Poems With Analysis - Page 2

I'm Dying On The Inside
- By Ashley
- Published by Family Friend Poems March 2009 with permission of the Author.
I'm unhappy, but nobody can tell. I hide it.

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Analysis of Form and Technique

You see a smile on the outside,
But that's all you can see.
What if tears run down my face on the inside?

You see a smile on the outside,
But that's all you can see.
What if tears run down my face on the inside?

You hear a laugh on the outside,
But that's all you can hear.
What if I'm crying out for help on the inside?

You smell the scent I wear every day on the outside,
But that's all you can smell.
What if it smells of death on the inside?

You feel soft, smooth skin on the outside,
But that's all you feel.
What if I'm being torn apart on the inside?

You taste sweet lips kissing you on the outside,
But that's all you can taste.
What if my lips taste of blood on the inside?

You can tell I'm happy on the outside,
But what if you can't tell I'm dying on the inside?

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The One
- By Crystal R. Adame
- Published by Family Friend Poems February 2006 with permission of the Author.
From a girl to her mother, a lovely tribute to a lovely mother.
To my mother who raised me and was there when I needed her.
I love you!

Tribute To Mother Poem

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The one who brought me down to earth
And held me every day.
The one who gracefully gave me birth
And said, I love you in every way.

The one who brought me down to earth
And held me every day.
The one who gracefully gave me birth
And said, I love you in every way.

The one who taught me everything,
Like how to crawl and walk.
The one who taught me how to sing
After learning how to talk.

The one who told me, stay in school
And always play nice.
The one who told me, keep it cool,
And gave me good advice.

The one who taught me how to read
And how to do my math.
The one who taught me how to bead
And told me to take a bath.

The one who lectured, school before a man
And to love one another.
Believe me that this woman
Can be no one but my Mother!
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What I Love About You
- By Nidhi Kaul
- Published by Family Friend Poems September 2009 with permission of the Author.
From his hug to his touch, his kiss, his smile, his stare, his warmth, I love everything about him.

in Boyfriend Poems

Analysis of Form and Technique

The sparkle in your eye,
The warmth of your skin,
Your breath on my neck
That shakes me within.

The sparkle in your eye,
The warmth of your skin,
Your breath on my neck
That shakes me within.

The touch of your hand,
The smell of your hair,
The naughtiness in your smile,
That strength in your stare.

Your kiss on my lips,
Your body near mine,
The stroke of your touch,
Makes everything feel fine.

The compassion in your touch,
The power in your face,
The beating of your heart,
That we may never end our embrace.

The beauty of your kiss,
And that magic in your touch.
It is for all these reasons and more
Why I love you so much...

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Forever Remember
- By Grace G. Frost
- Published by Family Friend Poems September 2018 with permission of the Author.
I was not born during 9/11, but my parents would tell me memories of that day. The family we lost. The friends who were killed. The heroes that gave their lives. I am now 13 years old. I dedicate this to Lawrence Patrick Dickinson, a man who died in the Twin Towers. His son was born 3 months later on HIS birthday and was named after him. He is a man who will always be remembered.

I Remember 9/11

in Current Events Poems

Analysis of Form and Technique

I remember
Planes flying low
Smoke from the towers
Cries from the injured

I remember
Planes flying low
Smoke from the towers
Cries from the injured
Calls for help
People running
Sobs from witnesses
Heroes running in the towers
Faces we will never see again
I remember
The towers falling
Smoke filling the air
People running for safety
Screams of terror
I remember
The quiet
People in the streets
Heroes walking around the rubble
Whispers in the streets
I remember
Victims not forgotten
Heroes not forgotten
Sacrifices not forgotten
Memories not forgotten
I remember 9/11
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He Is There
- By Yasemin Raymondo
- Published by Family Friend Poems December 2008 with permission of the Author.
One Sunday at Mass, Father John Carney at St. Mary's Church in Panama, (Rep. of Panama) gave his usual sermon. But something in what he said hit me so powerfully that I came home and wrote this poem that I now share with you. I hope you will perceive God as I did on that Sunday through the words of an inspirational priest.

Poem About Where God Is Found

in God Poems

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God comes to us in quiet and simple ways.
He is there when the breeze rustles the palm fronds on a quiet, lazy, sunny afternoon.
When the raindrops softly patter on the thirsty tin roofs of the poor, he is there.

