AUTUMN POEMS
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Seasons Of Life
Gazing at the breezy night
Empty or lack of immense sunlight
And the onset of Winters shined
Though reflecting warmth of mankind
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Kritika Prasad
Gazing at the breezy night
Empty or lack of immense sunlight
And the onset of Winters shined
Though reflecting warmth of mankind
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Kritika Prasad
The Promise
I'm glad these feelings inside stayed
For me to look back at those days.
When we didn't think of times being late,
When the heart shaped stars were our place.
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Az Mo
I'm glad these feelings inside stayed
For me to look back at those days.
When we didn't think of times being late,
When the heart shaped stars were our place.
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Az Mo
Sonnet Xxv
Before I loved you, love, nothing was my own:
I wavered through the streets, among
Objects:
Nothing mattered or had a name:
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Pablo Neruda
Before I loved you, love, nothing was my own:
I wavered through the streets, among
Objects:
Nothing mattered or had a name:
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Pablo Neruda
The Corn Song
Heap high the farmer's wintry hoard!
Heap high the golden corn!
No richer gift has Autumn poured
From out her lavish horn!
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John Greenleaf Whittier
Heap high the farmer's wintry hoard!
Heap high the golden corn!
No richer gift has Autumn poured
From out her lavish horn!
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John Greenleaf Whittier
Sweet Nature
Nature sweet nature,
It is heaven's premier treasure.
The Sun that energize all,
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Dr. Nitesh A
Nature sweet nature,
It is heaven's premier treasure.
The Sun that energize all,
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Dr. Nitesh A
Indian Summer
Along the line of smoky hills
The crimson forest stands,
And all the day the blue-jay calls
Throughout the autumn lands.
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William Wilfred Campbell
Along the line of smoky hills
The crimson forest stands,
And all the day the blue-jay calls
Throughout the autumn lands.
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William Wilfred Campbell
Alone
From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were-I have not seen
As others saw-I could not bring
My passions from a common spring-
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Edgar Allan Poe
From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were-I have not seen
As others saw-I could not bring
My passions from a common spring-
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Edgar Allan Poe
The Voice Of Spring
I am coming, I am coming!
Hark! the honey bee is humming;
See, the lark is soaring high
In the blue and sunny sky,
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Mary Howitt
I am coming, I am coming!
Hark! the honey bee is humming;
See, the lark is soaring high
In the blue and sunny sky,
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Mary Howitt
Remembrances
Summer pleasures they are gone like to visions every one
And the cloudy days of autumn and of winter cometh on
I tried to call them back but unbidden they are gone
Far away from heart and eye and for ever far away
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John Clare
Summer pleasures they are gone like to visions every one
And the cloudy days of autumn and of winter cometh on
I tried to call them back but unbidden they are gone
Far away from heart and eye and for ever far away
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John Clare
The River-merchant's Wife: A Letter
After Li Po
While my hair was still cut straight
across my forehead
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Ezra Pound
After Li Po
While my hair was still cut straight
across my forehead
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Ezra Pound
Meaning Of Poem
The feelings of my heart,
The way of expressing,
Are poetry
In the area of snuffery,
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Murari Lal
The feelings of my heart,
The way of expressing,
Are poetry
In the area of snuffery,
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Murari Lal
Short Speech To My Friends
A political art, let it be
tenderness, low strings the fingers
touch, or the width of autumn
climbing wider avenues, among the virtue
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Amiri Baraka
A political art, let it be
tenderness, low strings the fingers
touch, or the width of autumn
climbing wider avenues, among the virtue
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Amiri Baraka
Early Autumn
With half-hearted levies of frost that make foray,
retire, and refrain-
Ambiguous bugles that blow and that falter to
silence again-
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Don Marquis
With half-hearted levies of frost that make foray,
retire, and refrain-
Ambiguous bugles that blow and that falter to
silence again-
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Don Marquis
Chinar In Tears
CHINAR IN TEARS
An old but elegant Chinar tree
Wonderfully red in autumn
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Mohammad Younus
CHINAR IN TEARS
An old but elegant Chinar tree
Wonderfully red in autumn
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Mohammad Younus
If Hope
If hope grew on a bush,
And joy grew on a tree,
What a nosegay for the plucking
There would be!
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Christina Rossetti
If hope grew on a bush,
And joy grew on a tree,
What a nosegay for the plucking
There would be!
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Christina Rossetti
A Mother's Wail
The sweet young Spring walks over the earth,
It flushes and glows on moor and lea;
The birds are singing in careless mirth,
The brook flows cheerily on to the sea;
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
The sweet young Spring walks over the earth,
It flushes and glows on moor and lea;
The birds are singing in careless mirth,
The brook flows cheerily on to the sea;
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Poems For Piraye (9 To 10 O—clock Poems)
Remembering you is good
in prison
amid the news
of victory and death
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Nazim Hikmet
Remembering you is good
in prison
amid the news
of victory and death
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Nazim Hikmet
A Journey
It's a journey . . . that I propose . . . I am not the guide . . . nor technical assistant . . . I will be your fellow passenger . . .
