WORRY POEMS

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Beautiful Times

It was beautiful when things
Were normal between you and me.
When there were meaning to greetings,
When you spoke without a worry.
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Az Mo

Az Mo
A Reason To Smile

God has given me a reason to smile
My dream has traversed more than a mile

God has given me a reason to laugh
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Ey Okilo

Ey Okilo
Forgotten Boyhood

He wears a long and solemn face
And drives the children from his place;
He doesn't like to hear them shout
Or race and run and romp about,
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Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest
Vellore Days

Two pairs of notebook, four pairs of dress,
Matching top with footwear was a worry, BUT there was no stress.

Waking up for 8 Am class was hard, running to SJT was a pain,
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Roshni Kumari

Roshni Kumari
Wounded

Is it not strange? A year ago to-day,
With scarce a thought beyond the hum-drum round,
I did my decent job and earned my pay;
Was averagely happy, I'll be bound.
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Robert Service

Robert Service
Joy

I never knew the joy of getting home,
I never knew how fast a heart could beat;
I never tasted joy,
Till the day my little boy
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Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest
Gazing Upon Your Unwind Dreams

Weary I am, listen you all those hearing me,
Here I stand ahead, not with delightful heart.
In dejection I exclaim, pay back my sweats-
And all those span I bestowed for felicity.
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Santosh Kumar

Santosh Kumar
On Living

I

Living is no laughing matter:
you must live with great seriousness
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Nazim Hikmet
Young Fellow My Lad

“Where are you going, Young Fellow My Lad,
On this glittering morn of May?”
“I'm going to join the Colours, Dad;
They're looking for men, they say.”
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Robert Service

Robert Service
Fear Of The Inexplicable

xistence of the individual; the relationship between
one human being and another has also been cramped by it,
as though it had been lifted out of the riverbed of
endless possibilities and set down in a fallow spot on the
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Rainer Maria Rilke
Carpe Diem

Yesterday is gone, tomorrow is still to come,
Present is intermediate of yesterday & tomorrow,
What we are today is accumulated effect of yesterday,
Present is a gateway to future,
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Norbu Dorji

Norbu Dorji
Burning Like A Candle

My emotions are hard to handle
cause now i am burning like a candle.
I showed you light even in the darkest turn
but i never asked something in return.
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Faded Black

Faded Black
Take Me There By Reatlegile "cea" Marumolwa

Take me there
I will give you what you seek
I will help you to help yourself with this loose change
I will pay before I reach my destination
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Reatlegile Marumolwa

Reatlegile Marumolwa
A Choice

Sure, they get stubborn at times; they worry and
fret us a lot,
But I'd rather be crossed by a glad little boy
and frequently worried than not.
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Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest
Romance

In Paris on a morn of May
I sent a radio transalantic
To catch a steamer on the way,
But oh the postal fuss was frantic;
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Robert Service

Robert Service
A Blue Valentine

(For Aline)


Monsignore,
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Joyce Kilmer

Joyce Kilmer
A True Account Of Talking To The Sun On Fire Island

y! I've been
trying to wake you up for fifteen
minutes. Don't be so rude, you are
only the second poet I've ever chosen
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Frank O'hara
Which Are You?

There are two kinds of people on earth to-day;
Just two kinds of people, no more, I say.

Not the sinner and saint, for it's well understood,
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox
The Self We Share

Thirst is angry with water. Hunger bitter
with bread.

The cave wants nothing to do with the sun.
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Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
Connoisseurs

O look at the horses and people!
How they hurry and trample and fight!
And the smoke blowing over the steeple,--
O look, how the guns shine bright!
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Celia Thaxter

Celia Thaxter
Beauty And Files

I don't know what is the vice I 'er own
Yet, forbidden stars'-light can't shed my light
Mine own is all too heavy, I swen
So a ministerial marked the school
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Pijush Biswas

Pijush Biswas
The Iliad: Book 03

When the companies were thus arrayed, each under its own captain,
the Trojans advanced as a flight of wild fowl or cranes that scream
overhead when rain and winter drive them over the flowing waters of
Oceanus to bring death and destruction on the Pygmies, and they
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Homer
The Great Hunger

I
Clay is the word and clay is the flesh
Where the potato-gatherers like mechanised scarecrows move
Along the side-fall of the hill - Maguire and his men.
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Patrick Kavanagh
The Sad Mother

Sleep, sleep, my beloved,
without worry, without fear,
although my soul does not sleep,
although I do not rest.
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Gabriela Mistral
The Surfer

He thrust his joy against the weight of the sea;
climbed through, slid under those long banks of
foam--
(hawthorn hedges in spring, thorns in the face stinging).
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Judith Wright
Does It Matter?

