Long Personify Poems

CHALLENGE TITLE POETRY CONTEST FOR AUGUST ON POEMHUNTER.COM! 

'WHY DO TURTLES CROSS THE ROAD? '


OK FOLKS! Please choose your favorite poem from those entered here and remember too to give your reasons for your choice....

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Such Wonders Are Breathtaking To Behold

(NOT FOR CONTEST THAT INSPIRED THIS POEM)

The morning dew on red rose does glisten
As early dawning sun beams brightly down
Such beauty, bees decorate that soft gown
As Nature's music plays, creatures...

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Imposition is one of humans' greatest flaws.
Countless times proven as the underlying cause
Of immense human suffering throughout history,
In endless ways justified to levy extensive misery.

People in general can't accept others as they are;
Differences are perceived...

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Deep down my heart veins,

There prevails the clouds of 

darkness that rains

But I condense them like 

morning dew,

Apply on my eyes with its kohl,

And the world hymns, so divine 

and beautiful.



Sometimes my blood runs cold...

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Might God Exist if Truth’s a Friend?

Is the faith God exists a faint hint that One might,
does belief (that One doesn’t) suggest God’s not real, (1)
aren’t both vain (those who hate, those who worship a...

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I stood atop of my pointed view and felt the sharp tooth of truth.
How elegantly we lived the lie,  a fictional legend always on the edge of a prequel.
But the sharp tooth of truth...

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                       I
 Was on a winter morn gently put
    to...

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The walls were white, the doors crystal clear entries,
Which had eyes and mouths,
To answer the queries of the Queen, when, she wanted 
To know what was happening in other worlds!
The land was one of stability,
With...

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*Holly (Vault Dweller)*

Hey bartender,
Who's that girl over there,
The one nursing the whiskey in the corner,
She has that press hat one that makes her look...strangely debonair.

*Bartender*

That'll be our little Ms. Piper Wright,
She runs the local paper,
Spends...

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Bottle of tears is my first version of this poetic legacy series
Skeleton of tears is which the venerated versatility carries.
This might be called as a sequel of alacrity or prolongation
But best before this is a...

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Can you listen up to my heart beat
  Or is it the beats from that beat?
  It's the radio,
  Then it goes on gently
  Yes, like a long thin snake
 ...

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The Words I haven't spoken... have held me back for many years,
And thoughts of blame and worry... for to many times I've tasted tears,
For a preacher tries to guild his flock... so many times i...

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Two kings, one queen looked upon my quiet self as I sat.
Asked I was to appear before them one quiet spring day.
They sat there for moments which seemed like hours.
The first king spoke and said...

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If I could personify my heart
I would see a lost, young girl
though her face seems child like and naive
her eyes are wise and cautious, aware of the world.

She stands near the edge of a cliff
the...

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the eveNing strayed into the dark evening shade.
   we pick up a drink and sharpen Our knives.
        hold on now, hold on a little longer
 ...

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The problem of the inclusive pronoun is still very much a problem for the writer, and needs an accepted solution.  I tried for years with a suggested one of my own, but it never...

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“I don't paint dreams or nightmares, I paint my own reality.”
Frida Kahlo“

In the absence of love,
a childhood is shaped by the stars,
but when black smoke is the only impression in the light,
sorrows peel in soundless...

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Admirable Almights all I ask appreciatively allow me to attain, 
be beyond bourgeois breeding ballads for the brain. 
Create colloquialisms that cast competently into chimeras, 
directing dramatists with doubtful determinations to 
delightful dactylic discriptions. 
Edible...

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Somethings are best 
said through blank
scriptures in sheer 
silence, but pulling the 
violin strings of
a poet strumming
to personify pain, 
with tempests of 
torment rushing 
through thin veins,
would only widen
twisted tunnels for
ink to bleed in 
vermilion...

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Time can only tell when that special person 
comes across your eyes & reveals 
the true colors of love
Push comes to shove 
I want to re-create a cinderella story 
that applies  to when i...

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Boundless Blue

Born in a misty rainbow,
Blue slips out from her place
between her sisters Green and Violet,
painting the heavens azure,
covering the earth like the robe of Virgin Mary.
She floats into the ocean in a navy dress,
then...

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Sandro Botticelli's
     masterpiece
Primarvera
        painted in 1478
     with no clear explanation for 
the combination of characters
     ...

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I can go ahead and personify the ocean
As this pen has been granted the poetic license
To carve a soul from a still object-
And make the ocean take the form of man.

The soft sand shaking forth...

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Prithee how could i describe thee
You are the morning glory, beauty and virtue,
Mind and soul symbolically personify
Your image send relief to ease my longing soul,
I can hear your silence subdue lonely voice
Whispering, calling me to...

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My Loving Anguish


My Selfishness is not Egocentric
It is not even Acidic
Though it makes me Agonistic
For It is the mere Lyrics
Of our Love, so Apostolic!
 
Till the end of Times,
I will be singing the Rhymes
For I...

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