Best Graved Poems

Reporting the news has changed so much from the past
I cannot even remember when I heard a good news story
It started out years ago slow,...

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May we be saluted as we stand brave and tall. 
For we do not smile into the face of danger, though we brace ready for...

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Dog Gone , Bone Search

Seeking, this yard, looking for a bone
not a cool drink, just not for me
A bone, a bone, master still on the...

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He had sleepless dreams ....

Admiring trillions of Indians, he rose like a rose with colours of valour
Born in Rameshwaram village, to Jainulabdeen a poor boat...

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Forgive me Father for I have sinned,
for being born with you to begin,
its been a long time since my last confession,
I don't wont your blessing,
lies...

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THE FOUR SEASONS

Spring is the season that many love best
Of things to come and thoughts of the worst gone
With many an old favourite plant reappearing...

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You made us cry and you didn't care
About the words you spelt as blade so unfair
That hit all my body, then it suddenly melt
Because of...

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I sensed myself sinking down
Culminating the stuccoes of existence
Crossing denouements of mortality
Obeying the laws of life's caducity
And defying the clusters of earthly brevity.
My nostrils perceived...

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Lady Melanie with silver locks
Loved her bonbons, bagels, and graved lox.
Curmudgeon geezers viewed her a fox,
But she loved them less than chicken pox.

Melanie kept free...

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The huntsman and his peregrine

Woods was all his belongings 
The huntsman's only pride and his holy livelihood 
Flew an injured peregrine to his land one...

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The problem of nation is that it's situation is the solution to the nation,
The competition of the economy is under develop
The graved compression is the...

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Engraved within my chest's a ruby beating,
An image of my precious wondrous rare;
I mined it from a sanguine vein retreating,
A carcanet arcane of grading fair.
Its...

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Many my the  dealings  for  wasted
Heavy my the  soaked  feelings though tasted
The  first  comes  
And the third...

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This is the story that should not be told
And it was not told ever
Till the time it mattered
Now that they have escaped in corners safe
This...

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You must love me ? love me, why? as how cruel is my heart,
           ...

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