God comes to us in quiet and simple ways.
He is there when the breeze rustles the palm fronds on a quiet, lazy, sunny afternoon.
When the raindrops softly patter on the thirsty tin roofs of the poor, he is there.

Look for him behind the laughing eyes of a child,
or smell him in blossoming jasmine flowers
on a clear and starry moonlit night.
Hold his hand when you take your love by the hand,
and feel the warmth of his tears
as you console a grieving friend in your arms.

He is there in a baby's first cry
and in the dying man's last sigh.
When the waves break on the golden sands
and the seagulls fly into the white clouds,
when the church bells ring on an Easter Sunday
inviting you to receive the sacred brad, he is there.

Taste him when you bite into the yellow ripeness of a mango
or when you quench your thirst with sweet water of a coconut.
God comes to us only in quiet and simple ways.
Never his presence in violence will you find;
never look for him in words of anger or cowardly actions.

His love and his peace surround us, above and beyond.
And only in those simple, everyday things
when we look with our eyes filled with his love
can we find him.
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You Were Inside Me
- By Shirley Daley
- Published by Family Friend Poems April 2011 with permission of the Author.
This poem is for any woman who lives with the regret of having an abortion.

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You were inside me but only for a while.
Only in my dreams do I embrace your smile.

In my thoughts I see you, my bleeding heart is torn

You were inside me but only for a while.
Only in my dreams do I embrace your smile.

In my thoughts I see you, my bleeding heart is torn
for my darling little baby who would never be born.

Though my arms ache to hold you, my grief so hard to bear.
The pain you must have felt that day, my pain cannot compare.

If I could live my life again, there would be one less regret.
The day I took my baby's life, the day I can't forget.
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In Spite Of You
- By Jennifer A. Boulch
- Published by Family Friend Poems February 2016 with permission of the Author.
I wrote this poem when I discovered my fiance had slept with my friend. It was a low point in my life, and I was so angry, I had to vent on paper.

Poem About Betrayal And Hurt

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Analysis of Form and Technique

Angry
Mad
Livid
Furious

Angry
Mad
Livid
Furious
Pissed
At you

Sad
Depressed
Heartbroken
Morose
Melancholy
Because of you

Unbreakable
Strong
Resilient
Flexible
Tough
In spite of you
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To A Terrific Dad
- By David L. Helm
- Published by Family Friend Poems February 2006 with permission of the Author.
A son writes a poem to his father, telling his dad just how terrific he is.

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Analysis of Form and Technique

To a dad who is terrific,
To a dad who's real neat,
To a dad who makes the best of things,
Even when they're not so sweet!

To a dad who is terrific,
To a dad who's real neat,
To a dad who makes the best of things,
Even when they're not so sweet!

To a dad who's growing older,
To a dad who's going gray,
To a dad who just gets smarter,
It would seem from day to day!

To a dad who has potential,
To a dad who is the best,
To a dad who's been successful,
And who drowns out all the rest!

To a dad I admire,
To a dad I can trust,
To a dad I appreciate.
That's what makes this rhyme a must!

To a dad I call father,
To a dad who's held it through,
To a dad I'll love forever,
Because Dad, you know it's YOU!
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How Can I Forget?
- By Jason
- Published by Family Friend Poems January 2009 with permission of the Author.
I wrote this to try to vent a little after discovering a picture on the internet of my girlfriend with another guy at a club, after she told me nothing had happened that night.

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That very first day that we met,
It's a feeling I'll never forget.
All the experiences that we've shared,
I knew right away that you were rare.

That very first day that we met,
It's a feeling I'll never forget.
All the experiences that we've shared,
I knew right away that you were rare.

You see, it's hard to find someone like you,
Usually, they're too good to be true.
Though I should've entered with more ration,
With you I felt so much passion.

I wish those things had never happened.
It feels as though my love's been abandoned.
All I wanted was to make you happy,
So why is it that I have to feel so crappy?

I want nothing more than for us to move on,
But it's so hard now that the trust is gone.
I want to get past this, I really do...
What can I do to make you be true?

My love for you is like an undying flame.
And I once wished for our love to remain.
Do you remember that day, the day that it snowed?
It's the day that I wished for our love to grow.

