Poems With Analysis - Page 2
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21. Christmas Bells
Analysis of Form and Technique
I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old, familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet
The words repeat
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
And thought how, as the day had come,
The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along
The unbroken song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
Till ringing, singing on its way,
The world revolved from night to day,
A voice, a chime,
A chant sublime
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
Then from each black, accursed mouth
The cannon thundered in the South,
And with the sound
The carols drowned
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
It was as if an earthquake rent
The hearth-stones of a continent,
And made forlorn
The households born
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
And in despair I bowed my head;
"There is no peace on earth," I said;
For hate is strong,
And mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!"
Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
"God is not dead, nor doth He sleep;
The Wrong shall fail,
The Right prevail,
With peace on earth, good-will to men."Featured Shared StoryIt's wonderful. I love how he added that he believes in God. Best poem ever.
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22. Never Stop Being You
Analysis of Form and Technique
Never stop caring about the little things in life.
Never stop dreaming, and don't give into strife.
Never stop wondering are we on our own.
Never stop thinking has your spirituality grown.
Never stop building bridges that lead to better tomorrows.
Never stop trying, and don't give into sorrow.
Never stop feeling amazed at the beauty that surrounds you.
Never stop hearing the music, and don't give into the blues.
Never stop pushing away negative thoughts that make you feel sad.
Never stop looking at all the miracles we have had.
Never stop loving the ones you hold dear.
Never stop giving, and don't give into the fear.
Never stop smiling, but look forward to each new day.
Never stop shining in your own special way.
Never forget that all storms will clear.
Remember brighter tomorrows are always near.
Featured Shared StoryWell, it's true. No matter how tough life has been and may seem, the best thing to do is to keep moving forward, even when it hurts with the assurance that you are not alone. God is there,...
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23. A Broken Family Tree
Analysis of Form and Technique
I am one of many
Small branches of a broken tree,
Always looking to the ones above
For guidance, strength and security.
One little branch trying
To keep the others from breaking away.
Who will fall?
And who will stay?
Now I stand alone,
Looking at the earth through the rain,
And I see the broken branches I knew
Scattered about me in pain.
There are those who have taken an ax
To the root of our very foundation
And who have passed this destruction
Down to every new generation.
If I could take that ax,
I would toss it deep into the sea,
Never to return again
To harm the generations that follow me.
I am one of many,
But alone I will go
And plant the new seeds
Where a beautiful tree will grow.Featured Shared StoryI echo all the stories that have gone before mine. It's amazing, it's moving, it's a poem written with so much feeling and depth. Family should be everything - supportive, comforting,...
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24. I Wish He Knew
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 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.Featured Shared StoryDear Ana, My heart goes out to you. I'm considering myself a very romantic person, and with my life's (quite substantial) experience I can safely tell you this: based on what you wrote...
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25. Haiku Year
in Haiku
Analysis of Form and Technique
JANUARY
Delightful display
Snowdrops bow their pure white heads
To the sun's glory.
FEBRUARY
Fresh green buds appear
Indicating spring will soon
Energize us all.
MARCH
Lambs gambol in fields
Frisky with the joys of life
Bleating happily.
APRIL
Bluebells stand so proud
Beneath trees so sparsely dressed
Fresh green leaves unfold.
MAY
Much awaited sound
Echoes heard amid dense trees
Cuckoo has arrived.
JUNE
Parks and gardens burst
With sounds and vibrant colours
Perfect harmony.
JULY
Beaches become full
Of families having fun
In sand and big waves.
AUGUST
Ripe golden harvest
Burning sun in azure skies
Labours rewarded.
SEPTEMBER
Swallows congregate
On telephone wires ready
To migrate down south.
OCTOBER
Red and gold leaves fall,
Crunchy as cornflakes beneath
Feet on a crisp morn.
NOVEMBER
Frosty webs sparkle
In the early morning sun
Brightly bejeweled.
DECEMBER
First few flakes of snow
Dust gardens like icing on
A chocolate cake.Featured Shared StoryI love this poem sooooo much! Can't stop reading it. I am in love with the absolute perfect descriptions of each month...great job Paul.
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26. A Friend In Need Is A Friend Indeed
Analysis of Form and Technique
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.
Featured Shared StoryWhat an interesting poem. Reminds me of the friends I had when I was back at school...
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27. A Poison Tree
Analysis of Form and Technique
I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.
