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Finely Poems - Poems about Finely


Finely Proceed To Succeed
When you want to achieve a great goal Do not think that achieving is impossible Such an attitude will make you damn weak Believe that you can earn victory surely Take all those relevant measures positively And keep a record of all your great efforts Chalk out a plan to fulfill your golden mission Never bring a break to your sincere attempt Do...

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Categories: finely, hope, inspiration, motivation, success,
Form: Blank verse
A More Polished Soul, Finely Ground
Am I a fool for what I do? I inhabit souls, and more than one. I have reason to believe That if I cease to grieve Or give the affection thou greedily breathe I shall never feel bereaved If I lose one soul That was meant for me, But was writhing, with a spear in the headless throat, singing in your...

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Categories: finely, art,
Form: Dramatic Monologue



Premium Member A Finely Turned Phrase
'Kinetic conundrums,' such a finely turned phrase, or perchance 'effervescent rhododendrons' -- their glories ablaze The Beatles' walrus cu-cu-ca-chu'd ...

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Categories: finely, language, poetry, song,
Form: Light Verse
Premium Member So Finely Flawed
OH, DEFECTS, DIVINE! Oh, fabulous fallibilities! You, so perfectly imperfect ... Like a rill in the rain, Its path unestablished 'til the sky opens, Yet its purpose is pure ... Even before the drops' mistral dance - The supplication of life, Sating a thirsty vale...

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Categories: finely, beauty, passion, romance,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Wrapped In Finely Spun Silk
Within thou secret heart I dared to peek, but entry to thee twas not meant to be. Searching for answers that doth I do seek No avail, thy heart locked and I no key. I'd oft pondered what in thee would I find. Thy love for me, wrapped in finely spun silk? I pray no tidings of a feckless mind. Some hindreth...

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Categories: finely, feelings,
Form: Romanticism



Finely Spun Gold
Out on a limb a small bird sits As the wind blows cold from the north the bird begins to sing Winter sun above in this waning time of the year there are not many birds singing in this or any other...

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Categories: finely, bird, bird,
Form: Free verse

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