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Story : Before The Reaper Come I think most poets feel this way. before the bullet it bit before the candle is lit before the last call before the curtain falls before the grave we pray there is something I must say before taps is played before the jazz parade before 21 guns sound before the final round before the fiddler we pay this I must convey before the sweet by and by before the tears we cry before the bells are rung before the reaper come before angles wing I have to tell you everything....everything...everything

Story: Poem about Ireland It's just something about Ireland. Someone once asked me to explain about where I am from Poet: © Marie Tully Full of mystical folklore banshee's and fairies Endless searching for clover while leprechaun's hide under ground Mist in the air shadowy dance Bracken are the hillside's with bluebell's and romance A thorn between county's once driven apart Gaelic football and hurling playing under a golden harp Known for there talk fighting and drink It's people have big heart's and smile's with a nod and a wink It's most famous city with it's cobbled stone street's Walked author's and poets As musicians played in the street's Although the tenement building's no longer stand The bacon and cabbage is still in demand A pot of caudill was known as the poor man's broth The pawn shop by the Liffee bore everyone's cross The rag and bone man no longer calls No more horses and cart...

Description: A poem about refusing to be discouraged and refusing to be put down. I will rise After every fall I will rise and stand even more tall I will rise over the wall I will rise above them all Like the sun which never dies though sets every night every day it does rise Like the ocean whose tides many times they are down but invariably they rise Like the trees from seeds they arise and heights great they rise and rise After falling once, twice and thrice Again and again I will rise and rise I will rise after every fall After every fall I will rise

Story behind: Trying To Move On This poem is about a girl losing her father and has trouble moving on. She tries her hardest to move on. Topic: Choices Poet:© Desiree Kimbrue I see people laughing and joking all around, but on my face there is no smile instead there is a frown. I never laugh anymore instead I cry, and I never stop to ask myself, "why?" I heard we live and die by the choices we make, and there's only so much a person can take. so just remember to life goes on, and it hurt's when someone leaves and is gone. so always remember keep your head up, because another door is opened everytime one is shut.

Story: I was born in the sign of "balance" popularly known as Libra. So it's been natural to my nature to be indecisive. Really, this character was with me since childhood. I can't get this out of my system. It's flowing in my blood. I just want to relay what's like to be a Libran, how it's like to have an indecisive character. Topic;  Indecisive Poet;© Dan Cunanan A tag of war of rivals amid reciprocal sways My head and heart on floating question stains Innocent, naive which might will I surrender to? Whose aroma will my sense be persuaded to? Pushing and pulling, I felt so defenseless I had no power over my obedience The inconsiderate thieves snatched my right I couldn't craft a step, a move, and an answer How precious am I whose worth is to be robbed? An offer like a blood to a thirsty vampire throat What am I? A hand-friendly basketball Elastic from anyone's hand security How I wish my mouth wasn't stitched I could ...

People Don't Understand Me Why don't people understand me? Topic: Tell Me Poet:© Ayleashua Marchewitz Why do things always happen this way why does my heart choose to stay closed why can't you hear my pain this is all I ask hear me again hear my cries at night help me face my fears tonight so tell me why can't I find you again why can't you be here when I need you no one understands who I am where I've been where I'm going why do things always happen this way but I now understand no one gets me what I need what I want people can't you see I'm a girl in need hear my plea...........

Poem About How The World Has Taken A Turn For The Worse Humans have wronged, and I have noticed. You must imagine how strange it feels to a 14-year- old girl having to hear of all this hatred in school and on television. Unlike many teens, I'm using my talents to explain how I view the world. This took me a while to write and I had many mistakes to fix before I was comfortable enough to put it online. I hope that everyone who reads it can see a glimpse of the world from my perspective. Thank you for reading. I hope you enjoy. Topic:Lost Innocence Wind whistling, Snow glistening, We try not to, But we're all listening. Loud screams, Bad dreams, It's very far, But close it seems. Sad day, Lost our way, All we can do, Is simply pray. Innocence gone, Life no longer long, We may not know, But we're all doing wrong. Joy lost, The Holocaust, We look to see, Hearts covered in frost. Wars fought, Sins taught, Making mistakes, Hoping not...

