April Poems | Examples of April Poetry

april showers the thought of winter washed away posted on April 24, 2025...

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A true sentence  As Hemingway said, start with a true sentence the roof of the school building, I can see from  where I sit on a cloudy day is grey as lead when lit up by sunlight that has broken through  the clouds, it turns silvery and pleasant to see That is, a true sentence about what I see, but it is not...

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it was an early april morning the lure of nature called to me the sun was out the air was fresh the road just beckoned me faithful dog by my side i grabbed my coat and headed out the door soon we were on our way to claim a most idyllic adventure serenity it seemed would tag along and join us for not more than a...

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2024.4.24 One year ago, today, at 13:28:00, You installed some Conversation Apps XMPP. A single word "Hi" was sent to my device. Then at 14:28:00, exactly one hour later, I received: "Hi. I am sending you a message". Since then, we continued on messaging one another. Despite we were in the same area, Sitting only 1.5m away from each other. There...

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Nihilism, write thirteen beautiful lines, the longest one in the merriam-webster Cosmos and cosmic, Lunar eclipse and Aurora Borealis, milky way and the interstellar Synecdoche, you and I are no good to linger longer with the charm in an alternative essay The round trip home is often the loneliest deadly, a painstaking pain, humble to tone down a possessive...

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waking to rain remnants of the storm the cat prowls past my bed memories of love stir I’m alone in the silent room my heart beats the sun bleeds through clouds a poetic leap trees sprout leaves to live is to live again trees sprout leaves a poetic leap the sun bleeds through clouds my heart beats in the silent room I’m alone memories of love stir the cat prowls past my...

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I like hammocks. I like buzzing bees. Unseasonably warm days. Or maybe more like hours… In April, things get taken out. Then put away again. My favorite shorts. My favorite flowers. My favorite everything. Even when it’s supposed to be cold and stormy tomorrow… We don’t believe it. So we pull out clunky lawn furniture. And mow the...

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The sun danced on lightened leaves, my muse aligned, in zeal Greenery of palms with the windy tantrum, touched me , still The tribal walkway and the rural patsy rushing for more, in pace The village girl sitting on mud, with her lonely bouquet of grace Looking ahead, felt a perceiving truth of my tambourine sparrow This is...

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Ah Kite! Kite with the golden wings, this wet clouded noon hour Shed tears no more soaring higher and higher, by the river Dhansinri! The croon in thine voice reminds me of her gloomy eyes, runs along into fading Likewise the princesses of this world , she meandered a far, beauty , her carved tracks along Why buzzing to...

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Rene was composing a bangla song. After decades and motivations distant from a light year, he truly tried. Just with one concept. Photosynthesis is not something photogenic. Certainly not an easy subject, not quite popular that fame is blessed about. "I think you need a break. Simply try an easier path." Shanta wanted to cheer him up. "Let...

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The way home2025-04-21 Good afternoon I'm back to where my fortune began the fortune I betrayed by moving away not for any reason that I momentarily thought I could find an easier life a place of clean underwear and breakfast A place where I could sleep to nine that had a café on the first floor and peopled by sure people,...

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God , No God, May be God Question arose there, who created God? Nor he is begotten, No. He begets not. God. No God. Maybe God. Uncertainty told the light a lot He is sometimes far away, sometimes nearest to your integer number of fantasy pages, already brought. There is already a lot on your plate. Truly a lot! You and...

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Departed Afforded Lamented Asserted Loved one prevails the show Unanimously a go!...

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I’ll stumble. I’ll fall. Again. And again. But hear me loud— I rise. Not with ease… but with fire in my eyes. I’ve tasted the dust… Felt the cracks in my soul. But breaking? No. That’s not my role. Let the night try to blind me. Let the shadows pretend they own the road. But I — I am the lamp that burns bold… even when the wind screams no. As long as...

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