YOUNG POEMS

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The Super Hostess

It was as a little child
And one who was very shy
That I first looked at the sky.
Soon enough I started wondering and asking myself
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C K Rawat

C K Rawat
The Sonnets Cli - Love Is Too Young To Know What Conscience Is

Love is too young to know what conscience is,
Yet who knows not conscience is born of love?
Then, gentle cheater, urge not my amiss,
Lest guilty of my faults thy sweet self prove:
.....
William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare
Machineel In A Cassock

The guiltless shepherd
is a collared machineel in a cassock
He bears pretty tasty apples
That accord him innocent and benovelent looks
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Michael Aete

Michael Aete
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 Servant To Servants

I didn't make you know how glad I was
To have you come and camp here on our land.
I promised myself to get down some day
And see the way you lived, but I don't know!
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Robert Frost

Robert Frost
To Miss Vera Beringer

There was a young lady of station
“I love man” was her sole exclamation
But when men cried, “You flatter”
She replied, “Oh! no matter
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Lewis Carroll

Lewis Carroll
Young Mother

Her baby was so full of glee,
And through the day
It laughed and babbled on her knee
In happy play.
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Robert Service

Robert Service
A Loss Of Something Ever Felt I

959

A loss of something ever felt I-
The first that I could recollect
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
Address To The Devil

O Prince, O chief of many throned pow'rs!
That led th' embattled seraphim to war!
(Milton, Paradise Lost)

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Robert Burns

Robert Burns
The Barefoot Boy

Blessings on thee, little man,
Barefoot boy, with cheek of tan!
With thy turned-up pantaloons,
And thy merry whistled tunes;
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John Greenleaf Whittier

John Greenleaf Whittier
A Hero

Three times I had the lust to kill,
To clutch a throat so young and fair,
And squeeze with all my might until
No breath of being lingered there.
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Robert Service

Robert Service
Love

You slept lonely without a presence
the young shall grow
Do you think I was blind
Putting canoe in your womb
.....
Saviour A Willie

Saviour A Willie
Wishes For My Son, Born On Saint Cecilia's Day, 1912

Now, my son, is life for you,
And I wish you joy of it,-
Joy of power in all you do,
Deeper passion, better wit
.....
Thomas Macdonagh

Thomas Macdonagh
Because You Were A Fool

To my childhood love....
How many times we stared at one another,
We smiled babishly but scared to touch,
We sat at angles we'd glance at the other,
.....
Elizabeth Makori

Elizabeth Makori
My Dream

Hear now a curious dream I dreamed last night,
Each word whereof is weighed and sifted truth.

I stood beside Euphrates while it swelled
.....
Christina Rossetti

Christina Rossetti
Apostrophe To Man

(On reflecting that the world
is ready to go to war again)

Detestable race, continue to expunge yourself, die out.
.....
Edna St. Vincent Millay

Edna St. Vincent Millay
Fighting The Fastest Wing Of Communication

Fighting is not sinning,
fighting is cleaning
of social,political or economic injustices,
fighting is the wheel of justice! fighting is the fastest and easiest wing of communication!
.....
Francis Ngwenya

Francis Ngwenya
One Day ( Like August 5)

One Day
Though it may be years unknown
We shall over come
And our land will be free
.....
Ola Olawale

Ola Olawale
Love

Love
Truth went forth on a search one day
I For the source of love that he might say
He had found its depth and its breadth for aye.
.....
Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest
Working Hours

10 years experience in carpentry, could speak it now,
Believed by every customer like Dulla mapajero the mechanic,
Formalities give us too many theories to tell, than what reality world is
Don't deny it’s helpful to majority, professorial of Shivji once quoted Sokoine the PM
.....
Marco Babu

Marco Babu
Timeless Beauty.

Summer comes with beautiful scenery,
Mother Earth shed her dress to turn green,
Flowers bloom to bear fruits to
Lose Her beauty in time.
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Norbu Dorji

Norbu Dorji
A Boy

Out of the noise of tired people working,
Harried with thoughts of war and lists of dead,
His beauty met me like a fresh wind blowing,
Clean boyish beauty and high-held head.
.....

Sara Teasdale
Weep No More My Child

Look in my eyes,
What's in your eyes?
What can you see when you look in my eyes?
Your eyes is so meek and full of kindness,
.....
Iyke Flint

Iyke Flint
Canto Xlv

With Usura

With usura hath no man a house of good stone
each block cut smooth and well fitting
.....
Ezra Pound

Ezra Pound
The Scholars

"Oh, show me how a rose can shut and be a bud again!"
Nay, watch my Lords of the Admiralty, for they have the work in train.
They have taken the men that were careless lads at Dartmouth in 'Fourteen
And entered them at the landward schools as though no war had been.
.....
Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
Death Why Dost Thou Kill The Youngst?

