Best Bead Poems
Categories:
bead, spiritual, symbolism,
Form:
Tail-rhyme
Bead of Sweatlike beads of sweat fall down my face
while working in the heat
our thoughts, it seems, are out of place
when they are incomplete
to shatter on the solid ground
and never to return
no wonder when no thoughts are found
our lives bein to burn...
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Categories:
bead, philosophy,
Form:
Rhyme
Be My Beautiful BeadYour departure kept
me in lovelorn.
Am I of tears born?
Whenever I behold
your face
I find no place to
trace.
Should I trace the
Indians.
Indians are but
ordinary comedians.
Your smile drive me
crazy.
To let you go means
I'm lazy.
Anytime I view your
fine figure
I vowed"our love I...
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Categories:
bead, break up
Form:
Prose Poetry
Black BeadWhite beads spoken..,
often being forgotten.,
The only immortal,
is my black bead..
Through the.,
dusty brook to hilly swamp.,
drops when speak.,
or thunder when clamp..
Talks of rain..,
or the.,
water or stone.,
storm or cyclone.,
will never succeed..
The only immortal,
is my bead..
When breeze blows..,
or daffodils discourse.,
some sound comes.,
silent speaks of course..
In a tumult...
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Categories:
bead, beauty, celebration, poems, poetess,
Form:
Lyric
Hermann Hesse Translation of 'Stages' from 'The Glass Bead Game'This is my modern English translation of the poem "Stages" by the great German poet Hermann Hesse from his novel "The Glass Bead Game."
"Stages" or "Steps"
by Hermann Hesse
from his novel The Glass Bead Game
translation by Michael R. Burch
As every flower wilts and every youth
must wilt...
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Categories:
bead, courage, death, flower, life,
Form:
Rhyme
Waist Bead LoverHey I'm not obsessed, that's not evil..
your mind is just full of evil that you can't see
beauty in handmade..
Don't criticize, just look at your woman's waist
without a waistband that's a waste of waist..
Buy her "Waist Bead", Let her glow while you stare...
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Categories:
bead, 11th grade, addiction, beauty,
Form:
Free verse
The Little BeadWe lie in our class,
Not really intrigued or puzzled,
By the mundane subjects that keep us muddled.
Some may admire the beauty that surrounds us;
Of the trees swaying in the winds,
Of the cherry blossoms that drop,
In the never-failing cold wind.
The light which comes through our open doors,
The...
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Categories:
bead, children, growing up, memory,
Form:
Free verse
RainRAIN
Little drops of water in chain like beads
Fall from the skies above to the lands
As they fall on me then on others
I’m in mind finding to create boarders
To keep the rains’ blessing within my confines
Then I’ll stand out to be the best and out of...
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Categories:
bead, 3rd grade, 4th grade,
Form:
Narrative