Best Shoon Poems

Me....,
a shy ..,
 and 
bashful guy
always kept me.,
confined to last bench..
down my head,
huddled heart ,
blenched my breathes and 
arms always clenched..


Staring with a thief eye
to each one 
around  me 
but confrontation
was not my forte .,
this fragility always
kept  me away 
from my very interest
and...

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Marlowe’s ‘The Passionate Shepherd to his Love’
‘ Come live with me and be my love, and we will all the pleasures prove,’

see about this poem...
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The Maiden’s Answer

I’ll come with thee and pledge my life
if ye will take me for thy wife
for I, a maid, must...

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Along ta derry ga de hance
‘til dawn we sit, amid, astance.
And once the full moon rises on’t
Da mid awhorl doth all we want.

But soon ta blacken brot a gri,
wit stil da crackon akabree--
And once t’gin ta ram da moot
Dow noland farce th’ wil ka soot!

A...

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Slowly, silently now the moon
Shines in her silvery shoon

Ever since the creation of the world
The colour of the moon is always gold

An essential planet at the service of humanity
It continues to rotate for more than a century

Frequently the moon changes shape
From the crescent to the...

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The watch was
at 6:00 AM to
12 at noon..,
I used to be a 
ponytailed girl
and in pinching shoon.,
Unfounded copied
Archimedes principle 
And schrodinger equation..,
Hackneyed to home 
dipped  in
infuriation.   
               ...

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Steely, stealthy moon
Sculpted milky dune
Sparkling silver spoon
Sitting in its cosmic shoon
Free-floating gaseous balloon
Diviner of the celestial room
Crevasse holds fabled man in spittoon
Residual sunlight doth carefully prune
To sailors on the high seas a boon
Beacon for nocturnal creatures to croon
Harbinger to vixen, villain, buffoon
Cover for miscreant, spinster...

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Swooning in chorus to your rhapsodic tune
Your soothing Sonata crests to the billowy moon
Your animalistic rhythms o'er every truant part croon
Blithe melody softly careening over every pallid dune
Bass drum taps lightly; milk flows from hardened paps so roon
Exploring in cadence each curvilinear line artfully hewn
Riding...

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As I gaze upon the majestic moon,
She walks abreast in her silver shoon.
To and fro I stroll and see,
A sublime glimmer on the teak wood tree.

As the tranquil woods were calling me,
I sprinted ahead, in a sense of glee.
Hither and thither I wandered about,
Until a...

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