Character Poems | Examples of Character Poetry

It's when I feel you I let you be. Swift, twirling sound in air, You come like a thief in the night. Your days of coming are unknown. When will you whisper Whisper the words of victory To punch hills, notch, and porch, Go north, east, south, and west, And make Everest my home? Oh, whisper the swift, twirling sound 'Cause it's when I feel you, I...

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My dear, I share with you a truth: A life lesson I have lived. Discretion is valor, a silent shield, A strength that guards the heart revealed. Be not the man who parrots all he hears, Who, finding no one to tell, Confides in the door. He's a fool lost in words that wound and bore. Let discretion be your strength— Bridle your tongue...

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Ego Can one compose I, Me, Mine and Myself? Are you unpretentious hanging on to your Ego? Dualistic personalities is it the beast? A seeker of pure pleasures? Guilty until proven innocent Amongst your peers. Digging in the dirt is it the devil inside ? Animal instincts reviewing the situation at hand Sends chills up and down one's spine. Complexities of...

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Not who you was but whom is portrayed We all with evil, pulpits shouts redemption rise Every is entitled to redeem heart of the soul Upon themselves the desire to want change Among mist of our depths lays stories, secrets Darkness evil hidden away torcher's pain Taught morals, respect, one looks for in another The...

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Born in Lyme Regis Dorset a palaeontologist fossil collector in the English Channel marine bed cliffs and a coprolites (faeces) detector who at only twelve years old found the first two skeletons plesiosaur and outside Germany that of a pterosaur yet as a woman who did not always receive full credit for her scientific contributions and ineligible to join to their discredit the Geological Society of London while...

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War is endless The Winters harsh Soldiers are dying Food and Water scarcity How much longer are the Solders to bare Freedom and opposition take time and endurance The Solders are embattled in their own physical survival Tears pour in how long? All for war that will not get any better One by one the Solders are falling Like Ten Little Indians and there...

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Deep in contemplation, or was it cogitation, call it 'intuition', Alice aforethought had a premonition, something's round the corner, and she's come to warn yer, doing all she can, before it hits the fan, for she has seen a vision, more than a vague suspicion, it's a strong affirmation of a predetermination, and believe me when I say, "Whatever omen she thought she...

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It's been many months since I saw 'Malice' In fact, she was hard to recognize There's a faraway look in her bloodshot eyes She resembles a Michelin man with loads of spare tires Her blue and white dress is strained at the seams, Good god she's put on so much weight It must be so annoying that she can't slip...

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Written: August 07, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Mark Toney *********** Corset of steel tightens—ratified pain, Vestigial breath trapped in ischemia thrall. The ductile hope failed to placate This Pyrrhic ache, this woebegone gall. A sojourn in the squalor of soul, Where sylphlike dreams...

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“Nothing is new under the sun!” Sorry, can’t buy that! Man ill fated then, to dog-paddle eternally in pools of mediocrity -- never destined to attain higher pinnacles of physical, spiritual development? – cursed to always relive the same themes, patterns; to struggle with repetitive developmental flaws, manifesting as both inner and outer soul corruption...rejecting unique new arrangements, by refusing to alter programmable psychic...

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Sat on a park bench She exposes her heavy breasts; Offers him a teat. Lewd...

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I let lust lead. So when I speak on this, I’m not guessing. I’m not judging. I know what it does. It rips your heart. Messes up your mind. Twists how you see people how you see yourself. It cages you. Makes you smile in public but cry in secret. Makes you feel too dirty for grace. Too broken for mercy. Too far for forgiveness. And the worst part? It makes...

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The day I let *********** in... I didn’t even know what I was letting in. I was just a curious boy 11, maybe 12 scrolling one evening. One video. One image. One pop-up. One “harmless” click. Boom. That was the beginning of the shadows. They say curiosity killed the cat — but they never said it could kill the conscience too. It started small: Late nights under blankets, volume...

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Springtime facade shines on convivial tapestry, Monet’s luminous landscape of vibrant vivacity within sparkling blue lagoon of dreaming eyes. On luscious lips the petals of blooming lotus lie, painted on the satin canvas of cute countenance, designing narcissistic features of innate elegance with the hues of Dorian Gray syndrome subdued by pervading pride of indomitable youth imbued. On the withered canvas the wheels...

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