Visit Poems - Poems about Visit

A pretty big gate it was... Overseeing the strict soldiers at the entrance. Firmly, they stood with heavy weapons. Stepped inside the picturesque place, Gentle girls welcomed with grace. A beautiful big lawn, Guarded by patient pawns, Ample aesthetic rooms around, Occupied by pretty people abound. Classical songs were playing on one side, Dancers accompanied them the other side. People indulged in their adorable arts, Celebrating...

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The arrival of his departure (A numb and cruel upheaval starter) was an emotional core rupture; a visual goodbye to my father. I saw his final, last inhale that would never flow to release. I saw his life light fade to pale before leaving to forever peace. In time, I joyously came to know his essence was such a strong force, he could bend...

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a welcome visit lady bug sweet lady bug bearer of good luck AP: Honorable Mention 2025...

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In the middle of the woods I sit Becoming lost The world for me no longer a hit Pure Peace at no cost Watching the gentle water flow Completely still I am happily hiding from the everyday show On cool, quiet hill A smile of soft joy creeps up on me With Happy Thoughts of You A familiar white dove peeps in the form of...

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Spring Monoku Poetry Contest Jcb Brul spring opens its door once a year and visitors marvel at the greetings...

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For Sara Jama's contest "Emotional Shrapnel" 05/10/2025 she appears spontaneously courtesy asunder an uninvited visitor behind her a seeping of rust at the gates an artist with barren hands splashing scarlet all over the hessian a lurid migration, primordial as fossils, sketched by Selene’s soft summoning into the earth’s belly, with feeble niggles, surging to tremor crescendos abrading, ...

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My children, it's so very hard to explain, How or what you need to do. To connect to the One sitting on His throne, Creator of me and you. I'm sharing my actions and experience. That yielded results for me. Like a fingerprint yours may not be the same. But you must show a desire to see. I wake up early, set the...

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Glory Mountain, Davao City, day three. The legs do not listen anymore They called to Stunning Villa There you see the curtailed garden Arrays of colorful flowers that bloom Man made beautiful falls cascading below Thousands of pine trees going to the top Man made lake nestled in between those flat I felt inside this extraordinary characters Unspeakable joy to discover this hidden gem Very...

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A brief visit I sat trying to write A poem of love Yes, once Love hit me hard I sensed someone Standing beside my chair Yes, it was her Twenty years had gone She looked the same She smiled with eyes of love Then, she faded away ...

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I visit you If it’s a dream or a smell Maybe some fragrance I remembered well I visit you Like a kid excited about a missing tooth Everyone is delighted Even you I visit you I remember you people resemble you Who can I send this to When I visit you It’ll be pitiful to pitty myself when we...

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You hand me the bracelet without meeting my eyes - A wordless expression that betrays the casualness between us. It's a symbol, a sign That you haven't forgotten. My face burns with emotion and I quickly turn to face the sea As decade-old feelings crash through my veins. I open my palm to find a string of blood-red roses - Ten...

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If you don't want it to be taught how America brutalized the American Indian, and you don't want it to be taught how America brutalized the enslaved black, don't talk to me about your Christian moral compass, because a Christian moral compass is something that you lack. ...

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My Spirit Silent night my mind my soul my flesh silent rest! MY Spirits Thoughts! My Mind Dreaming the Same! We moved with sweet sensations to the place were the fruits grow flowing all colors and some we yet to know! Streams flowing all color trees growing With a three sixty degree view!Embracing John fifteen verses three to 8...

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I won a poetry prize to go visit the lake isle of Innisfree. But I didn't wanna go, cuz there's nothing there I particularly wanted to see. I hear there's just a clay-and-wattles cabin with a bunch a bees a-blabbin' and nine rows of beans, and that doesn't really interest me. ...

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To understand the meaning of life Three places you should visit : First, is hospital Health is wealth. Second, is jail Freedom is valuable. Lastly, is funeral We're nothing but guests on Earth....

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