DUST POEMS

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Let You Not Say Of Me When I Am Old

Let you not say of me when I am old,
In pretty worship of my withered hands
Forgetting who I am, and how the sands
Of such a life as mine run red and gold
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Edna St. Vincent Millay

Edna St. Vincent Millay
What Is Love

The funny humanity of today breaks hearts
All we want is to be seen in the internet
All she wants is to wear an expensive ring
My heart is pure yet she forgets that
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Ibthlhal Abdul

Ibthlhal Abdul
Journey

Ah, could I lay me down in this long grass
And close my eyes, and let the quiet wind
Blow over me-I am so tired, so tired
Of passing pleasant places! All my life,
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Edna St. Vincent Millay

Edna St. Vincent Millay
Looking Forward

Sleep, let me sleep, for I am sick of care;
Sleep, let me sleep, for my pain wearies me.
Shut out the light; thicken the heavy air
With drowsy incense; let a distant stream
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Christina Rossetti

Christina Rossetti
My Perfect Dust

Dust that you are

I cherished and watered you
Not knowing that you soon to be dust
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Maite Lemekwane

Maite Lemekwane
Interim

The room is full of you!-As I came in
And closed the door behind me, all at once
A something in the air, intangible,
Yet stiff with meaning, struck my senses sick!-
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Edna St. Vincent Millay

Edna St. Vincent Millay
Studio Composition

Cup of Words

Crystal sphere sitting
Before child like statue
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Joseph Mayo Wristen
What If's

I hope to dust off sleep from my mind,
and think of you instead.

"If I raised my glass of liver toxins ,
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Yasmina Arbid

Yasmina Arbid
I Have Never Seen

175

I have never seen "Volcanoes"â??
But, when Travellers tell
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
Dust Is The Only Secret

153

Dust is the only Secret—
Death, the only One
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
Iam A Poet

Iam a poet
i have been writing for a while
for both the black and white,
of late none of my literature
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Francis Ngwenya

Francis Ngwenya
Out, Out'

The buzz-saw snarled and rattled in the yard
And made dust and dropped stove-length sticks of wood,
Sweet-scented stuff when the breeze drew across it.
And from there those that lifted eyes could count
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Robert Frost

Robert Frost
A Song In The Desert

Friend, thou beholdest the lightning? Who has the charge of it,
To decree which rock-ridge shall receive, shall be chosen for targe of it?
Which crown among palms shall go down, by the thunderbolt broken;
While the floods drown the sere wadis where no bud is token?
.....
Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
What I Miss

I miss the taste of wine,
Cakes with cherries on top.
I miss the dust on a line
Which never seemed enough.
.....
Az Mo

Az Mo
Intention

Acting rude for betterment of someone,
It may seem very bad externally,
Objectives behind rudeness is the correction,
Obscured to see & perceive sometime.
.....
Norbu Dorji

Norbu Dorji
Eve

“While I sit at the door
Sick to gaze within
Mine eye weepeth sore
For sorrow and sin:
.....
Christina Rossetti

Christina Rossetti
The Sack Of The Gods

Strangers drawn from the ends of the earth, jewelled and plumed were we;
I was Lord of the Inca race, and she was Queen of the Sea.
Under the stars beyond our stars where the new-forged meteors glow,
Hotly we stormed Valhalla, a million years ago!
.....
Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
A Drop Fell On The Apple Tree

794

A Drop Fell on the Apple Tree-
Another-on the Roof-
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
Christmas In India

Dim dawn behind the tamerisks-the sky is saffron-yellow-
As the women in the village grind the corn,
And the parrots seek the riverside, each calling to his fellow
That the Day, the staring Easter Day is born.
.....
Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
All For Me

All for me the bumble-bee
Drones his song in the perfect weather;
And, just on purpose to sing to me,
Thrush and blue-bird came North together.
.....
Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox
The Flowers

Day after day,
At spring's return,
I watch my flowers, how they burn
Their lives away.
.....
Aldous Huxley

Aldous Huxley
News From Babylon

“Archaeologists have discovered a love-letter among the ruins
of Babylon.”-Newspaper report.

