Make My Day Poems - Poems about Make My Day

O I resent the heat of summer, on still days silent the sun would sit. As if the gates of hell are ajar, where great mighty fires are lit. Hard the earths surface shall bake,...Read the rest...

Suddenly on a Sunday Night, arose... A heavy noise, from a circus nearby Filled with lights and a great crowd, screaming... The G.O.A.T Greatest of all times, they keep howling from the hall Hustling for his attention, as...Read the rest...

Midnight has come to our town, it's already a New Year; come out and have some fun, fill the streets loud noises and cheer! Trash the old dreams, start the new ones; hear corks popping, rise glasses and sing! The January...Read the rest...

AMERCIAN VETERANS OH, AMERICAN VETERANS WHO FOUGH FOR OUR COUNTRY WELL OH, AMERICAN VETERANS THERE IS SOMEONE HERE TO TELL THE STORY OF YOUR RISE AND FALL YOUR RISE AND FALL FROM GRACE THE PAIN YOU HAVE SUFFERED IT’S WRITTEN ALL OVER YOUR...Read the rest...

Forever extinct seems the age of classical poetry, With all its cheers from caves, cottages, marble domes and temples, When now a country honors not classical bards: O Hugh MacDiarmid, Petrarch, Ono No Komachi, Thomas Chatterton, Robert Browning,...Read the rest...

Sunrise breaks a silent night Bursting forth in sweet reprise No more fears or demons dark Only hopes and dreams to...Read the rest...

The poppies grow where the bodies lay. They grow out of their skulls; Out of bullet holes and discarded limbs— Anything is their home. And in this brutal massacre, A young poppy seed finds solace: Somewhere to grow old. The poppies reach...Read the rest...

The hole The hole I feel every year Mother’s Day and Father’s Day Celebration for your off spring The hole that no one can take Each year the hole grows I want to call you up on the phone Tell you...Read the rest...

From their backs being the beds Of comfort for the children crying, To being the chefs in the kitchen Preparing 'out of the world' cuisines. Their hearts, a deep ocean Of love, tenderness and caring Their arms wide open for...Read the rest...

I got a problem, it’s with my son. He seems so different, the odd one. It’s not unusual with lads his age. They’re going through so many emotions at that phase. Nah this is different, he’s acting strange. It’s like...Read the rest...

Columbus sailed The ocean blues And racked up Plenty IOU’S ...Read the rest...

So much passes unnoticed, fails to attract an eye or an ear, excite the senses enough to interrupt the mind's endless chatter conducted within the windowless walls of itself. Too often, a walk is no more than an exercise...Read the rest...

Will the president be in truce? Shahid Qadri No. Not the chair, table , the sofa set , the shelves, these do not belong to me The tree, pond, flowing water only these Hair, chin, curvature, knees, these...Read the rest...

Sing out loud like might beasts do comrades & me, in no retreat, of battles in past and others to be so no other cannon-fodder, of passion & quest, curry within, like tormented Reese, haunting memory’s...Read the rest...

I’m out of mind and sound is dawn’s delight. A trip, I take, around huddle of trees. The splice of pink and purple cane is sweet. With warbling voice, blackcap chorus excite. Break of lull’by, and brightly colored breeze. I’m...Read the rest...