Milagros Retenidos poem – Ana Chig poems | Poems and Poetry
Con el sombrero puesto y un olor a viaje descendiendo por las escaleras en repentina lasitud extendió su mano venosa, su cuerpo cernido de sueños en el oscuro reducto de la partida que se obliga La calle fue una oleada acompasada por el ruido la distancia una vieja encorvada y silenciosa Había un […]
Midnight poem – Amy Michelle Mosier poems | Poems and Poetry
Seizuring so as if escaping from fright You awoke suddenly near about midnight Then rolled over meeting my body halfway By instinct, drew nearer and kissed me straight away. Your cheek, always soft, nestled against mine. Your muscular hand came to rest upon my thigh. In my ear, your breath came like wind rushing. […]
Love is Immortal poem – Amy Haritha Suseel poems | Poems and Poetry
I remember, it was a rainy afternoon the snail man delivered it. it felt like a rock that hit to my heart, but i enjoyed the heaviness. i twisted in the rain, to the song from the rock. i carried it months after months. i pop up it years after years. i nurture it […]
Landscapes poem – Andree Chedid poems | Poems and Poetry
Behind faces and gestures We remain mute And spoken words heavy With what we ignore or keep silent Betray us I dare not speak for mankind I know so little of myself But the Landscape I see as a reflection Is also a lie stealing into My words I speak without remorse Of this […]
Ka ‘Ba poem – Amiri Baraka poems | Poems and Poetry
A closed window looks down on a dirty courtyard, and black people call across or scream or walk across defying physics in the stream of their will Our world is full of sound Our world is more lovely than anyone’s tho we suffer, and kill each other and sometimes fail to walk the […]
In an Effort to Translate Solitude poem – Andrea “Vocab” Sanderson poems | Poems and Poetry
When I told you, “My sheets are empty,” did you think of blank paper or vacant covers? Place a pillow over these words to hide my language, if you wish. You will muffle the sounds of whispers and belly aching cries dried in ink. My heart feels like canceled trips and postponed plans. How […]
Grass is a taut crew; poem – Amy Michelle Mosier poems | Poems and Poetry
Grass is a taut crew; They stand at attention As soldiers do With orders from the sun Never having thoughts That their purpose is trite Or any doubts. Each is a cosmopolite Of their colonnade. How exemplary – I whispered to one blade – To live as thee. Envious of the […]
Goddess poem – Amitabh Vikram Dwivedi poems | Poems and Poetry
O Goddess! You are the sweetest; you are the supreme. Embodiment of motherhood, earth, fertility, and love. You rule over war, destruction, death, and creation. As a mother you bring us up, as earth in you we abide. As a sacred female you bear fruits of love and life. O fearless! O female creator! […]
Freedom poem – Aminu Ola Rasaq poems | Poems and Poetry
All what I need is freedom But I never got without pain Could you do me a favour? Declare the world free Elevate the poor For they are weak Aminu Ola Rasaq Poetry In Englishwww.poetry.monster
Dyer Died In Silence poem – Andrea “Vocab” Sanderson poems | Poems and Poetry
She went from a shutter to silence Eyes glazed over with the void of stillness. As if illness suffocated the sight right out of her sockets. A pocket of air emptied out of her wrinkled throat One last hallowed gasp before she passed and the cloak of death covered over her frigid soul. Sheol […]
Compassion poem – Amey Deshpande poems | Poems and Poetry
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Beachy Blues poem – Andrew Neil Maternick poems | Poems and Poetry
“you’re getting a whooped tail” father barks to son as i hold a mermaid’s nail spirit holding a ton Birds cross paths Along the shore Another woman laughs As waves righteously roar Sky now dark many eyes explore camera goes spark moment no more Along spirits sail Towards a setting […]
Among hills Apache red poem – Amy Michelle Mosier poems | Poems and Poetry
Among hills Apache red Where damas and vaqueros Built up a homestead Past the mercados And hills with a vague past Running aside the mission – Its white walls chaste In the glow of the noontime sun – Past a dreamy mountain range And several places where in brief There was a Butterfield stage […]
