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I Miss
I miss you I miss the calmness you possessed I miss your positivity no matter what life threw at us I miss our long talks
Rene PetersPublished about 7 hours ago in Poets
Beneath a tranquil sky
I saw a damsel drifting by Dressed just in white, Marble against the sky. Her eyes downcast, melancholy. Barefoot, she stood.
Raymond G. TaylorPublished about 7 hours ago in PoetsUnrequited Love's Enduring Flame
In the depths of my soul, a yearning resides, A love for a girl, my heart's chosen guide. Her eyes like the stars, her smile like the sun,
Ivan IslamPublished about 7 hours ago in Poets
Nothing
Nothing, can not be stolen It escapes all and needs no safe No one can own it, alluding in nature If not careful, it will steal everything away Into the void of nothing It embellishes barren Until everyone is hypnotized Unaware while it takes Make no mistake there is no revoke Unprepared, unequipped, unequaled I take joy in knowing I have a treasure hidden in plain sight Nothing, can not be stolen Largely becoming the way in our climate Greedy nothing, nothing takes All you could carry inside and out It took the devout It did this just to prove Nothing, can not be stolen It does the taking It is it's own thing Built of years and time Ever remaining Nothing, can not be stolen If you are lucky enough to realize when you have nothing Nothing is everything Because, Nothing can not be stolen
simplicityPublished about 8 hours ago in Poets
Fragments
Fragments of the heart left at the doorstep of an unfulfilled soul. Unable to breach the padlock unwittingly bolted to the mind.
Cathy holmesPublished about 9 hours ago in PoetsA Hint of Blue
Cold gray skies, days of seemingly endless rain. Just a hint of blue please, if only for a moment. Something to lift my spirits, something to calm my soul.
Night's Quiet Magic
As the sun says goodbye, shadows start to play, Whispers in the air, like a dance at the end of the day. The moon tells stories on the darkened sky,
Kulshum KhatoonPublished about 11 hours ago in PoetsA Symphony of Unconditional Love for Nature
Through the rustling leaves and the babbling brooks, Nature whispers secrets in hidden nooks. Unconditional love, a dance with the trees,
Eyaquit Zaman ImranPublished about 11 hours ago in Poets
Urdu Poetry: Top 5 Poets All the Time
Urdu poetry has a rich and vibrant tradition, spanning centuries and encompassing a diverse range of themes and styles. The language itself is known for its lyrical beauty and poetic expressions, making it a perfect medium for poets to convey their thoughts, emotions, and observations. Here, we will explore the lives and works of five of the best Urdu poets, each contributing significantly to the literary heritage of Urdu poetry.
Urdu PoetryPublished about 11 hours ago in PoetsClueless
Am I my parents, or am I still just their child? I don’t know myself.
Real PoeticPublished about 11 hours ago in PoetsTop Story - December 2023
Sounds in the Night
Sounds in the Night There are monsters in my closet, And hiding under my bed. “It’s just your imagination” “Go to sleep, it’s all in your head”
Nicole PostonPublished about 12 hours ago in PoetsLet It Be You
The zejel is a very old Spanish poetic form that is also likely an even older Arabic poetic form with an origination date somewhere between the ninth and eleventh centuries. In fact, Edward Hirsch believes the form was probably invented by Mucaddam ben Muafa, a ninth century Hispano-Muslim poet. Here are the basic rules for zejel: First stanza is a tercet (3-line stanza) with an AAA rhyme scheme All other stanzas are quatrains (4-line stanzas) with a XXXA rhyme scheme, so the second stanza would be BBBA, third CCCA, fourth DDDA, and so on to the end of the poem. Lines are usually 8 syllables long. Alternate version: The version above is from Robin Skelton, but Hirsch offers an alternate version that begins with a couplet rhymed AA, followed by the BBBA, CCCA, etc. Also, Hirsch's version makes the repeating A line a refrain from the opening couplet that could be shorter than the other lines (sort of like in a rondeau). Writers Digest, Robert Lee Brewer
Denise E LindquistPublished about 12 hours ago in Poets
