Best Hamlet Poems

A whistling wheezing hamlet, whispering and emanating, tunes euphonic, 
In a remote isolated valley, far-flung from the abode of the temporal, 
Warbling quietly to whistle scads of  tranquil cryptic songs;
Lying  spasmodic, a sparsely inhabited mellifluous hamlet, Kongthong! 

Not to hyperbole, a singing utopia, uncustomary to the core! 
Where innate and mellow  are...

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The quintessential of nyctophilia, wrapped in bridal attire, slowly and slowly as in somnambulism there goes the heroine of timeless tragedy to supersede her lovers feigned insanity.

Her beloved father is no more, being killed by her suitor's intrigued tyranny;
ignored to be drowned, to burn in the flame of plotted felony.

Jilted, to be startled by the...

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I met that star, with my name on; I met
That twinkling star, a beacon, lovely one; 
I met her in a hamlet—less spoiled—yet 
We met when homeward sun his cart did run.

She often tip-toed with her mother star,
To the field to cut grains or feed her cow,
While blinking slyly, like an angled spar
At her love,...

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TO BE OR NOT TO BE HAMLET'S QUOTE FROM HAMLET, WRITTEN BY SHAKESPEARE

Hamlet spoke these words at a low ebb of life
How would he do it, perhaps with a knife?
To be or not to be was foremost in his troubled mind
A solution to which he had to find.
His ravaged and innermost thoughts,
Caused a madness, a...

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wanted to recall
start of Hamlet act iii but
it was not to be...

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Willow, Willow from 'Hamlet' by William Shakespeare (1564-1616)
(Painting By George Dunlap Leslie)


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Pale and fair, she gaily sits awhile, 
As if a lily, but not the child
who seeks her private solitude
and climbs across the wooden stile
to find herself a magic land
here at the quiet Willow Pond

Old Willow Pond, her second home,
She often comes, a...

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A Lady Hamlet



I’ve been tied in with such a clever lady, It’s my fate

Has in-built, reverse-forward button ready, It’s my fate



When she is in good humor the forward button is on,

Make an adverse statement, reverse is ready, It’s my fate



A lady Hamlet who faces a dilemma never,

To be or not to be not question really,...

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A lonely ghost loomed out 
of the unknown mystery,
Bringing a halt to darkness 
and showing life in misery.

Hamlet was told 
but there was no reason to be cold,
This is a confession that is old, 
what is gilded cannot be gold.
For those seen as heroes 
in the tarnished human history,
are nothing but condemned 
on the cess...

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murder and madness
first non-Hollywood winner-
Oedipal complex






Copyright © 2018 by Mark Toney. All rights reserved. 
First published 2018 in "Hollywood Haiku" via wattpad.com...

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Ancient Hamlet

Houses around me are emptying, the old reaching 
the age of dying, are passing away.  A timeworn man 
went missing on Monday he was found miles away 
by the police who drove him back home, he had tried 
to flee didn’t know where and he had no money.
Behind locked doors in darkened rooms...

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He born in a hamlet
 He became favorite
 He healed leper(s)
 He is said helper
 He shed blood 
 For the sinfully dead
 When they saw HE star they celebrated CHRISTMAS
 When HE was crucified we commemorated GOOD FRIDAY
  When they saw empty tomb the world celebrate EASTER...

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Views of fertile valleys, 
Vast blue sky above and
Verdant green fields mark the
Vibrance of my hamlet;
Vacation trip to my
Vivacious village fills
Voidness of my dull soul.


Date: 05/05/2021
Submitted for: Pleiades V Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Kim Merryman...

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Hamlet's story 
is sad and gory.
From the start the outlook's bad.
The king, i.e. Hamlet's dad,
got bumped off by his loving brother,
who then had the nerve to wed Ham's mother.
One night Hamlet met his old man's ghost,
who said: "My son, while I here roast,
your uncle, who murdered me,
is having a rave-up for all to see."
He added,...

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And in mortal men

we often find, in the end,

we are our own mortality.

In that we drive the spitfire beast of ambition into the sun

to dance among stars

with the reins in our hands like firey wings

and control lying limp beneath our legs.

In search for the supremacy, of justice and truth,

through mastery of sheilds and inflections

imposed by...

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"The whole world can wait …this fleeting moment is only for you and me!" 
(By Poet)



A moment of intense anticipation! 
The phone rings….on the display, I see your name. 
CLUTCH  the phone tight, do I utter a GASP ! 
Everything stops around me! Everyone freezes! 
It’s a supermarket…a girl organizing fruits, 
women engrossed in...

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