A song of living poem – Amelia Burr poems | Poems and Poetry
Because I have loved life, I shall have no sorrow to die. I have sent up my gladness on wings, to be lost in the blue of the sky. I have run and leaped with the rain, I have taken the wind to my breast. My cheeks like a drowsy child to the face […]
A dream is a butterfly poem – Amy Michelle Mosier poems | Poems and Poetry
A dream is a butterfly Fresh from the cocoon That is realized and soon Flutters up into the sky Or faltering, goes astray Is suddenly killed While young still And fast fades away. Envious of the Clouds Poetry In Englishwww.poetry.monster
When Day Is Done by Rabindranath Tagore
if birds sing no more, if the wind has flagged tired, then draw the veil of darkness thick upon me, even as thou hast wrapt the earth with the coverlet of sleep and tenderly closed the petals of the drooping lotus at dusk. ————— The End And that’s the End of the Poem © Poetry Monster, […]
When and Why by Rabindranath Tagore
is such a play of colours on clouds, on water, and why flowers are painted in tints-when I give coloured toys to you, my child. When I sing to make you dance, I truly know why there is music in leaves, and why waves send their chorus of voices to the heart of the listening […]
Vocation by Rabindranath Tagore
lane. Every day I meet the hawker crying, “Bangles, crystal bangles!” There is nothing to hurry him on, there is no road he must take, no place he must go to, no time when he must come home. I wish I were a hawker, spending my day in the road, crying, “Bangles, crystal bangles!” When […]
Untimely Leave by Rabindranath Tagore
Henceforth I deal in whispers. The speech of my heart will be carried on in murmurings of a song. Men hasten to the King’s market. All the buyers and sellers are there. But I have my untimely leave in the middle of the day, in the thick of work. Let then the flowers come out […]
Twelve O’Clock by Rabindranath Tagore
book all the morning. You say it is only twelve o’clock. Suppose it isn’t any later; can’t you ever think it is afternoon when it is only twelve o’clock? I can easily imagine now that the sun has reached the edge of that rice-field, and the old fisher-woman is gathering herbs for her supper by […]
Threshold by Rabindranath Tagore
when I first crossed the threshold of this life. What was the power that made me open out into this vast mystery like a bud in the forest at midnight! When in the morning I looked upon the light I felt in a moment that I was no stranger in this world, that the inscrutable […]
The Wicked Postman by Rabindranath Tagore
mother dear? The rain is coming in through the open window, making you all wet, and you don’t mind it. Do you hear the gong striking four? It is time for my brother to come home from school. What has happened to you that you look so strange? Haven’t you got a letter from father […]
The Unheeded Pageant by Rabindranath Tagore
your sweet limbs with that little red tunic? You have come out in the morning to play in the courtyard, tottering and tumbling as you run. But who was it coloured that little frock, my child? What is it makes you laugh, my little life-bud? Mother smiles at you standing on the threshold. She claps […]
The Source by Rabindranath Tagore
it comes? Yes, there is a rumour that it has its dwelling where, in the fairy village among shadows of the forest dimly lit with glow-worms, there hang two shy buds of enchantment. From there it comes to kiss baby’s eyes. The smile that flickers on baby’s lips when he sleeps-does anybody know where it […]
The Sailor by Rabindranath Tagore
It is uselessly laden with jute, and has been lying there idle for ever so long. If he would only lend me his boat, I should man her with a hundred oars, and hoist sails, five or six or seven. I should never steer her to stupid markets. I should sail the seven seas and […]
The Recall by Rabindranath Tagore
The night is dark now, and I call for her, “Come back, my darling; the world is asleep; and no one would know, if you came for a moment while stars are gazing at stars.” She went away when the trees were in bud and the spring was young. Now the flowers are in high […]
The Rainy Day by Rabindranath Tagore
forest. O child, do not go out! The palm trees in a row by the lake are smiting their heads against the dismal sky; the crows with their dragged wings are silent on the tamarind branches, and the eastern bank of the river is haunted by a deepening gloom. Our cow is lowing loud, ties […]
