Spoke Poems - Poems about Spoke

She spoke to me yesterday Rippling in the brisk spring breeze Humming her song of freedom Etched with the pain of passion Humbled by the sacrifices endured Snapped sharply as a gust stirred images Of a county’s growing pains The trauma of generational gestation Then she whispered to me As I shed a tear Each must become its own Sharpen its own sword Stand tall in the...

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My heart was breathing rapidly My ears were thrumming silence Filled with the joy That came up beside me I was seeing sounds that spoke Into my moving mind It took one glance and told me That I would never die Breathing knowledge Thinking truth Speaking to the all of you I sound was rest upon my shoulders Lifting me to speak louder I saw the truth float...

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I. Like arrows swiftly launched on bleeding wings, space and time flew to shape our foretold fates. Parnassus glorified supernatural beings, birthing grand songs too vast to narrate. From Pierian springs, I drank like deer that pants, hoping the Muses touch and Apollo grants, that I might drive his chariot of fire, and sing legends...

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Travel is not a right But a privilege, thus spoke Zarathustra In his most late incarnation Travelling is tied with applying But it’s more than ridiculous to ask for privileges. Especially since the answer is known. Zarathustra's commodity is hate I'm not tempted to support his drama Let those who agree to pay Have the privilege. Though, according to Zarathustra's logic The right to...

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The question hung, a silent weight, "Is God a truth, or sealed by fate?" A whispered doubt, a searching gaze, Lost in life's intricate maze. Then came a shift, a jarring sound, As unseen forces spun around. An election's tide, a nation's sway, And words that echoed, day by day. A voice arose, with fervent claim, Foretelling outcomes, like a burning flame. Events unfolded, stark...

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At the height of happiness, I spoke of unheard music, a secret symphony, and so what? if only I could live in continuous ecstasy, shaping the body of the poem, with my very being, saving each phrase with the days and weeks of my life, imbuing the poetry with my breath, feeding the letters of every word, pure...

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I spoke out A yearning calls But, is it of the heart Could be a yearning of a selfish pride A secret to gain self-glory A trek of agony To forge through this life For the glory of self-satisfaction Is a short lived story Once again with shovel in hand You dig deep to portray a fictitious facade to begin your story And...

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And in that moment, I realized I love him. When he spoke of the games he played, Or his progress at the gym. Every word he said sounded so addictive. The little efforts he made, the things he gifted. Everything about him made me question, What is this feeling that I get? To which my heart replied, "It's...

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Who spoke about the trees, Who spoke of liberty? Who spoke about bees When shackles kept men in misery? Nothing’s sweet in prison, Nothing’s sweet outside You have lost sense of direction When a good friend is still inside. Man is tied to life All labour and clock routine Facing trials, tests and strife No comfort in between. Best to do is be happy, Whistle it all away, Break...

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Nothing was interesting about me. We all just want a talk, a fun. How could I done it different?...

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Master spoke before creation began Crafting seeds to birth each plan, Including the universe and little Man. Walnut seeds sprout trees and embryos sprout you and me In our Master’s grand design, He seeded us free will to love or not. Crafted by the Masters’ Man are ideas which will bless well or serve us ill. Plant your ideas by the Living...

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Her work colleagues turned into cats immediately The second she began her speech at five until three The rest of us had no idea, for we could not see What she had to do to public speak confidently She was smiling brightly as she gave her speech Looking perky and joyful like a fresh coral peach Colleagues said she is inspired,...

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Roundtop Gallium arsenite Silicone And Germanium Key factors for production! A world To see A world of usage The Mines for Men To concour and tame....

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I heard myself speaking in the midst of the quietest crowd, it's like jingling car keys, swinging on the holder, running feets on the marathon ground Acapella harmonies, moving in the music room, jolting piano notes from one to two, two to three, I heard myself speaking, like splashing waters slapping the gigantic whales waves coming in and out, but then, somebody snapped a finger; and...

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Giving peacock instructions was not at all easy His version of English was the Midland Measy-peasy By the time faerie finished her stomach was queasy Did you understand? She asked the peacock, Teasy? More instructions were taught by grasshopper Breezy Teasy pretended to understand, shook his head easy. Did none of the things on the list said faerie Cheesly. Wishing he spoke...

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