Alphabets Poems - Poems about Alphabets

...What doth he do? In the hall of learning He, teaches us alphabets Using which we simulate stupendous sonnets he teaches us, with contrasting countenance from mere additions to anatomy of hens Th......Read the rest...

...In this bared land of the fertile alphabets You didn't spread out the mat of poetry Thousands crore of years I rowed the oar of your spring No smiling flower bloomed there in the desired tree ......Read the rest...

..."A dressed day has disrobed into the depth of a drawer's nightstand." (Oh, how positively awesome that what can be sorted out in such an explanatory pattern that a difference would maketh a day.)......Read the rest...

...Toddlers' Exploration: Cardboard drum, a thunderous beast, Playful roars in tiny fists and feasts. Fleeting wings glide, dreams just out of reach, Soaring through tales of barnyard Wadd......Read the rest...

...F E A R ... has a phantom voice clinging flesh tethered bones fumbling - yardage uncatchable losing ground ephemeral scope a leathered novelty of jumbling alphabets despairing formatio......Read the rest...

...Living in a realm where the air seems to be still as stone, invisible, like a ghost of a rose, translucent and frozen in time of ruthless seconds. My heart still keeps pacing to ......Read the rest...

...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 the rest...

...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 the rest...

...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 the rest...

... "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 the rest...

...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 the rest...

...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 the rest...

...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 the rest...

...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 the rest...

...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 the rest...