WARM POEMS

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If Only I Could, I Would

If only I could, I would

My mnd roaming with yr name on it
My mind taking a flashback on u,on us
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Maite Lemekwane

Maite Lemekwane
Relentless Nights

As i turn on the yellow bulb
you spread out your arms
to wrap me up
You are warm!
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Meetali Sharma

Meetali Sharma
Dreams Of Love

Dreams

Thoughts of love were just dreams
The word love WS jst agony on its own
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Maite Lemekwane

Maite Lemekwane
The Sonnets Cliv - The Little Love-god Lying Once Asleep

The little Love-god lying once asleep,
Laid by his side his heart-inflaming brand,
Whilst many nymphs that vow'd chaste life to keep
Came tripping by; but in her maiden hand
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William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare
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
Indifference

I said,-for Love was laggard, O, Love was slow to come,-
“I'll hear his step and know his step when I am warm in bed;
But I'll never leave my pillow, though there be some
As would let him in-and take him in with tears!” I said.
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Edna St. Vincent Millay

Edna St. Vincent Millay
African Sun

When I was four years old
My village mates and I
Used to gossip
About the African sun
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Ibrahim Bangura[cleffy]

Ibrahim Bangura[cleffy]
A Smuggler's Song

If you wake at midnight, and hear a horse's feet,
Don't go drawing back the blind, or looking in the street.
Them that ask no questions isn't told a lie.
Watch the wall, my darling, while the Gentlemen go by!
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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
Sonnet 002: When Forty Winters Shall Besiege Thy Brow

When forty winters shall besiege thy brow,
And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field,
Thy youth's proud livery so gazed on now,
Will be a tattered weed of small worth held.
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William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare
Haiku

winter chilly rains
in the kitchen warm and cosy
need herbs from garden.

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Salma Hatim

Salma Hatim
Poor Robin

Now when the primrose makes a splendid show,
And lilies face the March-winds in full blow,
And humbler growths as moved with one desire
Put on, to welcome spring, their best attire,
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William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth
Wish I Have

Wish I have words to described the way you makes me feel, the way you impacted upon my life, the way you comfort my heart, the way you sooth my mind and my body.

Wish I have the humor to always make you smile, to make you shine, to make you twinkled like a star light, to make those dimples say here am I.

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Mark Burrell

Mark Burrell
Love Is Beautiful

Love is beautiful,
Undescribable, magical.
When hearts become insatiable,
Touches warm and uncontrollable.
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Az Mo

Az Mo
Jobson's Amen

"Blessed be the English and all their ways and works.
Cursed be the Infidels, Hereticks, and Turks!"
"Amen," quo' Jobson, "but where I used to lie
Was neither Candle, Bell nor Book to curse my brethren by,
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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
Do I Love You?

I do not love you

So don't even try to think for a single moment that

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Anchal Ashi Baniparsadh

Anchal Ashi Baniparsadh
My Mother, Me And Our Special Moment

My world is small, restricted,
I wake up, it's warm and darkness,
I'm floating in the water, but i dont feel coldness,
I feel loved and protected.
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Cristina Teodor

Cristina Teodor
Have You Forgotten?

Have you forgotten how one Summer night
We wandered forth together with the moon,
While warm winds hummed to us a sleepy tune?
Have you forgotten how you praised both light
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Christina Rossetti

Christina Rossetti
The Spider And The Fly

“Will you walk into my parlor?”
Said a spider to a fly;
“'Tis the prettiest little parlor
That ever you did spy.
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Mary Howitt

Mary Howitt
Gone Not Forever

You gone?
Tell him to love you harder,
Never strike your head deeper,
Not walk away when you shout,
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Brian Dredan

Brian Dredan
Our End

Hot streaks of white rolls down my cheek

As he holds me ever so close to his heart
The beat of it is like a sweet lullaby reminding me how much he loves me
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Morgan Mccane

Morgan Mccane
Life

A crust of bread and a corner to sleep in,
A minute to smile and an hour to weep in,
A pint of joy to a peck of trouble,
And never a laugh but the moans come double;
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Paul Laurence Dunbar

Paul Laurence Dunbar
In Port

Last, to the chamber where I lie
My fearful footsteps patter nigh,
And come out from the cold and gloom
Into my warm and cheerful room.
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Robert Louis Stevenson

Robert Louis Stevenson
Excelsior

The shades of night were falling fast,
As through an Alpine village passed
A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice,
A banner with the strange device-
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Waring

I

What's become of Waring
Since he gave us all the slip,
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Robert Browning

