Summary Poems - Poems about Summary

I suppose I did stretch it out fine - gossamer lines running from my mouth out of me in dribs n drabs in that sort of slow motion you see before you really see it ...

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In hallowed halls of learning's sacred light, Where dreams doth take their winged and lofty flight, There stands a school, a fortress of delight, Its beauty found in minds, a radiant sight. No mere abode of bricks and stones, this place, But where young minds imbibe knowledge's embrace, A tapestry, each thread a vibrant grace, In every classroom, wisdom we do chase. The...

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PART I The Experiment A person who makes bad decisions Is it a secret motivation True naive flexing a muscle only known as misery I can't find an approach I can't see the thoughts like doctor sleep What is a true sacrifice Does it not know comfort Does it marry purpose Ignore common and regular Who feels like part of...

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She wanders through the town in the morning light, the firemaker's daughter, with her brilliant eyes. Her hair is wild and blazing red, and her steps are light as she walk, she treads. She carries the flame magic, her father's gift that bears his name. She keeps the fires burning hot and bold, and her stories...

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The fountain pen writes barely, the verse... poet boasts of poetry. dictated by so much effort... ! As if it were only his the divine, final text...!...

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There's always blood at the end of the road. Every step forward is a foothold earned. Backward tendencies erode our present, sending the present into general nothingness- a blissful abode of Ignorance inviting. Wisdom waits while watching in the wings....

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I have written about my dream, How I was watching a film, Playing games and make a team, You will get in my poem. Life when I was a child, Time when I was in glad, Even when I was in sad, In my writing you will read. My planning at the table, Things which I am very capable, I have arrange them in Google, Just...

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What you will have the opportunity to glimpse now is this long sentence, the somewhat lyrical, brief and inaccurate portrait of the circumstances that led us to be what we are, that is, this almost disappointing species that fights eternally and uninterruptedly between be and have, the genus that has inhabited the world for millennia,...

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In the market, place there are substitutes for diverse foods to be ate Cracker Barrel grits post toastee salmon fish chocolate-covered moose made out of hot dogs and turnip greens and desert frogs and marsh mush taking out of the hollow logs...

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I I'm the ground that you step ... I'm the sidewalk ...

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I see me in every little scared child Littler than even the smallest of her peers Voiceless outside, screaming inside Taking solace in a closed space with a dozen imagined friends I see me in every defiant teenager Beautiful, smart yet full of lies and seductive tricks She knows no better The awed uncles are just wolves waiting to tear her apart...

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Life lives on balance between hope and the despair... Between love and the disappointment ... Life lives constantly trampoline of each of us ... Time is constant too to mark facts and to scratch calendars ......

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Here is the summary of everything: or pulsating love, or hemlock ... Or love in its entirety, or nothing... Because life without love it's not life it's simulacrum ...!...

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I don't remember everything the most regret i will not change who am I open up to you I have found not happiness but joy by you I will never forget when I took the first sip of beer You are always in my thoughts and dream You know that I am breathing fine in drowning You don't know what else...

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What is the summary of these two poems : "on the memory of mr edward king, drowned in the irish seas by john cleveland, mark anthony;"when as the nightingale chanted her vespers dirge" by james shirley. Please I need feedback on these two poems....

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