Dramatic Verse Poems | Dramatic Verse Examples

We seek wakefulness. What does Barbados mean to me? Is it the hot sun, broad-brimmed hats, and old khaki pants? It’s the robust men with warm, undertone skin that blends with the cultivated land. We seek constant reassurance from the ones we love that they will be there for us in good times and bad,...

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I have never tasted your full lips, which lack a moisturizing tip. Yet, I somehow feel as if I have. I watched you break that fresh loaf of bread, and you said to me, “You are welcome.” Somehow, I could have tasted and smelled the freshness of that small piece you offered. I felt nourished. Your...

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Conversation With Relatives Today, I feel an intense resolve. About two years ago, family members frequently shared news of someone's passing—whether it was from the village or someone I had once known. During those conversations, I would tense up and firmly request that they refrain from calling with bad news. Death is a constant reminder, glaring...

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long story short, you survived all of life's craziness, junk and jive one day the sun had been shining but the air smelled foul for the sea was in turmoil and a lot of the fish had drowned. hope has been suffocating from the lungs of the believers our communities are being strangled, our children no longer achievers but...

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[Verse I] Thou knowest not the breadth of me, Though I have dwelt where shadows creep. Each night I rise without a sound, To haunt the ground where thou dost sleep. [Verse II] Thine eyes, once kind, now turn away, As though I were but dust or air. Yet still I come, both night and day, To trace thy steps with solemn care. [Pre-Chorus] No lock...

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When the raspberry horizon is curled up, shaping caramel-lilac lips of the cashmere kismet, singing in a choir of cherry chivalry and honey-glazed fireflies ~ those snowy stars simmering in summer silence, f l i c k e r ...

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New moon vanishes into a blush of russet where humid air twirls along with clouds, and stars burst… flickering above hilltops to cast my anguish across the sky: How wanton gulls crisscross on a flight; their shrill rattling an echo that my heart pales from an image of first passion’s gaieties outlined by his maze of treachery, of ruse : Forgetting not...

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He Choose to Grow Weak Could you help me understand the complexities of our actions? When joy fills our hearts, we radiate positivity, but when sadness washes over us, it feels like an ache that permeates our very being (Proverb 17:22). How can we support you if we remain in the dark about your feelings? You often...

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Let he who is without vanity cast the first insult Vain to me smacks of superficialities which in the long run prove fragile and meaningless You can be proud of your accomplishments without worries of being vain Lose your hair, lose your teeth, lose your looks, lose your vanity Fashion statements Youth Dress-up make-up Forsooth A little vanity never hurt...

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What became of the elderly man who habitually lingered outside the pub, a toothpick perpetually perched between his lips? I often pondered the significance of that toothpick—it seemed to serve as a silent emblem, a mysterious token of his unspoken thoughts. As children, we absorb the world around us, processing our myriad experiences as we grow....

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Myriad of wired scenes consumes me Stained by Hades , shadows lurk Within a lunar widescreen of a dream--- Voices raking with madness...lost On phosphorus wisp of evening Despite frail light in the shade- Bleak visions cascade on damp floor Ghastly these shadows crawling Through serpentine weaves , as if To pluck my soul, their angst unreleased: I slither into deeper caves of...

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She laughs, she cries, then she sighs brimming with confidence, the pain within she denies Her heart thumps then skips a beat, as she reads poetry, a taste of bittersweet In quiets empty moments, a hole remains deeply in the soul, an abyss, an unmeasured chasm It’s the space p~o~e~t~r~y fills Her personal dead poet society stirring her deepest passions awakens her dormant...

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I am completely detached from that situation. I did not play any role in creating the issue at hand. My focus today is solely on discovering a viable solution. Why is there such a tendency to place all the blame on artificial intelligence? In reality, AI empowers us, providing both confidence and clarity as we craft...

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I’ve never been kissed on the dance floor. With him, I feel light-hearted, but apart, I’m utterly devastated. I’m a dreamer, he’s laid-back, and without a genuine connection, our love feels like scenes from a disconnected game— where hate destroys, yet love seeks to heal. But with each...

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