Though the rail has been ridden . . . winter clouds cover . . . autumn's exuberant quilt . . . we must provide our own guide-posts . . .
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Nikki Giovanni
It's a journey . . . that I propose . . . I am not the guide . . . nor technical assistant . . . I will be your fellow passenger . . .
Though the rail has been ridden . . . winter clouds cover . . . autumn's exuberant quilt . . . we must provide our own guide-posts . . .
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Nikki Giovanni
The Roll Of The Kettledrum; Or, The Lay Of The Last Charger
“You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet,
Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone?
Of two such lessons, why forget
The nobler and the manlier one?”-Byron.
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Adam Lindsay Gordon
“You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet,
Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone?
Of two such lessons, why forget
The nobler and the manlier one?”-Byron.
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Adam Lindsay Gordon
Autumn Valentine
In May my heart was breaking-
Oh, wide the wound, and deep!
And bitter it beat at waking,
And sore it split in sleep.
.....
Dorothy Parker
In May my heart was breaking-
Oh, wide the wound, and deep!
And bitter it beat at waking,
And sore it split in sleep.
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Dorothy Parker
South Of My Days
South of my days' circle, part of my blood's country,
rises that tableland, high delicate outline
of bony slopes wincing under the winter,
low trees, blue-leaved and olive, outcropping granite-
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Judith Wright
South of my days' circle, part of my blood's country,
rises that tableland, high delicate outline
of bony slopes wincing under the winter,
low trees, blue-leaved and olive, outcropping granite-
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Judith Wright
The Prairie
The skies are blue above my head,
The prairie green below,
And flickering o'er the tufted grass
The shifting shadows go,
.....
John Hay
The skies are blue above my head,
The prairie green below,
And flickering o'er the tufted grass
The shifting shadows go,
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John Hay
John Barleycorn
There were three kings into the east,
Three kings both great and high,
An' they hae sworn a solemn oath
John Barleycorn should die.
.....
Robert Burns
There were three kings into the east,
Three kings both great and high,
An' they hae sworn a solemn oath
John Barleycorn should die.
.....
Robert Burns
A Song Of Autumn
“Where shall we go for our garlands glad
At the falling of the year,
When the burnt-up banks are yellow and sad,
When the boughs are yellow and sere?
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Adam Lindsay Gordon
“Where shall we go for our garlands glad
At the falling of the year,
When the burnt-up banks are yellow and sad,
When the boughs are yellow and sere?
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Adam Lindsay Gordon
The Sonnets Civ - To Me, Fair Friend, You Never Can Be Old
To me, fair friend, you never can be old,
For as you were when first your eye I ey'd,
Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold,
Have from the forests shook three summers' pride,
.....
William Shakespeare
To me, fair friend, you never can be old,
For as you were when first your eye I ey'd,
Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold,
Have from the forests shook three summers' pride,
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William Shakespeare
Views Of Life
When sinks my heart in hopeless gloom,
And life can shew no joy for me;
And I behold a yawning tomb,
Where bowers and palaces should be;
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Anne Brontë
When sinks my heart in hopeless gloom,
And life can shew no joy for me;
And I behold a yawning tomb,
Where bowers and palaces should be;
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Anne Brontë
The Englishman In Italy
(PIANO DI SORRENTO.)
Fortu, Frotu, my beloved one,
Sit here by my side,
.....
Robert Browning
(PIANO DI SORRENTO.)
Fortu, Frotu, my beloved one,
Sit here by my side,
.....
Robert Browning
Solace.
One Autumn evening, wandering, when the sun was hanging low,
Through a woodland where the music of a streamlet's gentle flow
Commingled with the rustling of the yellow golden leaves,
And the idling breeze's sighing as it floated through the trees,
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George W. Doneghy
One Autumn evening, wandering, when the sun was hanging low,
Through a woodland where the music of a streamlet's gentle flow
Commingled with the rustling of the yellow golden leaves,
And the idling breeze's sighing as it floated through the trees,
.....
George W. Doneghy
Student-song
When Youth's warm heart beats high, my friend,
And Youth's blue sky is bright,
And shines in Youth's clear eye, my friend,
Love's early dawning light,
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John Hay
When Youth's warm heart beats high, my friend,
And Youth's blue sky is bright,
And shines in Youth's clear eye, my friend,
Love's early dawning light,
.....
John Hay
My Last Afternoon With Uncle Devereux Winslow
1922: the stone porch of my Grandfatherâ??s summer house
I
â??I wonâ??t go with you. I want to stay with Grandpa!â?
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Robert Lowell
1922: the stone porch of my Grandfatherâ??s summer house
I
â??I wonâ??t go with you. I want to stay with Grandpa!â?
.....
Robert Lowell
Mary
I.
Who is she, the poor Maniac, whose wildly-fix'd eyes
Seem a heart overcharged to express?
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Robert Southey
I.
Who is she, the poor Maniac, whose wildly-fix'd eyes
Seem a heart overcharged to express?
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Robert Southey
Mazelli: Canto Iii
I.
With plumes to which the dewdrops cling,
Wide waves the morn her golden wing;
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George W. Sands
I.