The Lotus by Rabindranath Tagore
and I knew it not. My basket was empty and the flower remained unheeded. Only now and again a sadness fell upon me, and I started up from my dream and felt a sweet trace of a strange fragrance in the south wind. That vague sweetness made my heart ache with longing and it seemed […]
The Little Big Man by Rabindranath Tagore
as old as my father is. My teacher will come and say, “It is late, bring your slate and your books.” I shall tell him, ” Do you not know I am as big as father? And I must not have lessons any more.” My master will wonder and say, “He can leave his books […]
The Land of the Exile by Rabindranath Tagore
the time is. There is no fun in my play, so I have come to you. It is Saturday, our holiday. Leave off your work, mother; sit here by the window and tell me where the desert of Tepantar in the fairy tale is. The shadow of the rains has covered the day from end […]
The Judge by Rabindranath Tagore
I do not love him because he is good, but because he is my little child. How should you know how dear he can be when you try to weigh his merits against his faults? When I must punish him he becomes all the more a part of my being. When I cause his tears […]
The Journey by Rabindranath Tagore
and the flowers were all merry by the roadside; and the wealth of gold was scattered through the rift of the clouds while we busily went on our way and paid no heed. We sang no glad songs nor played; we went not to the village for barter; we spoke not a word nor smiled; […]
The Hero by Rabindranath Tagore
strange and dangerous country. You are riding in a palanquin and I am trotting by you on a red horse. It is evening and the sun goes down. The waste of Joradighi lies wan and grey before us. The land is desolate and barren. You are frightened and thinking-“I know not where we have come […]
The Gift by Rabindranath Tagore
stream of the world. Our lives will be carried apart, and our love forgotten. But I am not so foolish as to hope that I could buy your heart with my gifts. Young is your life, your path long, and you drink the love we bring you at one draught and turn and run away […]
The Gardener XXXVIII: My Love, Once upon a Time by Rabindranath Tagore
launched a great epic in his mind. Alas, I was not careful, and it struck your ringing anklets and came to grief. It broke up into scraps of songs and lay scattered at your feet. All my cargo of the stories of old wars was tossed by the laughing waves and soaked in tears and […]
The Gardener XXXIV: Do Not Go, My Love by Rabindranath Tagore
my leave. I have watched all night, and now my eyes are heavy with sleep. I fear lest I lose you when I’m sleeping. Do not go, my love, without asking my leave. I start up and stretch my hands to touch you. I ask myself, “Is it a dream?” Could I but entangle your […]
The Gardener XXVIII: Your Questioning Eyes by Rabindranath Tagore
seek to know my meaning as the moon would fathom the sea. I have bared my life before your eyes from end to end, with nothing hidden or held back. That is why you know me not. If it were only a gem, I could break it into a hundred pieces and string them into […]
The Gardener XXIV: Do Not Keep to Yourself by Rabindranath Tagore
your heart, my friend! Say it to me, only to me, in secret. You who smile so gently, softly whisper, my heart will hear it, not my ears. The night is deep, the house is silent, the birds’ nests are shrouded with sleep. Speak to me through hesitating tears, through faltering smiles, through sweet shame […]
The Gardener XXII: When She Passed by Me by Rabindranath Tagore
steps, the end of her skirt touched me. From the unknown island of a heart came a sudden warm breath of spring. A flutter of a flitting touch brushed me and vanished in a moment, like a torn flower petal blown in the breeze. It fell upon my heart like a sigh of her body […]
The Gardener XXI: Why Did He Choose by Rabindranath Tagore
door, the wandering youth, when the day dawned? As I come in and out I pass by him every time, and my eyes are caught by his face. I know not if I should speak to him or keep silent. Why did he choose to come to my door? The cloudy nights in July are […]