Poem About A Request For Guidance This poem is about a request to someone very close to me. I am asking him to guide me and stay by my side, no matter what happens... Light up the way for me. I'm scared of the dark. Illuminate the blackest road With the brightest spark. Light up my mind When I'm feeling low. Help me keep the dark thoughts away, And make my mind glow. Light up my world With your beautiful, carefree smile. Keep away everything that's evil, Everything that's scary and vile. Light up my candle When I'm out to wander and roam, So no matter how far I am, I may always return home.

C'Est La Vie What I feel If only I knew how's it going to be If only when I try to fix things, they became better If only I was certain of how others feel And if only people believed what I say... If I knew how to show what I really felt If I knew how to make people understand If I knew how to make them believe If I knew how to make them happy If making people happy doesn't leave me sad If making them understand doesn't make me an ignorant If making them believe doesn't make me a liar And if letting them know how I feel doesn't leave me numb Things would've never reached that point I know I would be in a much happier place No one would ever blame me for not caring No one would blame me for not thinking That's life ....You're never certain You never know, you're never sure You're not going to live that dream of yours And life would never be "trouble free" You have to live with what you have You try to fi...

The Truth Hurts Sometimes the truth hurts, but in the end we are better off knowing. You kept it real You told no lies I trusted your words And you said that it was okay to cry Hidden from an ocean of lies from the People closest to me... But you, you revealed them all You answered questions never asked And you showed no regret And with that I thank you! Wishing the truth were lies Expecting a laugh and you telling me That it was all a Joke! The truth hit me, then stabbed me, then Killed me a thousand Times.... I cried that night with the never ending Thought of the truth... I thought I knew my life, I thought I Understood it all... But you opened my eyes and unwrapped The hurtful truth... And I thank you for being there, to hold my hand...through it all... And I can never thank you enough for opening the closet of skeletons...

Once upon a time I opened up my heart to you. You did what you chose to do. You chose to keep my as a best friend. Little did you know I was dying to the very end. You killed me with every boyish look. My heart melted and my knees shook. I always wanted more than that, But I guess it wasn't meant to be. But you'll never truly know how much you meant to me. You were always there And wiped away every tear. I just wish you would've waited, stayed here. I still dream about you in this one-sided love. It's hard to breathe without you, Like a suffocating dove. I wish you loved me the way I loved you, But this is a lesson that helped me learn the truth. Guard your heart and soul and mind, Unless you want yourself in an unruly bind. This one-sided love has torn my apart. This one-sided love has broken my heart. Please be safe on this journey of life, And come back someday and make me your wife. This one-sided love is a dangerous game, But then again, t...

Goodbye Poem To The One You Love A poem about a broken family and moving on What the eye does not see the heart does not grieve for... But when the truth comes out, it will always hurt more Blinded by love, I failed to see how much of an arsehole You really were to me Perhaps too young, too crazy and free I guess I will never understand why you did that to me They say if you love somebody then you should set them free As you never came back I think it was meant to be I am not bitter or angry anymore, in fact my life has been better Since you walked out the door. I thank you for the gift you gave to me A very special treasure, it truly is a pleasure I gave you a chance; in fact, I gave you so many But you couldn't be bothered to even spend a penny The door was still open, but nobody came I should have known it would still be the same It is not my place to play God with life But if you don't make the effort, you're not worth the strife Perhaps on...

Poem About Coming To Terms With A Break-Up A break-up brings about many emotions. I don't hate you, Because I still love you. I can't look at you, Because it hurts to. We don't talk, Because there is nothing left to say. You apologized, But I just walked away. I'm leaving you and the thought of you behind, Because I just need to clear my mind. I'm angered because you wasted my time, Hurt because I believed you were mine, But I just didn't see the signs. I guess that's why they say love is blind, Because you got my heart caught in binds. Look me in my eyes, And listen as my heart cries, Cries out in pain. This feeling makes me feel like I'm covered in flames, Until ashes are all that remain. Thought you were different, But you're all the same. Thought this was real, But it was all a game. I gave you my love, And you gave it away. That's why my heart is blue And my skies are gray. Will I ever see the light of day? ...

