Recite Poems - Poems about Recite

To tell is prose to read you see to show recite one's poetry...Read the rest...

*** Kept Eternally *** The causes for our weeping — From hunger to grieving — Occur — in whimpers to wailing. However, our tears, we believe, Are in themselves liquid, and, thus, silently Flowing their sad running from our eyes Along the...Read the rest...

A sweet memory of our school days We walked to school everyday With a light school bag Under a blue sky With rain or sunshine abound Only a few books in the school bag But many flowers pluck Or junk...Read the rest...

I love; I really love your voice and your diction Recite me a poem in an unknown language I don't give a darn about the pronunciation Undress the words; I love them when they're naked. Take your time; be...Read the rest...

Nothing can be insured totally Neither life, accident, disaster, sickness nor epidermic Surely You pay and lose to receive It is only a sort of compensation A sort of condolence gift Sadly to say No one can insure Omicron As no one...Read the rest...

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The Poet's Condition by Michael R. Burch (for my mother, Christine Ena Burch) The poet's condition (bother tradition) is whining contrition. Supposedly sage, his editor knows his brain's in his toes though he would suppose to soon be the rage. His readers are sure his work's premature or...Read the rest...

I wrote a Rose And I read it to your heart I embrace your anger I threw it into the dark I spoke of love As I held your hair Kiss your soul And I called you dear I love you for your...Read the rest...

We had no piece to write but a story to recite, Of bricks and straws, moulded to walls, With springs of sweat that soiled the earth, And splashes of blood, And tears we build. We had no song to sing...Read the rest...

To the flow of a drum They throw words like spears To honour their culture with a side of a dance They evoke the ancestors with voices that echo through the jungle Animals have no choice but to...Read the rest...

Write and recite me a poem, A poem about the abduction of them They abducted themselves, Please recite me all tale of that. Write and recite me a poem, A poem about the death of my brother He found that he...Read the rest...

Nobody will survive in this world for ever Oneday I have to go silently Then you have to follow me only… One day your black hair will turn into grey Black pupils of your eyes will become turbid Tight...Read the rest...

Away my soul suspends into the thin air As I drool away the day, lying in the lair Waiting for the diamond rays of the sun sinking below the earth far away Chirping crickets; and the curly motions...Read the rest...

Reading poetry is a lot like running in a race. From the start to the finish, one must set a pace. Read it, as if you were reading, to a great big crowd. Do not be timid, read...Read the rest...