And I waterd it in fears
Night & morning with my tears;
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.
And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine,
And into my garden stole,
When the night had veiled the pole;
In the morning glad I see
My foe outstretchd beneath the tree.Featured Shared StoryA Poison Tree is a short and deceptively simple poem about repressing anger and the consequences of doing so. The speaker tells of how they fail to communicate their wrath to their foe and...
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28. Inside Out
Analysis of Form and Technique
Outside lives a girl with a smile that will brighten up the room,
yet inside hides a girl with a frown full of despair.
Outside lives a girl with eyes of joy that bring you to ease,
yet inside hides a girl shedding tears of sadness.
Outside lives a girl with a beautiful laugh that's contagious,
yet inside hides a girl screaming her lungs out in unwanted anger.
Outside lives a girl with the personality everyone envies,
yet inside hides a girl full of insecurities and shame.
Outside lives a girl who is fearless and tough,
yet inside hides a weak girl who lives in fear.
Outside lives a girl full of life,
yet inside hides a girl full of pain, wanting to die.
Outside lives a girl with a perfect image,
yet inside hides a girl with regrets and mistakes.
Outside lives a girl of innocence,
yet inside hides a girl with tremendous guilt.
Outside lives a girl with goals and aspirations,
yet inside lives a girl lost in confusion.
What you see on the outside is my personal disguise.
What hides underneath, you can't even begin to imagine.Featured Shared StoryWow, just wow. That's me exactly. I go through my church doors with a smile always on my face, so much so that the youth group nicknamed me Smiley McGee, and I'm so nice to others. I guess...
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29. Swoosh, Boom, Crunch, Howl
in Beach Poems
Analysis of Form and Technique
The sun rises higher and higher, like a blossoming flower, as the children play...
Beach, Beach, Beach
The zephyr catches my skin like a wide receiver playing football...
Swoosh, Swoosh, Swoosh
The crashing waves sound like a head-on collision...
Boom, Boom, Boom
The sand crunches under my feet like cereal in my mouth...
Crunch, Crunch, Crunch
The salty water is carried with the wind...
Howl, Howl, Howl
The gulls soar higher than the clouds...
Swoosh, Swoosh, Swoosh
The child crashes to the ground like a rock slide...
Boom, Boom, Boom
The man walks on shells that feel like needles...
Crunch, Crunch, Crunch
The dog is angered by the birds...
Howl, Howl, Howl
The kite flutters like a plane...
Swoosh, Swoosh, Swoosh
The afternoon thunder blasts like a cannon...
Boom, Boom, Boom
The child snacks on some chips that sound like glass...
Crunch, Crunch, Crunch
The night has fallen and the coyotes holler like babies...
Howl, Howl, Howl
The sun rises again higher and higher, like a blossoming flower as the children play...
Beach, Beach, BeachFeatured Shared StoryBeing involved with the aspects of nature is the best thing ever. It's so beautiful, peaceful, and calming. It gives the creative person his tranquility, and it can be his muse. It's full of...
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30. Candy Corn
in Sonnet Poems
Analysis of Form and Technique
Against the black void, looms the lunar sphere.
Hungry ghosts haunt, satisfied by fright.
Oh my! The children's faces blanch in fear.
And thus the small summit embodies white.
Dwindle do the autumn leaves to the ground.
From the fire, the cold meets its warm demise.
Halloween's favorite gourd, carved and round
And thus the middle is where orange lies.
Farms and tractor-pulled rides, hay is handy.
The black cat's eerie eyes gleam from its face.
The vegetable tastes not like the candy.
And thus concludes yellow to form the base.
White, orange, and yellow make something sweet.
Enjoy some candy corn, Halloween's treat!Featured Shared StoryNo Stories yet, You can be the first!
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31. Spring
in Spring Poems
Analysis of Form and Technique
When the cold, harsh winter has given its last breath,
When the sky above shows life instead of death,
When the claws reaching to the frozen sky become decorated with leaves,
When the animals -long in hiding- scurry from trees,
We know winter has ended.
When the frost on grass is replaced with sweet dew,
When the fields become dotted with flowers, reminding me of you,
When the lonely silence becomes filled with melodies,
When you feel warm air, erasing bad memories
We know winter has ended.