The grey are borers
Who suck the life remnant
Of the youngst and watch
Them clash cycles on the highways
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Benjamin Chikezie

Benjamin Chikezie
Grace Darling

Among the dwellers in the silent fields
The natural heart is touched, and public way
And crowded street resound with ballad strains,
Inspired by one whose very name bespeaks
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William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth
Michael: A Pastoral Poem

If from the public way you turn your steps
Up the tumultuous brook of Green-head Ghyll,
You will suppose that with an upright path
Your feet must struggle; in such bold ascent
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William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth
The Sonnets Cxxxviii - When My Love Swears That She Is Made Of Truth

When my love swears that she is made of truth,
I do believe her though I know she lies,
That she might think me some untutor'd youth,
Unlearned in the world's false subtleties.
.....
William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare
Hope 93'

How old I was ?
Only my mum has an answer
Hope 93
Farewell to poverty
.....
Ola Olawale

Ola Olawale
Shaheed-e-azam

My death is an excuse,
Some sleepy sleeping people have to wake up.
Mother, do not think that the red will hang on you hanging on the hanging, you just see how many young people will bleed the cold by watching them hang on a hanging trap.
Even after my death, Iqbalab will speak every stroke of my blood's blood.
.....
Murari Lal

Murari Lal
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,
.....
Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest
You Can't Can Love

I don't know how the fishes feel, but I can't help thinking it odd,
That a gay young flapper of a female eel should fall in love with a cod.
Yet-that's exactly what she did and it only goes to prove,
That' what evr you do you can't put the lid on that crazy feeling Love.
.....
Robert Service

Robert Service
You Have Crossed The Rubicon

I was a young vine with leaves until you turned me into a pine.
A flowing river, then you seared me into a desert
I was the dazzling sun, a cynosure of many eyes, until you raped me of my iridescence.
The pride of many men, until you smeared me with lust.
.....
Gerald Onyebuchi

Gerald Onyebuchi
Lost Ln My Loneliness

Loneliness, oh Loneliness,
There is one word I want to say
But who to listen is my problem.
People say I have nothing important to say
.....
Borklo Solomon

Borklo Solomon
A Man Young And Old: I. First Love

Though nurtured like the sailing moon
In beauty's murderous brood,
She walked awhile and blushed awhile
And on my pathway stood
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William Butler Yeats

William Butler Yeats
Forlorn

Cover under the tree of white blood
Matching in pain and fear's
Sounds of Tear's on the black face of young and old, sold to sorrowful days
Who will go next? the question, but answer not given
.....
Afe Tosin Shola

Afe Tosin Shola
Porridge

Why is there no monument
To Porridge in our land?
It it's good enough to eat,
It's good enough to stand!
.....

Spike Milligan
What We Needed.

What does our country need? Not armies standing
With sabres gleaming ready for the fight.
Not increased navies, skillful and commanding,
To bound the waters with an iron might.
.....
Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox
When I'm Killed

When I'm killed, don't think of me
Buried there in Cambrin Wood,
Nor as in Zion think of me
With the Intolerable Good.
.....
Robert Graves

Robert Graves
Jessie Cameron

“Jessie, Jessie Cameron,
Hear me but this once,” quoth he.
“Good luck go with you, neighbor's son,
But I'm no mate for you,” quoth she.
.....
Christina Rossetti

Christina Rossetti
The Clerks

I did not think that I should find them there
When I came back again; but there they stood,
As in the days they dreamed of when young blood
Was in their cheeks and women called them fair.
.....
Edwin Arlington Robinson

Edwin Arlington Robinson
The Old Huntsman

I've never ceased to curse the day I signed
A seven years' bargain for the Golden Fleece.
'Twas a bad deal all round; and dear enough
It cost me, what with my daft management,
.....
Siegfried Sassoon

Siegfried Sassoon
Tell Me The Truth About Love

Is it in the pair of egrets in the azure sky
Flying to an unknown destination?
Is it in the summer rains
Falling in the fissures of the earth?
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Laishram Gojendra

Laishram Gojendra
The Sunshine Cat

They did this to her, the men who know her, the man
She loved, who loved her not enough, being selfish
And a coward, the husband who neither loved nor
Used her, but was a ruthless watcher, and the band
.....

Kamala Das
Peace

And sometimes I am sorry when the grass
Is growing over the stones in quiet hollows
And the cocksfoot leans across the rutted cart-pass
That I am not the voice of country fellows
.....

Patrick Kavanagh
The Maiden's Vow

(A speaker at the National Education Association advised girls not to
study algebra. Many girls, he said, had lost their souls through this
study. The idea has been taken up with enthusiasm.)

.....

Alice Duer Miller
A Fable

A raven, while with glossy breast
Her new-laid eggs she fondly press'd,
And, on her wicker-work high mounted,
Her chickens prematurely counted
.....
William Cowper

William Cowper
Waring

I

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

Robert Browning
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
.....

Elizabeth Daryush