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Many of us are haunted by the idea that we are going to die. Some of us believe in afterlife, others don’t. Some of us think that once our bodies turn into dust, our dust will roam around the world, only to help others’ dust find themselves. Some of us fantasise heaven and some scoff…
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This is a poem about a slave who is working day and night, for food. He has lost all hope, but strives to survive. Yet, he realises that he would never be free until he embraced Death with open hands. BURNING The whip brought me back to the real worldAnother shout, another screamAnother drop of…
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This poem is about a boy who recently moved houses. He has but enough money to get educated and soon get a job. But when asked to come home, he is confused. HOME I stumbled across many landsEach one welcoming meComforting meMaking sure I felt fineFor that was my ‘home’ Maybe it was a pleasantryMaybe…
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Every time I see a rainbow, some life sparks up in me. All worries leave me and for one moment, my heart is filled with this warm feeling that we call hope. A rainbow is the perfect metaphor to life. It takes the rain and the sun, two completely opposite things different in nature to…
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This is a poem narrated by a ghost. It is when he reminisces and remembers the good old days. He watches the whole world falling apart and he wants the world to live and to not die like he did. I MISS I miss the alarm clock going off I miss the hurryThe urgencyTo goI…
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When you leftI broke insideI never thought I would be whole againAnd I’m still not Your picture thoughIs framedAnd hung in my bedroom so I see itBut with every day that picture is more like a stranger’s You promised you’d come backAnd I counted on thatBut either my memory is badI don’t remember you coming…
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Somewhere someone is ragingSomeone is cheering out loudBut as long as that someone is not usWe, for them aren’t proud If victory is achievedBut if victory is not oursWe still won’t go to the ones who wonTo give them flowers If someone is hurtingBut is unknownWe just walk away, heads held highAnd don’t heed the…
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Today the world is falling apart. Everything ends in failure and sometimes death. And all of us are caught up in the tornado of despair and tension and stress. The one thing we all seem to forget is that the darkest days do give way to the night. The harshest of situations will improve though…
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The flowing river The rippling ocean The gushing brook The crashing waterfall The gurgling lake The water is never still It always finds a way to escape To seep through all crevices It struggles and fights for existence It helps and relieves It carries and leaves behind Its mightiness we oversee Its grandeur we don’t…
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