I am in 6th grade and for poetry month we are learning about different types of poetry and one of them is Haiku. We have been practicing Haiku A LOT!!! Swaying leaves on the trees, warmer air, blooming flowers, springs finally here.

A young girl compares life to a rose. Our life is like a thorny rose Not perfect, but always beautiful The thorns represent the hardships in our lives. The delicate red petals represent the fun and beautiful things in our lives. As a young rose the petals hugging around the seed are the family and friends who protect, love, and care for us.

The poem, "There's No Obscurity", is a Shakespearean-style sonnet and was inspired by various romantic novels that I was reading at the time. It describes a type of love only witnessed as a princess in a fairy tale, yet also portrays realistic emotions, such as doubt. In the end, the message is that the love she has for him is more real to her than any possibility of loss. As I gaze into his liquid gold eyes, Poetry radiates from his warm soul His lips brush mine and I soar through the skies Passion seizes me; I loose my control An amalgam of thoughts pierce through my mind There is love, trust, yet I feel petrified I know destiny; our fate's intertwined But what if he's a dream, one I'm denied? A thousand years I could spend with those suns Amid his presence I've conquered all realms I've witnessed beauty that forever stuns And have basked beneath his forest of elms Then and there, I grasp truth with clarity He's in my arms;...

Somebody has let her down. It is up to the reader to figure it out. Everything is in metaphor. You were to be my well But there was little to drink How am I to slake my thirst When you taunt me like an oasis You were to be my armor Yet I still was hurt by our own How am I to survive When your shield is translucent You were to be my walls But you were made of straw How am I to reside When you shelter is temporary You were to be my farmer But you eclipsed my sun How am I to thrive in obscurity When your fertilizer burns my soul You were to be my concrete But you were made of mud How am I to stand on my own When it is support which you lack You were to be my bones But there was no enrichment within How am I to walk with vitality When it is dust you became You were to be my well But there is little to drink I will never be able to slake my thirst For you will always be an oasis

Staying Clean Poem About Drug Addiction This poem was written in my first sixty days getting clean from a horrible drug addiction. It came when I first realized there was hope for me. The dream of getting out. We live in a place where fear walks around like a school yard bully. It's in our face every minute of every day. There is a nothingness about fear. We move about our world, trying to avoid our fear. But it's everywhere we go. We hide it, disguise it. Store it away. Darkness creeps in. At first, it's oh so beautiful. There is no fear. A line. It's crossed. Time passes in shades of gray. Everything pure is lost. The child cries out for the light. Cries so loud, but only to a deaf ear. But, what a dream. The dream. The dream of life beyond the darkness. How to attain it? An outstretched hand. A hug. Welcome. Hope brings with it a smile. The smile warms a frozen heart. What was once gray explodes into color. A stair well appears. Fi...

Poetic Forms Poetry comes in a variety of forms. Some forms have more structure than others. Some follow rules that have to do with rhyming, syllables, repetition, etc. Others are an expression that are fully in the hands of the author. Explore these common forms, and give them a try. ABC Poem In an ABC poem, each line of the poem begins with a letter in the alphabet, starting with A and moving in order through Z. Examples of ABC poems: A Friend Chaotic Places Alphabet of Love ABC's of Him A Beautiful Child General Templates of ABC Poem (PDF): ABC Poem Template on 1 page  ABC Poem Template on 2 pages  Acrostic This is a form of poetry where the first or last letters of each line create a name, word, or phrase. You can find these words by looking vertically at the beginning or end of the lines. Examples of Acrostic poems: Gently Picked Flower Rainbow Bernetta V. Smith My Sister Is Loving The Golden Rule A Cry For Help Motivation A Family Bio Poem...

Description: Fill in the blank, the life you see could be your own. As the seconds pass... We look back... Of what our lives have held... As the minutes pass... We see what fell through the cracks... Parts of our lives we withheld... As the hours pass... We think of what we learned... What we have taught... What we have forgot... As the days pass... We wish a lot could be returned... We wish we would of never fought... You hope they forget-me not... As years pass... You stand alone... They have all grown... Married and gone... Or on their own... As your life passes... You stand proud... Looking how well they raise their own... You did well... Live on...