Does it matter?-losing your leg? …
For people will always be kind,
And you need not show that you mind
When the others come in after hunting
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Siegfried Sassoon

Siegfried Sassoon
The Key (a Moorish Romance)

'On the east coast, towards Tunis, the Moors still preserve the key of their ancestors' houses in Spain; to which country they still express the hopes of one day returning and again planting the crescent on the ancient walls of the Alhambra.'
â??Scott's
Travels in Morocco and Algiers.

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Thomas Hood

Thomas Hood
Happiness

Happiness is not being rich
But enjoying what’s within our reach
That is happiness
Living a life blameless
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Lewis Wamwanda

Lewis Wamwanda
The Hunting Of The Snark

Dedication

Inscribed to a dear Child:
in memory of golden summer hours
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Lewis Carroll

Lewis Carroll
The Odyssey: Book 17

When the child of morning, rosy-fingered Dawn, appeared,
Telemachus bound on his sandals and took a strong spear that suited
his hands, for he wanted to go into the city. “Old friend,” said he to
the swineherd, “I will now go to the town and show myself to my
.....

Homer
What Our Dead Do

Jan came this morning
â??I dreamt of my father
he says

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Zbigniew Herbert
Raise The Shade

raise the shade
will youse dearie?
rain
wouldn't that
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E. E. Cummings

E. E. Cummings
The Crow

I

My friend and neighbor through the year,
Self-appointed overseer
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John Burroughs
Vers De Societe

This chain of white arms round the room-
The demon waltz-bewilders me:
Or am I drunk with this good wine?
Vive la compagnie!
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Elizabeth Stoddard

Elizabeth Stoddard
The Three Bares

Ma tried to wash her garden slacks but couldn't get 'em clean
And so she thought she'd soak 'em in a bucket o' benzine.
It worked all right. She wrung 'em out then wondered what she'd do
With all that bucket load of high explosive residue.
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Robert Service

Robert Service
Village Virtue

Jenny was my first sweetheart;
Poor lass! she was none too smart.
Though I swore she'd never rue it,
She would never let me do it.
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Robert Service

Robert Service
Johnnie's First Moose

De cloud is hide de moon, but dere's plain-
tee light above,
Steady Johnnie, steady-kip your head down
low,
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William Henry Drummond
The Wild Knight

A dark manor-house shuttered and unlighted, outlined against a pale
sunset: in front a large, but neglected, garden. To the right, in the
foreground, the porch of a chapel, with coloured windows lighted. Hymns
within.
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G. K. Chesterton

G. K. Chesterton
The Housekeeper

I let myself in at the kitchen door.
“It's you,” she said. “I can't get up. Forgive me
Not answering your knock. I can no more
Let people in than I can keep them out.
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Robert Frost

Robert Frost
The Journey

Anghiari is medieval, a sleeve sloping down
A steep hill, suddenly sweeping out
To the edge of a cliff, and dwindling.
But far up the mountain, behind the town,
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James Arlington Wright
Right Here At Home

Right here at home, boys, in old Hoosierdom,
Where strangers allus joke us when they come,
And brag o' _their_ old States and interprize--
Yit _settle_ here; and 'fore they realize,
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James Whitcomb Riley
Fair Annie

(Child, Part III., p. 69.)


“It's narrow, narrow, make your bed,
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Andrew Lang

Andrew Lang
Cassidy's Epitaph

Here lies a bloke who's just gone West,
A Number One Australian;
He took his gun and did his best
To mitigate the alien.
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Banjo Paterson
Fault

In the airport bar, I tell my mother not to worry.
No one ever tripped and fell into the San Andreas
Fault. But as she dabs at her dry eyes, I remember
those old movies where the earth does open.
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Ronald Koertge
Distichs

I.

Wisely a woman prefers to a lover a man who neglects her.
This one may love her some day, some day the lover will not.
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John Hay

John Hay
As I Walked Out One Evening

As I walked out one evening,
Walking down Bristol Street,
The crowds upon the pavement
Were fields of harvest wheat.
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W. H. Auden

W. H. Auden
Lines, On Startling A Rabbit.

Whew! - Tha'rt in a famous hurry!
Awm nooan baan to try to catch thi!
Aw've noa dogs wi' me to worry
Thee poor thing, - aw like to watch thi.
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John Hartley
My Cats

I know. I know.
they are limited, have different
needs and
concerns.
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Charles Bukowski
Madam's Past History

My name is Johnson--
Madam Alberta K.
The Madam stands for business.
I'm smart that way.
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Langston Hughes

Langston Hughes
Home And The Baby

Home was never home before,
Till the baby came.
Love no golden jewels wore,
Till the baby came.
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Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest