Linguistic Poems - Poems about Linguistic

"Words woven, threads of thought In English, our stories are brought A language born of earth and sea A tapestry rich, for you and me From Shakespeare's quill to modern keys English evolves, in endless breeze A global tongue, that's strong and free Connecting hearts, across humanity With roots in Latin, Greek, and more English blooms, a linguistic score A language of dreams, of hopes,...

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Why is there a sharp edge, today? A proceed-with-caution edge Even when topics are Cearly filtered for Sure avoidance of the trip wires? Why does there exist a Threat of imminent anger, An emotional bomb Even in the midst of Innocent conversation? Why do I feel the negative Oppression following a chat That should be light, ordinary, loving? How is this so? I hang up quickly Following...

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The opposite of egest is ingest though that of excess ain't incest...

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Just feeling fresh air in my car Feeling like music in bar The exam is over and I am fine Though it was a stress time As I enter in class gate I tried to accomplish positive trait. Very few students were sitting there The answers of questions can't be shared. I feel happy as no one can cheat. Our teacher was cool...

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People appear to be sweet! One can never know, what is billowing underneath. If you read emotions, You can understand others notions! Look into their eyes and see where they flee! Look at his stance and you know where he stands! The way he communes, gives you ways to become immune! Make it a practice and the result would be fantastic! This is...

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I see russian sunny bunnies* playing tag with english sundogs * Sunlight spot in Russian is sunny bunny (solnechny zaichik). 01.09.2019 Charlie-Quadku Poetry Contest Sponsored by: charles messina Syllables Per Line: 4 4 4 4...

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mi Espanol is muy mal my Spanish is very bad but i'm trying to understand in these days of trans i don't want to mistakenly write a wrong and be translated especially since i don't believe in any political view to be said to be politically in an incorrect set of words or a statement that may put me out of poetry soup but she once said that i could be her Muso since she was...

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Strokes of eloquence breathe airbrushed scenes painting my world in linguistic dreams How tasteless bland these buds would be If phrased thy love were unspoken to me like honey barren of sweetened flavor a silent, save-less savior In awe giving pause grant witness your thoughts grandiloquence such passion draw as violent rage to sweet stillness assaults Like Iridescent colors wrapped in transparent light are the words of my...

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