Poet: © Miranda Description: Dreaming Of My Crush I wrote this after having a dream about this guy I like Waves beating on the sand There we sit hand in hand Waves crash down And I wipe away my frown The sun begins to set It seems like we've just met But we've known each other for a while Now just the thought of you makes me smile We begin to walk And we start to talk Our steps are in sync I can't even think He stops and looks at me I look up and he is all I see He leans in And it's like the perfect sense But I always wake up And realize It was all just a dream

Description: Journey In Our Life where do the steps that we take lead us? Crystal stairs, "Where will you lead, offering steps in our time of need... a luminous path from here it seems, a crystal spiral of lucid dreams?" Unlike crystallized memories destined never to grow; you call us toward a future beyond what we know. Like footsteps heard faintly in ones ear. A journey of remembering held so dear. Beyond imagination in a forgotten land, crystal climbers reach out with a loving hand. Lifting our hearts like magic it seems, this staircase of crystal truly is made of dreams. Copyright 2008 David Hoffmann

Description: Poem About Showing What We Think Sometimes I wonder how the world would be if we said what we meant and meant what we said... What if we were really true And said everything we thought Could we then stop feeling blue Feeling every day that we just fought What if we were really true And showed just how we felt Maybe then we could sail into The sky and Orion's belt What if we were really true Would there be any depression then? Would the world be kind and free from sin No one wishing to flee within What if we were really true And showed what we really think Could we then see the total view? Of those around us who seem to sink What if we were really true And showed each passing day What it really means to be happy But only if we pray What if we were really true And looked God in the face Never trying, never lying Never wishing we were dying What if we were really true We did all things good and well Can we become like Christ? Only time w...

Description:Poem About The Magic Of Dreams Dreams have the power to release imagination. I dream of the day all the world will be at peace. There's a place where I go that no one else knows, Where mysteries abound and excitement grows. A place out of reach of any man's hands, Safely secluded in a far away land Beyond the grasp of those who may plunder The wealth of its power and its life changing wonder. I go alone to my secret place, never leaving a trace For someone to follow and discover my space Where I keep my secrets, my fears, and my regrets Away from the world and all of its threats. It's mine and mine alone! The only place I can call my own. I treasure the moments spent in this realm Where anything is possible and I'm at the helm. This place I describe is all that it seems ... It's a magical place I call my dreams.

Life And Dreams Poem A poem about the conflict between life and dreams I sleep in the clouds, dream in the sky, I'll keep dreaming as life passes me by, I think my dreams keep me sane, I dream of happiness, a life without pain, some people say I'm stuck in this place, and I'll never go anywhere, but in my dreams I've already been there, I know some day I'll have to wake up, but I feel the real world is more like a nightmare, I'm safe in my closed eye wonderland, this poem goes to all the dreamers that understand, no matter what they say... keep your dreams but don't dream your life away,

Poem About One Of Life's Internal Dilemmas To me, this poem brings about those moments when you know what is the right thing for you to do and you know what you truly want. Deep within your heart you can feel it, but sometimes your mind and your logic overtake you and you end up not going for it, and sometimes you even regret it. When your heart suddenly feels light, excited, at ease. When you feel like your heart just knows what to do and your worries are far from your mind as are you. You know that your mind will start chasing, racing to hold down your heart. After all, it is there to protect it, ever from breaking apart. But in order to keep your heart happy, like a child, you must soften your hold. You must let it run free for a while, follow and see what unfolds. Your heart is stronger than what you would think, and recovers at much greater speed, so please just try, every once in a while, to give it the freedom it needs. Believe in your heart an...

I wrote this poem when I had a lot of things going on in my life and I wanted to give myself a positive new start. Really helped! Roll the dice, Play a new game. Life for you Will never be the same. No looking back, No aspect of time, You now have A new mountain to climb. Your body seems to stop Whilst the world keeps going. With no time to think, Time still keeps flowing. Going back to the dice And the game, you will roll It's time to start a new life Complete with heart and soul.