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Author : Vance Roberts (Floots)
dusk is a long time coming
those days when the sun sinks so slow
behind the tables*
and
clouds borrow water-colour whorls
to lovelayer bloodstains
across the horizon
dusk is a...
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Author : Michaela Sefler
Audio of Healing Tree
Conceived and created
in God’s celestial realm;
perfected,
in harmony and perfect outcomes.
A glimpse of light
a ray amid darkness
for man to grasp,
for a fleeting moment.
The garden filled...
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Author : Author unknown
There was once two Irish labouring men; to England they came over; They tramped about in search of work from Liverpool to Dover. Says Pat to Mick, "I'm tired of this; we're both left in the lurch; And if we don't get work, bedad, I'll go and...
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Author : Pamela A. Babusci
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Author : William Shakespeare
Hamlet Prince Of Denmark
To be, or be or not to be, — that is the question: —
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings of arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by...
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Author : Gargi Saha
A little song fills the air
Happy New Year everywhere
Inundated wishes spreads the air
Crackers, songs and music in their full blare.
365 days which was with us through thick and thin,
Is just forgotten in a spin.
Every new year...
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Author : Emily Dickinson
Heart, we will forget him!
You and I, to-night!
You may forget the warmth he gave,
I will forget the light.
When you have done, pray tell me,
That I my thoughts may dim;
Haste, lest while you're lagging
I may remember him!
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Author : Gargi Saha
How soon goes time
In just a spur.
Millennium, months days passed in a while.
As if by plane crosseth a mile.
Time steals all moments
Like the vanishing scent
Like the subliming camphor
How soon passeth time.
Hard to pass...
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Author : Gargi Saha
The bees who suck honey from the flowers
By night safe and sound in the honey comb.
Somewhere, sometime-
But at the dead of the night parrot in its nest.
The king in exile-
Its appearance freezes our wits even for a while
The...
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Author : Gargi Saha
The crown of all values
Feet on ground and rules the world
Sweetness as sugar
The tiny thing possesses 'big', 'great' power
Always earnest supplication its mood
To all souls always good.
Humility goes on foot and comes back on...
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Author : Gargi Saha
The fields are happy and bright
Green and light
Flowers dance, essence fills-
The light of happiness isn't still
Nightingale sings, fruits reap-
In the small seeds, saplings peep
Brightness all over springs
From the greyest to...
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Author : Michaela Sefler
The skies, are His seat
the earth is His footstool,
His presence
broke the lands.
They saw His feet;
his neck
Glorious,
they heard His name;
and were afraid.
They felt His kindness
and were comforted.
© Michaela...
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Author : Gargi Saha
The streets clear,
its the joy sheer,
the houses fill,
and all movements are still.
The frogs croak,
the dried plants soak,
yes, its the arrival of the rains,
water everywhere as some crops
are drained.
Vegetation enriches,...
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Author : Gargi Saha
This bubbling anger on others why?
This malicious greed on someone's treasuries why?
This burning envy on pupils endeavours why?
This red revenge on person flows why?
This harm within the embers of the soul
So 'mean', paltry by...
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Author : Gargi Saha
What is happiness without any pain?
What is happiness without any gain?
Happiness is contentment.
Happiness may also be a wonderful achievement.
Happiness can be defined as satisfaction
Which we get after doing a noble action....
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Author : Gargi Saha
Who is noble to pay respect which springs from within?
Respect cannot be hidden.
Who is grateful to have the past gratitude?
Respect is the best human sentiment which has no other substitute.
Who is charitable today?
How many does to you...
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Author : Charles G.D. Roberts
I
Grows the great deed, though none
Shout to behold it done!
To the brave deed done by night
Heaven testifies in the light
Stealthy and swift as a...
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Author : Isabella Valancy Crawford
He died; he was buried, the last of his race,
And they laid him away in his burial-place.
And he said in his will, "When I have done
With the mask of clay that I have on,
"Bury it simply--I'm done...
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Author : Isabella Valancy Crawford
He grasped an angel's hand and rose
From the grand ruins of his clay,
And in the white day's silvery close
Through the great city took his way.
His guide--O strange, familiar face...
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Author : William Blake
'Twas on a Holy Thursday, their innocent faces clean,
Came children walking two and two, in read, and blue, and green:
Grey-headed beadles walked before, with wands as white as snow,
Till into the high dome of Paul's they like Thames waters...
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Author : George Eliot
(1884)
Six hundred years ago, in Dante's time,
Before his cheek was furrowed by deep rhyme;
When Europe, fed afresh from Eastern story,
Was like a garden tangled with the glory
Of flowers hand-planted and of flowers air-sown,...
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Author : Tom Berman
History is
i
passion made public
our days
dust of history's cloud
inconspicuous specks
in the eye
of the beholder
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Author : John Dryden
I feed a flame within, which so torments me
That it both pains my heart, and yet contents me:
'Tis such a pleasing smart, and I so love it,
That I had rather die than once remove it.
Yet he, for whom I grieve, shall never know...
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Author : Janet Lynn Davis
half moon
against the mirror
becomes whole;
briefly in yoga class
I stretch myself open
©Janet Lynn Davis
—First published in Nisqually Delta Review, 2007.
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Author : Jason Sanford Brown
this cold night
nothing moves
but stars
[from The Art of Haiku 2000 Gerald England, ed. New Hope International, 2000.]
sweeping up
everything but my
shadow
from Frogpond Vol.XXI No.1
in the wind
between my thoughts...
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