What Are Heavy?
What are heavy? Sea-sand and sorrow;
What are brief? Today and tomorrow;
What are frail? Spring blossoms and youth;
What are deep? The ocean and truth.
Short Poems - Page 2
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Featured Shared Story
Yes, it is perfection! Every line is simple in its truth. Agreed, agreed, this poem has done its deed!
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Allow Me To Dream
World Of Peace And LoveAs I look across a field of green, I dream.
I look to the stars and wonder just how far, and I dream.
I dream of worlds beyond where peace and love are one, and so I dream.
If worlds like that exist and can live in heavenly bliss, why can't we?Featured Shared StoryThis is beautiful. I share your dream even though these days I sometimes feel very naive. Are we moving farther and farther away from being able to get along with each other?
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Secrets Under Trees
Focusing On The GoodTiny little secrets
Get buried in the dirt,
And if they were dug up,
Someone would probably get hurt,Featured Shared StoryI don’t know if that’s true, because sometimes it's better to hide the hurtful secrets because the world these days will probably laugh at you then do nothing for a few days then decide...
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Noise
Diamante PoemNoise
Loud, Boisterous
Deafening, Earsplitting, Piercing
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You'll Cry For Me Someday
Someday you'll cry for me like I cried for you,
Someday you'll miss me like I missed you,
Someday you'll need me like I needed you,
Someday you'll love me, but I won't love you.Featured Shared StoryWow, that hit me straight in the heart on the last part. Although it might have hurt because it's true, I love the poem and the impact it has.
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Memories
Moving Beyond Bad MemoriesMemories, memories
I have had.
Some were good, though most were bad.
Physical and sexual abuse occurredFeatured Shared StoryThank you. What a powerful, moving poem. I truly hope you have grown to become who you dreamed you could be. There is plenty of beauty left in the world for us all to find and time to create...
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The Butterfly
Beauty Of A Butterfly In NatureThe butterfly is a thing to behold,
with colors more beautiful than gold.
Flying hour by hour,Featured Shared StoryYou are so right!! I live in the country, where nature is so obvious around us. We need to take time to smell the roses. It's a beautiful feeling.
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Nothing Gold Can Stay
Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour. -
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To Ashes
Life Is Like A FireLife is like a fire.
If you can't control your flame,
You're bound to be burned.
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