Assonance Poems | Examples of Assonance Poetry

HOW CAN YOU LOVE A STRANGER- O’ how can you love a stranger? When a stranger, you DON’T KNOW; The Lord watches over the foreigner; Sustains the fatherless and the widow; Administer true justice; Show mercy and compassion to one another; Do not oppress the widow or the fatherless; WE ARE ALL STRANGERS. THIS WORLD IS NOT OUR HOME. OUR CITIZENSHIP IS IN HEAVEN O’...

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After everything— the childhood scars, the broken promises, the violence I survived, the children I raised, the love I gave that was never returned— I’m still here. You don’t know what it costs someone like me to keep showing up in a world like this. To love when I’ve been hurt. To hope when I’ve been forgotten. To rise when I’ve been left behind. No, I...

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I cut my finger to the bone and cauterized the wound with melted chocolate. I rather enjoy the taste of pain. ...

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In the quiet of the night, a whisper moves. A spark lights up— soft, sudden… like a muse breathing fire into the dark. The day has faded. Only shadows now. And the wind takes its flight. Somewhere, a soft orange glow— a place where hidden feelings go. Twilight sits there, still and slow. Numb… but aching to be known. Above, in star-filled skies, an attic waits with a long, quiet sigh. And a poet— hand...

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Harshly treated at 'so called' court.. whose only scales Are visual.' In pure truth' such ruling is naught..No precedent of goodlaw given .' The judge surely needs to Be forgiven.' Such blatent an affront the health and life, in A country with indiginous; aging entrenched; its truly most rife' This is un-fair, un-balanced and conspiricy in act, i see...

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Out for the night, on the outskirts of London, we chanced On a tavern, it was more or less random we few got our Drinks and listened to some songs there was a musican And when he took a break, a modern juke played along I Was wearing my fancy shirt white with black edgings and A run of...

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From what I know a genuine man.' With depth in rescearch He's aware of 'the plan' get behind him Melbourne, and Take all ground, when all the dust has settled as Victors Be found.' Don't listen to the poison, from the pit of the Drain.' Stream and interact with this hero, who tells it plain.'...

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Though small in size you stood strong' and wise In your answer to him, of your intended demise! And that of our fair state.' In our great land.' For right here i recount of that old 'dingo dan' He'd paid the blood money, he's bought a plot' Oh how my blood boils.' And i can tolerate a lot.) Its plain he...

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Are you searching for holiness? How is it viewed? Or To be? Is on some scales its worth.' Is it to be found with The beggars? Or a King? Or Emperor.' Is its essence in the Wind? Is it the servant of kings? Or perhaps its to favour Of countenace? Largesse? Are there many? Who on lifes Treadmill chase its...

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To you I dedicate The visual hazards At you a post Bailing water And ima float Sam tha ghosted Ships end blisters China bone, scandinavian romes Too the beautiful i dead, i kate Lovely little irish twisters Cant sake Im four’d ...

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I don't just write in feel.' I preffer it also to be real.' From Observation of actions taken' allowing that some fancy is not forsaken' ...

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Man am I..My tenure here frail.' I'll be soon forgotton I shall pass through His veil.' All humans have vanity As in blood though their veins, yet we have a filter its The Bible Gods word created' He took pains' it is the place to Go upon your knees.' And just listen for His spirit to Address ...

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You, Mariana—deepest trench of my knowing I call you by name not to possess it but because it is the only prayer I have ever known how to say You are the sea—each wave not an argument but a hymn a hymn without...

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The pen is mightier than the sword The pen is the copyist of every word Just don’t combine “pen is” as a paper headline once did report And it might be mightier because it seeks pleasure and not war Freedom, intelligence, creativity, determination and diligence All found in the written sentence Some say the pen husk plastic is a polluter I contend...

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Roses that are naturally growing in the breeze As such, their dancing presenting pride of silence Needing not for any comments on their success Nor for scoring much of the contrived bliss Presences are irrelevant to any third parties All them are arranged such as thee and mine Irrelevance to conditions such as poor or rich...

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