Verse Poems | Verse Examples

. her tongue gently protruding past her lips whilst i waltz (in mine think) ...

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Inspired by “Poems and Poets” by Anne Winter “For once in my life, I want to be a poem” — Anne Winter If I were a poem could my poem be a poet? If such could be done who besides me would know it? If my poem—as a poet—wrote something new could I as a poem be the other poem too? Or would I...

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Trying to be everything for everyone took its toll on her body, mind, and soul. Concerned loved ones implored her to slow down and simplify her life. Prayers and compassion led to peace after chaos. ...

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Upon my graduation from MIT, they didn’t hand me a diploma. They handed me a mask— and a seat at the table of shadows. They called me Director, but in truth, I became a ghost in the wires— a puppeteer of perception, twisting public minds like wind turns leaves. We didn’t drop bombs. We dropped whispers— tweets, headlines, a viral meme. We knew the frequency of...

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JULY 2023 Hazy, Rampant, Hammering Foggy-headed, I must be lazy enough to put just the right effort in. It drips down and stains the pore. My disease is acidic, fatal, And the way that your alkali sense draws me in ... How I'd beg to neutralise once more. But the ants won't push against my unmoving tyres. And anywho, isn't this against your...

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FEBRUARY 2024 I've got the shoes of life on the wrong way so chop off my legs and let me walk with the stump, so I won't have to take this anymore. I'd rather walk left, left, left than right, right, right to fall into your arms, into your ballad of wrongs. But I'd rather walk right, right, right than left, left, left to...

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We need a new world A new one. But eternal, ancient Without psychology. But with life The life. The original. By God The heart. Honest reality. Sky God’s love is life. Love, eternal Let it pass this life. Comes new past Passing life Passed lives A new world We need Pass Away This Life ...

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JANUARY 2024 Hello, person. My person, who bathes and drifts in the steaming lake of blue And chirps a melody of solitude While strumming the oak guitar for the blaze. Hello to you-- If you want to hear my thoughts. My person, whose eyes bleed of the weeping willow's dye, Who holds the warmth of the stars in their skin, Who holds the wisps...

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Can I find the words to say, just what you mean to me today And what you’ve meant to me, throughout these forty years gone by We first met at that meet n greet, a low brick wall became our seat And then you seemed to find me sweet and my heart skipped a beat We lived so many...

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We seem to be losing our famous entertainers so fast. Its not that they can last forever. But its that they must finish their talent in Heaven, where they can rest. The best part is that their recorded music lasts a life time. However, their bodiily existence is gone and we can't see them...

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Is it half past summer, two months till fall? Actually a third of summer has passed, two and a half months to go till fall to enjoy the long warm daylight and the summer fun. Why think of fall? With hot weather cooled by the summer breeze, people are having fun in the sun and under the moonlight, from...

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In the depths of the night, when stars tell their story on the vast and eternal sky, she walks like a shadow of light, with steps of butterflies in colorful flight. Her beauty is an enigma, a dance of the sun on fields in bloom, a gentle warmth like the dawn's awakening, embracing the earth. Her gaze is a...

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in a soft sigh or quiet curse a bubble of pain in the embers of a fading fire sparks of memory in the hollow of the chest echoes of love where the smile doesn't meet the eyes mania or melodrama ...

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In the echoes of the night the one lonesome sound of a train not knowing where it’s bound It rolls on past the towns the rivers and the bends around corners unseen As danger lays in wait anticipating contemplating its next move along the cold steel rails that’s bound for heaven or bound for hell only...

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In the depths of silence, where sounds fade into echoes of longing, The veil of mysteries unfolds like a river of thoughts and emotions, The wind brings whispers from the sea again, a murmur of time, Beware the sword of choice, for history often makes us fools. What was noble five centuries or even twenty years ago, May now be...

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