IGNORE POEMS

Tell Me

Many years ago I was living with depression
And all I wanted was just to be alone
But now I found myself smiling with no reason
Funny that sometimes you're in my imagination
.....

Ma. Cristina Colima

Ants:- They Always Keep Going

This tiny creature,
is a real life miniature.
They're always found working.
They're always found going.
.....

Yash Potbhare

Be You

The more opportunities you give someone,
To be disrespectful towards you,
The more chances are there to lose respect for your own self.
The more you depend on others for getting respect;
.....

Soni Medhi

Tears

Walking through the rain,
I try to forget the pain.
I try to ignore the sting in my eyes,
because I know a strong girl never cries.
.....

Pallavi Deepchand

Candles

They are the last romantics, these candles:
Upside-down hearts of light tipping wax fingers,
And the fingers, taken in by their own haloes,
Grown milky, almost clear, like the bodies of saints.
.....

Sylvia Plath

Amoureuse Du Diable

A Stéphane Mallarmé.


Il parle italien avec un accent russe.
.....

Paul Verlaine

Prosperity

Enlaced with gardened jewelry
My basking villas nest
Where sifted sunshine soothes the eye
And cosy hillocks rest.
.....

Bernard O'dowd

Ione

I

Ah, yes, ‘t is sweet still to remember,
Though 'twere less painful to forget;
.....

Paul Laurence Dunbar

The Flow Of Death

Can u feel it.
The wind blowing.
Your face cloud
Can u feel your soul dying
.....

Nicole Fryer

Ami, Chez Nos Francois

Ami, chez nos Français ma muse voudrait plaire;
Mais j'ai fui la satire à leurs regards si chère.
Le superbe lecteur, toujours content de lui,
Et toujours plus content s'il peut rire d'autrui,
.....

Andre Marie De Chenier

A Letter

I have been wondering
What you are thinking about, and by now suppose
It is certainly not me.
But the crocus is up, and the lark, and the blundering
.....

Anthony Evan Hecht

Success

Oft have I brooded on defeat and pain,
The pathos of the stupid, stumbling throng.
These I ignore to-day and only long
To pour my soul forth in one trumpet strain,
.....

Emma Lazarus

The Parent

Children aren't happy with nothing to ignore,
And that's what parents were created for.


.....

Ogden Nash

Lone Wild Goose

Alone, the wild goose refuses food and drink,
his calls searching for the flock.

Who feels compassion for that single shadow
.....

Du Fu

Magnetism

By the impulse of my will,
By the red flame in my blood,
By me nerves' electric thrill,
By the passion of my mood,
.....

Emma Lazarus

Head Against The Walls

There were only a few of them
In all the earth
Each one thought he was alone
They sang, they were right
.....

Paul Eluard

Ce Siècle Avait Deux Ans

Ce siècle avait deux ans ! Rome remplaçait Sparte,
Déjà Napoléon perçait sous Bonaparte,
Et du premier consul, déjà, par maint endroit,
Le front de l'empereur brisait le masque étroit.
.....

Victor Marie Hugo

The Rush To London

Youâ??re off away to London now,
Where no one dare ignore you,
With Southern laurels on your brow,
And all the world before you.
.....

Henry Lawson

The Night

II
Watchman, what of the night?
See you a streak of light?
Whither, O Captain of the quest,
.....

Ada Cambridge

Since Then

I met Jack Ellis in town to-day --
Jack Ellis -- my old mate, Jack --
Ten years ago, from the Castlereagh,
We carried our swags together away
.....

Henry Lawson

Dream Fable

I saw myself in a wide green garden, more beautiful than I could begin to understand. In this garden was a young girl. I said to her, "How wonderful this place is!"

"Would you like to see a place even more wonderful than this?" she asked.

.....

Rabia Al Basri

A Mademoiselle Louise B. (ii)

I

L'année en s'enfuyant par l'année est suivie.
Encore une qui meurt ! encore un pas du temps ;
.....

Victor Marie Hugo

Insomnia

Now you hear what the house has to say.
Pipes clanking, water running in the dark,
the mortgaged walls shifting in discomfort,
and voices mounting in an endless drone
.....

Dana Gioia

Green Rock, Winthrop Bay

No lame excuses can gloss over
Barge-tar clotted at the tide-line, the wrecked pier.
I should have known better.

.....

Sylvia Plath

Hunter X Hunter: Chimera Ant Arc

I think this one's a blast
To make the story grow fast
I watered it with delight
By watching it day and night
.....

Andrew Eufre Belga

Crucifix In A Deathhand

yes, they begin out in a willow, I think
the starch mountains begin out in the willow
and keep right on going without regard for
pumas and nectarines
.....