With plumes to which the dewdrops cling,
Wide waves the morn her golden wing;
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George W. Sands
Summer
Winter is cold-hearted,
Spring is yea and nay,
Autumn is a weathercock
Blown every way:
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Christina Rossetti
Winter is cold-hearted,
Spring is yea and nay,
Autumn is a weathercock
Blown every way:
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Christina Rossetti
Autumn Song
Like a joy on the heart of a sorrow,
   The sunset hangs on a cloud;
A golden storm of glittering sheaves,
Of fair and frail and fluttering leaves,
.....
Sarojini Naidu
Like a joy on the heart of a sorrow,
   The sunset hangs on a cloud;
A golden storm of glittering sheaves,
Of fair and frail and fluttering leaves,
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Sarojini Naidu
Romance
Duet sing their favourite song in soft and tender voice.
Embrace each other in presence of their own fragrance.
Convey affection by producing their faint breeze.
Locking their lips together using tasting buds they relish.
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Memridul
Duet sing their favourite song in soft and tender voice.
Embrace each other in presence of their own fragrance.
Convey affection by producing their faint breeze.
Locking their lips together using tasting buds they relish.
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Memridul
Adonais
I weep for Adonais-he is dead!
O, weep for Adonais! though our tears
Thaw not the frost which binds so dear a head!
And thou, sad Hour, selected from all years
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Percy Bysshe Shelley
I weep for Adonais-he is dead!
O, weep for Adonais! though our tears
Thaw not the frost which binds so dear a head!
And thou, sad Hour, selected from all years
.....
Percy Bysshe Shelley
The Last Walk In Autumn
I.
O'er the bare woods, whose outstretched hands
Plead with the leaden heavens in vain,
I see, beyond the valley lands,
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John Greenleaf Whittier
I.
O'er the bare woods, whose outstretched hands
Plead with the leaden heavens in vain,
I see, beyond the valley lands,
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John Greenleaf Whittier
View From A Height
Sharp wind, towering sky, apes howling mournfully;
untouched island, white sand, birds flying in circles.
Infinite forest, bleakly shedding leaf after leaf;
inexhaustible river, rolling on wave after wave.
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Du Fu
Sharp wind, towering sky, apes howling mournfully;
untouched island, white sand, birds flying in circles.
Infinite forest, bleakly shedding leaf after leaf;
inexhaustible river, rolling on wave after wave.
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Du Fu
Settling
I was welcomed hereâ??clear gold
of late summer, of opening autumn,
the dawn eagle sunning himself on the highest tree,
the mountain revealing herself unclouded, her snow
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Denise Levertov
I was welcomed hereâ??clear gold
of late summer, of opening autumn,
the dawn eagle sunning himself on the highest tree,
the mountain revealing herself unclouded, her snow
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Denise Levertov
My Birthday
A dozen years since in this house what commotion,
What bustle, what stir, and what joyful ado;
Every soul in the family at my devotion,
When into the world I came twelve years ago.
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Charles Lamb
A dozen years since in this house what commotion,
What bustle, what stir, and what joyful ado;
Every soul in the family at my devotion,
When into the world I came twelve years ago.
.....
Charles Lamb
The Man With The Blue Guitar
as green.
They said, 'You have a blue guitar,
You do not play things as they are.'
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Wallace Stevens
as green.
They said, 'You have a blue guitar,
You do not play things as they are.'
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Wallace Stevens
The Mood Of Depression
You dark mouth inside me,
You are strong , shape
Composed of autumn cloud,
And golden evening stillness;
.....
Georg Trakl
You dark mouth inside me,
You are strong , shape
Composed of autumn cloud,
And golden evening stillness;
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Georg Trakl
Spring And Autumn.
Every season hath its pleasures;
Spring may boast her flowery prime,
Yet the vineyard's ruby treasures
Brighten Autumn's soberer time.
.....
Thomas Moore
Every season hath its pleasures;
Spring may boast her flowery prime,
Yet the vineyard's ruby treasures
Brighten Autumn's soberer time.
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Thomas Moore
O Were My Love Yon Lilac Fair
O were my Love yon lilac fair,
Wi' purple blossoms to the spring,
And I a bird to shelter there,
When wearied on my little wing;
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Robert Burns
O were my Love yon lilac fair,
Wi' purple blossoms to the spring,
And I a bird to shelter there,
When wearied on my little wing;
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Robert Burns
Tanka 06
the bucket's water
poured out and gone,
drop by drop
dew drips like pearls
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Masaoka Shiki
the bucket's water
poured out and gone,
drop by drop
dew drips like pearls
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Masaoka Shiki
Dream-love
Young Love lies sleeping
In May-time of the year,
Among the lilies,
Lapped in the tender light:
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Christina Rossetti
Young Love lies sleeping
In May-time of the year,
Among the lilies,
Lapped in the tender light:
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Christina Rossetti
The Outcast
I.
Far, far away, where sunsets weave
Their golden tissues o'er the scene,
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Sam G. Goodrich
I.
Far, far away, where sunsets weave
Their golden tissues o'er the scene,
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Sam G. Goodrich