Robert Browning
Two Old Houses

Away from mismatched buildings which seems to go on above the 7th heaven with perfect shape and structure yet with poorest enlightenment, there is a pretty yet petty little small town at the edge of the waters.
Away from cold hearts handling warm coffee sitting in crisp winter air, there is a town with warm hearts handling cold coffee in peaceful summer air.
A bit too far away from here in that pretty little town, there is a street with perfect enlightenment and finally in that street, there stands two houses proudly facing each other since 1987.
One house Is bold white and the other one is dull black with same structure, same kind of tulips in their garden which sway slightly in the same air as they nod each other greetings in the morning.
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Riya Saluja

Riya Saluja
My Father

A father I know but never knew
A father who was there but not really there
He stood there like an angel
Who was noticed
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Thando Victoria

Thando Victoria
The Child World

The child world is a wondrous world,
For there the flags of hate are furled,
And there the imps of wickedness
Cause neither sorrow nor distress.
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Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest
Independence Day

WHAT does it all mean anyway,
Noise of cannon and boom of gun,
Deafening, colorful fire display
Starting in with the rising sun?
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Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest
Song Of Seventy Horses

Once again the Steamer at Calais, the tackles
Easing the car-trays on to the quay. Release her!
Sign-refill, and let me away with my horses
(Seventy Thundering Horses!)
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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
Venus And Adonis

Even as the sun with purple-coloured face
Had ta'en his last leave of the weeping morn,
Rose-cheeked Adonis hied him to the chase;
Hunting he loved, but love he laughed to scorn.
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William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare
The Mountain

The mountain held the town as in a shadow
I saw so much before I slept there once:
I noticed that I missed stars in the west,
Where its black body cut into the sky.
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Robert Frost

Robert Frost
A Little Bread'a Crust'a Crumb

159

A little bread-a crust-a crumb-
A little trust-a demijohn-
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
Still-life

Through the open French window the warm sun
Lights up the polished breakfast-table, laid
Round a bowl of crimson roses, for one -
A service of Worcester porcelain, arrayed
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Elizabeth Daryush
Leda

Where the slow river
meets the tide,
a red swan lifts red wings
and darker beak,
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Hilda Doolittle
Metho Drinker

Under the death of winter's leaves he lies
who cried to Nothing and the terrible night
to be his home and bread. 'O take from me
the weight and waterfall ceaseless Time
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Judith Wright
To The Unknown Goddess

Will you conquer my heart with your beauty; my sould going out from afar?
Shall I fall to your hand as a victim of crafty and cautions shikar?

Have I met you and passed you already, unknowing, unthinking and blind?
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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
The Traitors

Them with overhanging brows
Are the traitors to ourselves
Who hang with dauntless breast
And sail a ship of gossip
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Benjamin Chikezie

Benjamin Chikezie
A Smuggler's Song

If you wake at midnight, and hear a horse's feet,
Don't go drawing back the blind, or looking in the street.
Them that ask no questions isn't told a lie.
Watch the wall, my darling, while the Gentlemen go by!
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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
The Rose-bud

'See, Daphne, see!' Florelio cried,
'And learn the sad effects of pride;
Yon shelter'd rose, how safe conceal'd!
How quickly blasted when reveal'd!
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William Shenstone
The Female Exile

Written at Brighthelmstone in Nov. 1792.
NOVEMBER'S chill blast on the rough beach is howling,
The surge breaks afar, and then foams to the shore,
Dark clouds o'er the sea gather heavy and scowling,
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Charlotte Smith
The Voice

I dreamed a Voice, of one God-authorised,
Cried loudly throâ?? the world, â??Disarm! Disarm! â??
And there was consernation in the camps;
And men who strutted under braid and lace
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox
How Fortunate The Man With None

From the play 'Mother Courage'

You saw sagacious Solomon
You know what came of him,
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Bertolt Brecht
Welcome Son

I welcome you my son on earth
More especially in this continent of Africa
In a village of which her people are only warm to foreigners
Feel free my son, I am here for you
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Blessed-grant Rodi

Blessed-grant Rodi
Endymion: Book I

ENDYMION.

A Poetic Romance.

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John Keats

John Keats
Religio Laici

Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars
To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers,
Is reason to the soul; and as on high,
Those rolling fires discover but the sky
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John Dryden

John Dryden
An Episode

Along the narrow Moorish street
A blue-eyed soldier strode.
(Ah, well-a-day)
Veiled from her lashes to her feet
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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
A Year Ago

I'm sitting by the fire tonight,
The cat purrs on the rug;
The room's abrim with rosy light,
Suavely soft and snug;
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Robert Service

Robert Service
A Working Party

Three hours ago he blundered up the trench,
Sliding and poising, groping with his boots;
Sometimes he tripped and lurched against the walls
With hands that pawed the sodden bags of chalk.
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Siegfried Sassoon

Siegfried Sassoon
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,
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Rupert Brooke

Rupert Brooke