You hurt me that night; you need to know that you did.
And I need you to know that I can forgive.
But I'm really struggling with trying to forget,
Because I still feel the same as that first day we met.
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If Only
- By Petra Sheane
- Published by Family Friend Poems February 2015 with permission of the Author.
Every night I dream of how the world could be a better place. I long for the simplest of changes, simple acts of kindness, love, truth, and simple whispers of hope in the night sky. When I see these dreams each night as I pray, the only words that come to my mind are, "If only..."

Poem About Hope For The World

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If Only...
A prayer was held in our nation,
Beauty was seen in more ways than one,
Children who are lost could find their salvation,

If Only...
A prayer was held in our nation,
Beauty was seen in more ways than one,
Children who are lost could find their salvation,
Death was slain and torture was done.

If Only...
Earth was awakened after years of endurance,
Forgotten feelings were rekindled anew,
God was man's only path and assurance,
Hope was the foundation of the world we knew.

If Only...
I knew more stories than those that were told,
Joy was a plague, and peace a disease,
Knowledge was worth more than silver and gold,
Love was sacred and endless as the seas.

If Only...
Miracles were seen more than daylight,
Never was replaced with forever,
Our eyes could see through the dark of the night,
Passion lived in us more than ever.

If Only...
Questions were answered, and answers were questioned,
Roses were pure and without thorns,
Sadness received only love and affection,
The empty knew why it was they were born.

If Only...
Us as a nation would join hands in song,
Victory was a gift to the humble,
When tears were shed, the earth felt strong,
Exalted men would fall and crumble.

If Only...
You and I would last forever.

If Only...
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I Wish He Knew
- By Maddie
- Published by Family Friend Poems February 2013 with permission of the Author.
Describes the millions of girls all over the world who wish their crush knew what they felt about them.

Secret Crush Poem

in Confused about Love Poems

Analysis of Form and Technique

I wish he could know
What I'm too scared to show.
I wish he could see
Just how much he means to me.

I wish he could know
What I'm too scared to show.
I wish he could see
Just how much he means to me.
I wish he could tell
That I know him so well.
I wish he could feel
My love that is real.
I wish he could hear
The things that I fear
About him never knowing
That my love for him is growing.
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The Meaning Of Love
- By Krina Shah
- Published by Family Friend Poems August 2008 with permission of the Author.
I wrote this poem the first time I fell in love with someone. I then came to know what love is and how it feels. I decided to write it down so I could express my views.

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To love is to share life together,
to build special plans just for two,
to work side by side,
and then smile with pride,

To love is to share life together,
to build special plans just for two,
to work side by side,
and then smile with pride,
as one by one, dreams all come true.

To love is to help and encourage
with smiles and sincere words of praise,
to take time to share,
to listen and care
in tender, affectionate ways.

To love is to have someone special,
one on whom you can always depend
to be there through the years,
sharing laughter and tears,
as a partner, a lover, a friend.

To love is to make special memories
of moments you love to recall,
of all the good things
that sharing life brings.
Love is the greatest of all.

I've learned the full meaning
of sharing and caring
and having my dreams all come true;
I've learned the full meaning
of being in love
by being and loving with you.
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Caged Bird
- By Maya Angelou
Famous Poem

Caged Bird By Maya Angelou was first published in her book, "Shaker, Why Don't You Sing?" in 1983. The poem is a Metaphor illustrating the differences between African-Americans and Whites during the civil rights era. The author, a black woman who grew up in the South during this era, is expressing her feelings at the discrimination she faced during her life. Her first autobiography published in 1970 is titled, "I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings"

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The free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends

The free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
and dips his wings
in the orange sun rays
and dares to claim the sky.

But a bird that stalks
down his narrow cage
can seldom see through
his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings
with fearful trill
of the things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill for the caged bird
sings of freedom

The free bird thinks of another breeze
and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn
and he names the sky his own.

But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing

The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.
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A True Friend
- By Nicole
- Published by Family Friend Poems November 2007 with permission of the Author.
The poet tells about the forming of a close friendship.

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Analysis of Form and Technique

Before you became a friend of mine,
We knew each other for quite some time.
I hate to say we wasted a year and a half.
I'm glad we can now look back and laugh.

Before you became a friend of mine,
We knew each other for quite some time.
I hate to say we wasted a year and a half.
I'm glad we can now look back and laugh.

