Orator Poems - Poems about Orator

After a tepid greeting A hush fell over the crowd And as they took their seating I spoke of my deeds so proud On this stage I'd now embark No teller of feeble lies With a glance I saw the spark And the wonder in their eyes So with a smile on my face I just boldly clamored on And soon all over the...

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15 October 1931 was his date of birth, He is a man of infinite worth. Rameshwaram was his birthplace, Poverty was a villain in his case. A very down-to-earth man; As a paper boy, his life, he began. He was a hardworking student; And was always very prudent. A low-cost coronary stent, Along with a cardiologist, he did invent. As a ‘Missile Man’ he...

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Do speakers sound articulate, For ideas they’d freshly conceived From the faintest flash just received? Does pumped blood not circulate fast, The steadied nerves later not last? Rather a weak insulation Of a feared circumlocution, Left ajar a stammering door Begging for Great Orator’s jaw! Its not helped by physical might What is a psychology’s fight Great panic and its twin...

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Demosthenes was 'de most' famous of orators in ancient Greece! His "Philippics" attacking King Philip of Macedonia is considered a masterpiece! History recorded this and many other of his incisive orations, For which he received well-deserved thunderous 'ovulations'! (Written with considerable tongue in cheek!)...

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his transcendent gift ciceronian eloquence it keeps on giving Date written: 09/21/2019...

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Boy dancer shudders at his reciting girlfriend, He wants to leave but she wants the front end; All his life he's dreamed to be a dancin' machine, Two-foot spinning, twirling, whirling fiend ; Girlfriend speaks she's a tremendous orator; She stands before the audience a skilled presenter;  Boy dancer shudders at his reciting girlfriend; Stops abruptly standstills to listen; For you see the...

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I had three poems - Short ones- And was told where to stand To read them My time was limited Only time to read the bare words No time for introductions, Side stories, Or explanations “Just read the poems” So I did My elocution was perfect: Clear, and to the point I left the stage To a silent reception Because no one knows Who I am...

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Shower of autumn leaves and acorns, And rustling sound as I stroll. Those mesmerising bubbles all-round, As I dive in the pool. And also, when, looking into his eyes, Silently, I can walk thousand miles. Yes! This is the poetry to me. The power to see the unseen! A lady dressed in pink, in my sight. With complementing accessory soaked in glittery white. And my...

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here comes the orator with his flood of words and his drop of reason...

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He's the type for whom it's an instructive display of authority to talk loudly in a crowded elevator with impunity; whether or not those around fume or explode in quiet violence, he neither wants to know nor cares, doesn't make a hill...

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In a Sunday wintry air The pigeons, the sparrows And the mocking birds Without array Congregated themselves Outside the family house Listening, intently To the noonday oration Of Her Majesty, the Queen Whilst I, I quickly picked The various colors and shapes Of myself, my dignity Shortly thereafter She, fumingly, dropped them off Through the guiltless window...

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