Charles Bukowski

A Different Route

Say you have some great objective.
Very well. Be calm, reflective;
Make no vulgar show of vigor; 'tisn't good.
Do not rush the thing directly;
.....

Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis

The Poet Viii

He is a link between this and the coming world.
He is
A pure spring from which all thirsty souls may drink.

.....

Khalil Gibran

L' étranger

-Qui aimes-tu le mieux, homme énigmatique, dis? ton père,
ta mère, ta s«ur ou ton frère?

-Je n'ai ni père, ni mère, ni s«ur, ni frère.
.....

Charles Baudelaire

Yesterday And To-morrow

Yesterday I held your hand,
Reverently I pressed it,
And its gentle yieldingness
From my soul I blessed it.
.....

Paul Laurence Dunbar

Tout Entière (all Of Her)

Le Démon, dans ma chambre haute
Ce matin est venu me voir,
Et, tâchant à me prendre en faute
Me dit: «Je voudrais bien savoir
.....

Charles Baudelaire

Night On The Prairies

NIGHT on the prairies;
The supper is over--the fire on the ground burns low;
The wearied emigrants sleep, wrapt in their blankets:
I walk by myself--I stand and look at the stars, which I think now I
.....

Walt Whitman

The Diary Of An Old Soul: 12 ' December.

1.

I am a little weary of my life-
Not thy life, blessed Father! Or the blood
.....

George Macdonald

Saint Romualdo

I give God thanks that I, a lean old man,
Wrinkled, infirm, and crippled with keen pains
By austere penance and continuous toil,
Now rest in spirit, and possess “the peace
.....

Emma Lazarus

Désormais Le Sage, Puni

I

Désormais le Sage, puni
Pour avoir trop aimé les choses,
.....

Paul Verlaine

La Bonne Chanson

I

Le soleil du matin doucement chauffe et dore.
Les seigles et les blés tout humides encore,
.....

Paul Verlaine

Les Uns Et Les Autres

COMÉDIE DÉDIÉE A

Théodore de Banville.

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Paul Verlaine

Sagesse: Part I

I

Bon chevalier masqué qui chevauche en silence,
Le malheur a percé mon vieux coeur de sa lance.
.....

Paul Verlaine

Françoise And The Fruit Farmer [french] (françoise, Le Paysan Et Les Fruits)

Descendu en ville vendre sa récolte, il la voit,
Françoise, en pantalon d'été,
se tourner vers lui et revenir
palper les prunes gonflées :
.....

James A. Emanuel

The Voices

The rich and fortunate do well to keep silent,
for no one cares to know who and what they are.
But those in need must reveal themselves,
must say: I am blind,
.....

Rainer Maria Rilke

Gold Mouths Cry

Gold mouths cry with the green young
certainty of the bronze boy
remembering a thousand autumns
and how a hundred thousand leaves
.....

Sylvia Plath

The Unsubscriber

Like all children, you were a de facto
Member of the Flat Earth Society,
Believing nothing but what you could see
Or touch or whatever sense led act to
.....

Bill Knott

A 'mute Inglorious Milton'

'O, I'm the Unaverage Man,
But you never have heard of me,
For my brother, the Average Man, outran
My fame with rapiditee,
.....

Ambrose Bierce

Poet As Fisherman [french] (poète Et Pêcheur)

À la pêche aux mots
pour dire ce que je pêche,
ça mord presque, parfois.

.....

James A. Emanuel

Affair With Various Endings

I. Kempton, Pennsylvania

Perhaps the last of the light
lifting this evening from the field of wheat
.....

Kate Northrop

L- à?tranger

-Qui aimes-tu le mieux, homme énigmatique, dis? ton père,
ta mère, ta s«ur ou ton frère?

â??Je nâ??ai ni père, ni mère, ni s«ur, ni frère.
.....

Charles Baudelaire

To An Aged Cut-up, Ii

Chloris lay off the flapper stuff;
What's fit for Pholoë, a fluff,
Is not for Ibycus's wife--
A woman at your time of life!
.....

Franklin Pierce Adams

Ballade Of A Horoscope

Astrology we sing!
Though people don't adore us
The horoscope's the thing
That makes allowance for us:
.....

Christopher Morley

Rhyme-smith

Oh, I was born a lyric babe
(That last word is a bore-
It's only rhyme is astrolabe,”
Whose meaning I ignore.)
.....

Robert Service

Thanksgiving

We walk on starry fields of white
And do not see the daisies;
For blessings common in our sight
We rarely offer praises.
.....

Ella Wheeler Wilcox