It's funny how things turned out.
I wish I could say I never had a doubt.
Truth is, I'm proud to say
You and I have come a long, long way.

You touch the lives of people you know.
You walk around with a humble glow.
You've been a best friend to me,
One that will last an eternity.

I know my secrets you will keep.
On your shoulder I can weep.
You always listen and never judge me,
Always understand so objectively.

You light up a room when you walk in.
I'm so fortunate that my friend you've been.
You are the epitome of a best friend, a true ten.
I wish I had known that way back then.

Words can't convey what you mean.
A better friend I have yet seen.
You confide in me, and I in you.
You are a friend who's completely true.

I never thought we'd be friends like this.
A lifetime of this we almost missed.
I'm blessed things have turned out this way.
I thank God for you every day.

I'm thankful it was not too late.
My friendship with you was well worth the wait.
I love you for all that you are.
There's no better friend by far.
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An Ocean Of Memories
- By Kimberly L. Briones
- Published by Family Friend Poems June 2006 with permission of the Author.
This poem uses metaphors to create a strong sense of structure, which helps it flow. Each stanza compares a family member to a object in the ocean.

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Analysis of Form and Technique

My family is the ocean around us.

My father is the hurricane,
knocking anything and everybody out of his path.

My family is the ocean around us.

My father is the hurricane,
knocking anything and everybody out of his path.

My mother is the sunshine after the storm (my father),
clearing and calming everything else.

My oldest brother is the sand,
kicked and blown away by my dad,
but warmed with care by my mom.

My oldest sister is the breeze in the wind,
cool, quiet, and there when you need her.

My other two brothers are the stingrays,
dangerous,
but also willing to fight anyone who comes along.

And I,
I am an old ship at the bottom of the sea,
lost, abandoned, but full of memories.
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Until Forever Dies
- By Serbec
- Published by Family Friend Poems August 2011 with permission of the Author.
I wrote this poem because I've been thinking of my boyfriend nonstop, and we promised each other we would never leave, that we would be together forever. We're almost together for eight months now and I haven't seen him in two weeks, so I wrote him this poem to make him smile. I just wanted to let him know I love him.

I Promise I Will Never Leave You Poem

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Analysis of Form and Technique

This is us,
Never alone.
We have each other.
Whether in the same room

This is us,
Never alone.
We have each other.
Whether in the same room
Or by phone,
You will always be there.
I know you'll never leave,
And there's one thing I know.
This is the truth.
We will be together
Until forever dies.

Because I'm yours,
And you're mine.
Listening to your heart,
A rhythm so fine.
So much comfort,
So much love.
With only you I feel this,
Not any other boy
Can I love so much.
We will be together
Until forever dies.

Because we're in love,
As everyone can see.
Never a broken heart,
Never a tear cried.
You can hold me in your arms,
And I'll hold you in mine.
We will never let go,
Until the end of time,
'Cause I will never leave you,
And you won't leave me.
We will be together
Until forever dies.
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Mighty Tempest
- By Patricia L. Cisco
- Published by Family Friend Poems September 2018 with permission of the Author.
Storms have fascinated me since I was a child. Although I now understand them a bit better, I can understand how people through history have associated storms to particular mythological gods, and mysterious occurrences of nature with folklore and other stories. I just wanted to set the feeling of a summer storm and give a little credit back to the mythological gods who were so infamous in creating these storms during ancient times. I hope my poem is enjoyed by storm lovers everywhere!

Poem About Storms

in Beauty of Nature Poems

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Sultry sun on fields and bay,
quiet calm engulfs the day.

Faint troubled rumblings in the sky

Sultry sun on fields and bay,
quiet calm engulfs the day.

Faint troubled rumblings in the sky
foretells a mighty storm is nigh.

Feathered fowl that glide the breeze
quickly fly to nest in trees.

A silent sense of darkness fell,
as clouds began to twirl and swell.

A yellow haze of green and gray
replaces sun and heat of day.

Thunderous cannons roar the sky
with veins of light that pierce the eye.

The day has darkened into night
as Thor and Zeus pursue their might!

Raging winds that bend and sway,
tearing limbs along the way.

Bursting clouds of icy hail;
Nature's sting is quite surreal!