When the hard, bare ground becomes painted with green,
When the frost-bitten air becomes fresh and clean,
When the coats and boots are all stored away,
When the playgrounds become occupied again with child's play,
We know winter has ended.
When you hear the pleasant sound of children's laughter,
When the air is filled with joy- long sought after,
When the world is filled with sunlight, brighter and longer,
When the song of Mother Nature becomes stronger,
Spring has begun.Featured Shared StoryNo Stories yet, You can be the first!
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32. If Only I Knew
Analysis of Form and Technique
If only I knew that our time would be so brief,
Spoiled you rotten I would have done.
If only I knew that would be our last phone call,
Just to listen to you speak, held on longer I would have done.
If only I knew that would be your last text,
Kept it in my inbox I would have done.
If only I knew it was the last time I was seeing you,
Called you back and hugged you tight I would have done.
If only I knew it was the last time I would see you smile,
Stood longer and watch you smile I would have done.
If only I knew that I was seeing your face for the last time,
Memorize all its features I would have done.
If only I knew that God would take you away so soon,
Spend all my time with you I would have done.
There are a lot of things I would have done differently
If only I had known.Featured Shared StoryMay 2, 2016 I lost my little sister who was only 45. Every day brings the challenge to go forward.
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33. Truth Untold
in Alone Poems
Analysis of Form and Technique
My pain and misery fall from the sky
So hard I try to ignore it, but it still gets by.
Surrounded with memories of what could have been,
The hatred screams under my skin.
Pulsing through my veins is the anger I feel.
Wounds break open as soon as they seal.
Darkness surrounds me with every step I take.
I manage a smile, but do you know it's a fake?
I laugh when people talk to me,
But inside I'm dying, wishing they could see
I'm as different inside as I am the same.
Wish they could see they're not to blame.
I know the truth, but it's locked in my heart,
And now more than ever, it's tearing me apart.Featured Shared StoryI could relate perfectly to every line and the heart of the author. What astonished me is the fact that when you pour your heart into a poem, you have still not let it out. The circumstances...
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34. How Can I Forget?
Analysis of Form and Technique
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.Featured Shared StoryI was with a guy for 3 years. We never cheated on each other. He was the one for me, or so I thought. As time went by, he started to lie to me. His lies got bigger each time. Every time I...
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35. Can Earth Be Earth?
in Earth Poems
Analysis of Form and Technique
Can earth be Earth when all its trees are gone,
And sudsy waters have become unfit,
And poisoned life no longer greets the dawn
With raucous sounds that death has caused to quit?
Will trees no longer wave, with limbs unfurled,
On hapless earth, that ever in orbit roams?
Will human ego sacrifice the world
To satiate its lust for pompous homes?
Will distant space look down on orb that's bald.
I now can hear the mother say,
"I was once called Earth.
But now, bereft of mirth, I weep.
That treeless orb's no longer Earth."Featured Shared StoryThis poem made me feel like I can once more cry for our poor Earth. Why do we have to do what we do? And to our surprise, tigers, wolves, mountain lions, and many other predators are blamed...
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36. A True Friend
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.
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.Featured Shared StoryI was alone for a good 2 years of my life and had no one to help me through anything. Then my friend Wade came along and made everything better for me. It felt good to have someone to talk...
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37. Just Like
Analysis of Form and Technique
Just like a glass
my heart is broken
Just like a star
you light up my life
Just like a rose
that blooms it's beauty
Just like the rain
that never stops crying
Just like another human being
you let go of me
Just like others
you broke my heart
Just like clouds
you are soft
Just like bullets
that you shot into my heartFeatured Shared StoryI had a friend who meant a lot to me. Though our friendship was filled with one too many downs, I cared about her a lot, and I thought she did too. But as soon as we left school, she started...
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38. I'm Dying On The Inside
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 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?
Featured Shared StoryThis is my poem of the day because I feel the same way. My boyfriend and I were going through drama, and he think it's okay for him not to say how I feel about it, but it hurts me deep inside...
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39. If Only
in ABC Poems
Analysis of Form and Technique
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...Featured Shared StoryGive quality time to your loved ones. Otherwise, you will lose them gradually. Relationships are very beautiful, especially those always giving unconditional love.
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40. Every Day My Love For You Grows
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 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.Featured Shared StoryThere is this lady I first loved in my life. I don't know how to let her know I wish she could be the mother of my unborn children. I managed to tell her about a month ago; she said we should...
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