Short Moulder Poems
Short Moulder Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Moulder by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Moulder by length and keyword.
My Teacher
Youth’s moulder
Jack-of-all-trades
Adviser
Good actor
Thinker, dancer and writer
Good motivator
February 20, 2022
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Categories:
moulder, education, teacher,
Form:
Shadorma
Teachers
They are the dream builders
the life shiner
the destiny polisher
they are the beautiful hands
that adorn our world with courage
they are the angels with pen
physical angels with blessed initiative
give your child a teacher
and you will give him a medal
the inculcator of morals
the moulder destiny
obey them and they would help make your world glitter...
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Categories:
moulder, teacher,
Form:
Free verse
For Chs
Locust of green
Swarm of yellow
Procession,
Snakish march along
The snaking path
Obeisance!
Mother,
Dark fertile mother of
Ijesa-isu Land
Giant potter of thousand fingers
Meek moulder of Midas touch
Age-long furnace of golden embers
Behold a citadel
Alas!...
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Categories:
moulder, high school,
Form:
Ode
Dusty Memory
dust.
tiny snow drifts.
come.
fall across these memories.
banish them from my sight.
change their vivid technicolor,
to solemn grey daguerrotype.
let me FORGET.
i can't bear the sight,
so cover them in dead skin cells,
dust mites,
dusty science things.
let them go,
lock them in a silent mausoleum.
some things are better forgotten,
some things best left to the past.
dust covered relics,
left to moulder....
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Categories:
moulder, how i feel, loss, sorrow, symbolism,
Form:
Free verse
Forgotten
No name appears on my stone
there are no flowers strewn
grasses grows knee high
full of thorny brambles
How did this come to pass
that so soon I am forgotten
no longer in memories am I
no one tends to my grave
Yet but a few short years
have passed since my death
my name once on many lips
now only sighed by the wind
as it passes my resting place
Now, forsaken, forgotten
out of sight and out of mind
nothing now remains of me
just my crumbling bones
moulder away deep in the earth...
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Categories:
moulder, death, nostalgia, philosophy,
Form:
Epitaph