The faded rumblings start to slow,
and sultry sun peaks out to glow,

Mighty Tempest, come and gone.
Ancient storm gods carry on,
leaving rainbows in the dawn!
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Life Without You
- By Nikki Wilfong
- Published by Family Friend Poems February 2008 with permission of the Author.
What life would be like if you were not in it. This poem makes strong use of similes to describe what life is like without the person they love. Similes compare two objects or ideas using the words "like" or "as".

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Me without you
is like a leafless fall,
a snowless winter,
and a flowerless spring.

Me without you
is like a leafless fall,
a snowless winter,
and a flowerless spring.

Me without you
is like a colorless rainbow,
a sunless day,
and a starless night.

Me without you
is like the ocean without a wave,
the beach without sand,
and a flameless fire.

Me without you
is like a book without words,
a man without a face,
and a child with no name.
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A Friend In Need Is A Friend Indeed
- By Bea Williams
- Published by Family Friend Poems July 2011 with permission of the Author.
I've always felt that true friendship is very important. The old saying, "A friend in need is a friend indeed," goes a long way. True friends will always be there for you, and you can always count on them, so my favorite thing to write about is friendship.

in True Friend Poems

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Friends are far, friends are near.
Friends will be there to lend an ear.
They listen, laugh, and care,
But most of all, they're always there.

Friends are far, friends are near.
Friends will be there to lend an ear.
They listen, laugh, and care,
But most of all, they're always there.

Through thick and thin, up and down,
Your true friends are always around.
For treats, hugs, and real big smiles,
They'll travel to you from several miles.

They'll always be there to hold you tight.
Anytime, no matter if it's day or night.
You really know when your friends are sincere
When they always show up to lend their ear.
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Every Day My Love For You Grows
- By Chelsea Luamanuvae
- Published by Family Friend Poems November 2011 with permission of the Author.
I met a guy this year. First I thought he would just be another one of my guy friends. Then I started talking to him more and we started hanging out a lot, and somewhere in between all of that I started to fall for him.

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Analysis of Form and Technique

Every day that passes us by
all I could think of is this one guy.
I never thought I'd feel this way,
but the feeling I have I want to stay.

Every day that passes us by
all I could think of is this one guy.
I never thought I'd feel this way,
but the feeling I have I want to stay.

Every day I want to tell you how I feel,
but I'm afraid of the answer you may reveal.
I'm terrified of your rejection
'cause, boy, all I want is your acceptance.

Every day my love for you seems to grow.
I just don't know how to let you know.
But one thing that will last a while
is that my love for you will never be in denial.
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Poems With Analysis - Page 2

I'm unhappy, but nobody can tell. I hide it.

From a girl to her mother, a lovely tribute to a lovely mother. To my mother who raised me and was there when I needed her. I love you!

From his hug to his touch, his kiss, his smile, his stare, his warmth, I love everything about him.

This poem is for any woman who lives with the regret of having an abortion.

I wrote this poem when I discovered my fiance had slept with my friend. It was a low point in my life, and I was so angry, I had to vent on paper.

A son writes a poem to his father, telling his dad just how terrific he is.

I wrote this to try to vent a little after discovering a picture on the internet of my girlfriend with another guy at a club, after she told me nothing had happened that night.

Every night I dream of how the world could be a better place. I long for the simplest of changes, simple acts of kindness, love, truth, and simple whispers of hope in the night sky. When I see these dreams each night as I pray, the only words that come to my mind are, "If only..."

Describes the millions of girls all over the world who wish their crush knew what they felt about them.

I wrote this poem the first time I fell in love with someone. I then came to know what love is and how it feels. I decided to write it down so I could express my views.

The poet tells about the forming of a close friendship.

This poem uses metaphors to create a strong sense of structure, which helps it flow. Each stanza compares a family member to a object in the ocean.

What life would be like if you were not in it. This poem makes strong use of similes to describe what life is like without the person they love. Similes compare two objects or ideas using the words "like" or "as".

I've always felt that true friendship is very important. The old saying, "A friend in need is a friend indeed," goes a long way. True friends will always be there for you, and you can always count on them, so my favorite thing to write about is friendship.

I met a guy this year. First I thought he would just be another one of my guy friends. Then I started talking to him more and we started hanging out a lot, and somewhere in between all of that I started to fall for him.

From a girl to her mother, a lovely tribute to a lovely mother.
To my mother who raised me and was there when I needed her.
I love you!