Alphabets Poems - Poems about Alphabets

...The window lets in an odd solitary ray of light, Of timid color, a cusp between twilight and night. It lands hesitatingly on the golden tip of my pen, and then blasts into the iris of my eye, half......Read More

...The world won't mind to wait for 'death' when it might be late But complains to wait for the 'love' Because what enough they got is hate Explanation for the journey which made them wait Just like......Read More

...Between paper-soft worlds of fragile imaginations, I float upon those gossamer tulips that split every second of saccharine musings and eclipsed confessions, distinguishing all ......Read More

... "Rock the Cradle" The cradle has its place its content ends up, mostly, sleeping next to its mother, whether it wants to or not is the great debate a child n......Read More

...Back in the early '50s, my Dad believed in, "Spare the rod, spoil a child," his lesson seeping in. As a young growing kid, I longed for playtime's call, Believing in the joy of games, both indoors......Read More

...They are incantations, holders of truth and lie, they can be imprecations for bad or sly, they are hammers that forge our lives, implements which are sharp as knives, mastering them may seem nig......Read More

...These words leave my tongue as one million elephant feet pummeling. As an authentic voice that has tasted these bitters. These verses left without the intention of harming with open arms, both......Read More

...Salam wrote a letter, O my beloved motherland Rafik wrote his letter to you, And Barkat did that too We could not mourn in oblivion, for all, they Still, they will never be forgotten, they sacr......Read More

...Poetry, Words that have created a land for her, Come,come you'll who have not seen her for a while! She has found refuge in words,syllables and alphabets, Her mind is full of letters,and sentence......Read More

...Calculating bravery, designing a plan To conquer fear and rise above it Emotions running high, sweat on the skin Genetic alphabets, a faulty concealment Pulsing circuitry, a universal connection ......Read More

...Give a piece of story Where homeless tears live I won’t write a poem Give me the beautiful evening snow of winter Give me the yellow envelop leaves of autumn Give me the dreary thunderstorm of......Read More

...Eighty-eight is the number of keys in a standard piano. In every key is a different sound that races. Get high with God as you pluck each key. Heavens above will rejoice when you sing with you......Read More

...*VIDEO of Barry Lyndon's Final by YouTube. LYRICS by numbers. As Loyal as a Dove Whereth a realm ebbs loyal subjects 0:06 Causeth Spring to be it forever more 0:16 Whereth be i......Read More

...I. they say there exist languages without words without syllables yet pronounced, like the sharp clatter of fork and spoon and knife against each other at dinners in our family. a vase shatte......Read More

...Which is better or bitter without been in cool paints? What will remembrance be like if there is no alphabets? To memorise all thoughts would be very silly of sages Or something else like the d......Read More