Epics Poems - Poems about Epics

... I AM POETRY ‘In the Beginning was the Word’ light penetrated dark sound big-banged birthed three in One creating ~ P o e t r y ~ I am this poised superlative unchangi......

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... Written: January 17, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh "What you leave behind is not what is engraved in stone monuments, but what is woven into the lives of others."Quote ......

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...** In realms of mind, where fancy roams, Imagination's wings take flight. No logins, no fees, it's at your call, A boundless tapestry of dreams, so tall. With nimble fingers, AI's embrace, ......

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... Written: November 10, 2024 For Contest Sponsored by: Ink Empress __________________________ Homeric moonstone sparkles at night. a glowing globe of ......

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...Bee Happy With Blondebee Humble was always searching, Forever looking for the answers; But with Bee Bee it was easy learning, He already knew she was his enchantress. At last Humble knew......

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...Way-lost as if we live in hoary past-- In epics of hist’ry poets have sung, In portraits of culture, hoisted on mast, Still, where are old glories, save on the tongue? One knows of few people......

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... Is a poem not a poem If it doesn't rhyme Some would state quite clearly It is literally a crime So lets explore, trying not to ignore The many forms that exist Some are common, some are rar......

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...~ Among watching forbidden archangels saunter sullen paths I reflect mandragoras through evanescent gleams of orrery elegies, whirling into significant distr......

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...The slum that birthed me, Is where love and loss huddle close, side by side, Shanty houses crowded, wall to wall, Yet love’s essence bloomed, unyielding and clear, Tin roofs, mud walls, unpaved s......

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...I wanted to find myself, so I got lost in the woods, Turns out life’s easier without all the shoulds. The rhythm of steps was a meditation Twelve hours a day in God’s lovely creation. Even ......

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... too brief … the garland on my brow too deep, that tangled labyrinth of epics, eternal entwining my sinews the dark, deceitful dew sopping sun with the parched lips of laurels … whispering......

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...In the  realm of timeless verse and thought, Where poets' dreams and visions wrought, Lies a world of beauty, untold, In the finest poems, hearts unfold. Each crafted line, a work of art, A ma......

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...I am part of the chaos that once found me, intricately woven together, Each fragment of the soul with which I had the chance to communicate, Every skin I touched randomly carried by dreams, All of......

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...The Raven and the Bard -Daniel Henry Rodgers The Raven's quill drips shades of blackest night, Its haunting words, a melody of fright. The Bard......

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... Ode to Shree Hanuman Mighty son of the Lord of wind And precious gem of Angani, ......

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