The world hath just one tale to tell, and it is very old,
.....
Don Marquis

Don Marquis
A Legend Of Truth

Once on a time, the ancient legends tell,
Truth, rising from the bottom of her well,
Looked on the world, but, hearing how it lied,
Returned to her seclusion horrified.
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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
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

Ezra Pound
Dust In The Winds

God had said okay
but the devil stood in the way
the fortune teller smiled
pointing a finger at the moon
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Malagala Umar

Malagala Umar
A Blockhead

Before me lies a mass of shapeless days,
Unseparated atoms, and I must
Sort them apart and live them. Sifted dust
Covers the formless heap. Reprieves, delays,
.....
Amy Lowell

Amy Lowell
I Lost My Diamond

I lost my diamond
While I was busy collecting stones
That had no value
Yesterday I was busy ,
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Senty De Poet

Senty De Poet
Vengeance

*VENGEANCE*
*NATURES TOOK UP ARMS*

Suddenly, the sun went abode
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Paciolo Pen Saint

Paciolo Pen Saint
Ford O' Kabul River

Kabul town's by Kabul river --
Blow the bugle, draw the sword --
There I lef' my mate for ever,
Wet an' drippin' by the ford.
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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
Pear Tree

Silver dust
lifted from the earth,
higher than my arms reach,
you have mounted.
.....

Hilda Doolittle
Advent

We have tested and tasted too much, lover-
Through a chink too wide there comes in no wonder.
But here in the Advent-darkened room
Where the dry black bread and the sugarless tea
.....

Patrick Kavanagh
From The 'antigone'

Overcome -- O bitter sweetness,
Inhabitant of the soft cheek of a girl --
The rich man and his affairs,
The fat flocks and the fields' fatness,
.....
William Butler Yeats

William Butler Yeats
D E A T H

Death is but a second stage
Sanctified by God for eternal bliss.
A stage in paradise with a dulcet slumber,
That everyone get ere the judgement.
.....
Santosh Kumar

Santosh Kumar
Smart

Being clean, tidy & well dressed,
Is a outer sense,
Clever, sharp, & intelligent
Is an inner understanding of smart.
.....
Norbu Dorji

Norbu Dorji
The New Wall And The New Colossus.

LAZARUS! In silence you lie
Beneath the dust of ancient scrolls,
Whilst your art ; The mother of exiles
Dines in the womb of time demarcated.
.....
Dauda Tholley

Dauda Tholley
Bénédiction (benediction)

Lorsque, par un décret des puissances suprêmes,
Le Poète apparaît en ce monde ennuyé,
Sa mère épouvantée et pleine de blasphèmes
Crispe ses poings vers Dieu, qui la prend en pitié:
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Charles Baudelaire

Charles Baudelaire
Cultural Exchange

In the Quarter of the Negroes
Where the doors are doors of paper
Dust of dingy atoms
Blows a scratchy sound.
.....
Langston Hughes

Langston Hughes
The Royal Tombs Of Golconda

I MUSE among these silent fanes
Whose spacious darkness guards your dust;
Around me sleep the hoary plains
That hold your ancient wars in trust.
.....

Sarojini Naidu
Two Children

Give me your hand, oh little one!
Like children be we two;
Yet I am old, my day is done
That barely breaks for you.
.....
Robert Service

Robert Service
From The Masjid-al-aqsa Of Sayyid Ahmed (wahabi

Not with an outcry to Allah nor any complaining
He answered his name at the muster and stood to the chaining.
When the twin anklets were nipped on the leg-bars that held them,
He brotherly greeted the armourers stooping to weld them.
.....
Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
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-
.....

Judith Wright
Medusa

As drear and barren as the glooms of Death,
It lies, a windless land of livid dawns,
Nude to a desolate firmament, with hills
That seem the gibbous bones of the mummied Earth,
.....

Clark Ashton Smith
For The Birthday Of Edgar Allan Poe

(January 19, 1909)

Poet of doom, dementia, and death,
Of beauty singing in a charnel house,
.....

Richard Le Gallienne
Tiare Tahiti

Mamua, when our laughter ends,
And hearts and bodies, brown as white,
Are dust about the doors of friends,
Or scent ablowing down the night,
.....
Rupert Brooke

Rupert Brooke
Two Roses

A humble wild-rose, pink and slender,
Was plucked and placed in a bright bouquet,
Beside a Jacqueminotâ??s royal splendour,
And both in my ladyâ??s boudoir lay.
.....
Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox
No Greater Than Death

Death is leveller,
Nothing is greater than death,
Prophets cant escape,
King bows down,
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Norbu Dorji

Norbu Dorji
Voronezh

For Osip Mandelstam

And the town is frozen solid in a vice,
Trees, walls, snow, beneath a glass.
.....

Anna Akhmatova
The Tower

It was deep night, and over Jerusalem's low roofs
The moon floated, drifting through high vaporous woofs.
The moonlight crept and glistened silent, solemn, sweet,
Over dome and column, up empty, endless street;
.....

Robert Nichols
Much In Little

Amid the iris and the rose,
The honeysuckle and the bay,
The wild earth for a moment goes
In dust or weed another way.
.....

Yvor Winters
Dust-sealed

I know not wherefore, but mine eyes
See bloom, where other eyes see blight.
They find a rainbow, a sunrise,
Where others but discern deep night.
.....
Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox