta Veer
Whole atmosphere is
Magnetic
Environment is
Full of magic
I am overwhelmed by yellowish
In yellow
The whole creation is
Watching your feat
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