MISTAKE POEMS

My First Ever Mistake

The mistake I had never expected,
I did it without getting into awareness
Of how it would react.
Lacking that girl in me is like lacking
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Abubakar Mohammed Musa

Her Hardship

Only a second apart raindrops will touch the ground
Making a sound of peace for all around
For peace was the image he had in mind when he created the ground
But the only mistake he made was the beings he situated on the ground
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Reneilwe Mathipa

Strangers

When my words don't matter to you
What will my silence do?
When I can't trust you,
Why do I still want to
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Fihaal

Almost Lost My Love.

Its a pretty day today, I love days like these because the cold soothing wind that blows is a reminder of you being by my side no matter what comes. The clouds that shelter me from the sun remind me of how the thought of you keeps all the dark memories away. The slight rain feels like your kisses filled with love and compassion making me sure of good and kindness in this world
But today isn't a pretty day although it's like the ones i look forward to the most, but just like most things i ruined it.
The clouds are darker than i remember and the thougts they bring darker still.
The slight rain mirrors my eyes and no matter how much the clouds and I cry we cant wash my guilt away.
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Abeer Fatima

Part Of You

It's a sorry from my heart to you,
i tried my best but could never be a part of you.
it all started well,
we knew each other as well,
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Faded Black

Zombie (reverse Poetry)

"A zombie is what I am.
I would be wrong to say
I can love again,

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Noah Angelo Lb

Venus And Adonis

Even as the sun with purple-coloured face
Had ta'en his last leave of the weeping morn,
Rose-cheeked Adonis hied him to the chase;
Hunting he loved, but love he laughed to scorn.
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William Shakespeare

The Mountain

The mountain held the town as in a shadow
I saw so much before I slept there once:
I noticed that I missed stars in the west,
Where its black body cut into the sky.
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Robert Frost

The Sonnets Cxlviii - O Me! What Eyes Hath Love Put In My Head

O me! what eyes hath Love put in my head,
Which have no correspondence with true sight;
Or, if they have, where is my judgment fled,
That censures falsely what they see aright?
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William Shakespeare

Short Speech To My Friends

A political art, let it be
tenderness, low strings the fingers
touch, or the width of autumn
climbing wider avenues, among the virtue
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Amiri Baraka

The Roll Of The Kettledrum; Or, The Lay Of The Last Charger

“You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet,
Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone?
Of two such lessons, why forget
The nobler and the manlier one?”-Byron.
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Adam Lindsay Gordon

I Am What I Am Supposed To Be .

Love is a language of heart,
Transform in attitude,
It appears on expression,
Cater through action.
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Norbu Dorji

Leaving You, Will Be A Mistake~

The tale full of darkness
You came and sparkled it with glitter's
In the mirror of your eyes,
She can see her beautiful features!
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Karmanya Kaur

Absalom And Achitophel

In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin,
Before polygamy was made a sin;
When man, on many, multipli'd his kind,
Ere one to one was cursedly confin'd:
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John Dryden

The Alarm

Get off your downy cots of ease,
There's work that must be done.
Great danger's riding on the seas.
The storm is coming on.
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Edgar Albert Guest

The Man Against The Sky

Between me and the sunset, like a dome
Against the glory of a world on fire,
Now burned a sudden hill,
Bleak, round, and high, by flame-lit height made higher,
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Edwin Arlington Robinson

Bewick Finzer

Time was when his half million drew
The breath of six per cent;
But soon the worm of what-was-not
Fed hard on his content;
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Edwin Arlington Robinson

His Scars, And My Thoughts

Something sharp running across your blue veins,
not your nails,
not a mistake,
just adrenaline,
.....

Lolita

The Housekeeper

I let myself in at the kitchen door.
“It's you,” she said. “I can't get up. Forgive me
Not answering your knock. I can no more
Let people in than I can keep them out.
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Robert Frost

The Man And His Image (prose Fable)

Once there was a man who loved himself very much, and who permitted himself no rivals in that love. He thought his face and figure the handsomest in all the world. Anything in the shape of a mirror that could show him his own likeness he took care to avoid; for he did not want to be reminded that perhaps he was over-rating his beauty. For this reason he hated looking-glasses and accused them of being false. He made a very great mistake in this respect; but that he did not mind, being quite content to live in the happiness the mistake afforded him.

To cure him of so grievous an error, officious Fate managed matters in such a way that wherever he turned his eyes they would fall on one of those mute little counsellors that ladies carry and appeal to when they are anxious about their appearance. He found mirrors in the houses; mirrors in the shops; mirrors in the pockets of gallants; mirrors even as ornaments on waist-belts of ladies.

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Jean De La Fontaine

The Two

You are the town and we are the clock.
We are the guardians of the gate in the rock.
The Two.
On your left and on your right
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W. H. Auden

Ione

I

Ah, yes, ‘t is sweet still to remember,
Though 'twere less painful to forget;
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Paul Laurence Dunbar

Thersites

So, in the Sunday papers _you_, Del Mar,
Damn, all great Englishmen in English speech?
I am no Englishman, but in my reach
A rogue shall never rail where heroes are.
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Ambrose Bierce

Fitter To See Him, I May Be

968

Fitter to see Him, I may be
For the long Hindrance-Grace-to Me-
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Emily Dickinson

Anger

A feeling of disgust,
Going against our will,
Unable to tolerate,
Makes us feel annoyed.
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Norbu Dorji

The King Of Brentford-s Testament

The noble King of Brentford
Was old and very sick,
He summon'd his physicians
To wait upon him quick;
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William Makepeace Thackeray

Hymn 161

Christian virtues; or, The difficulty of conversion.

Strait is the way, the door is strait,
That leads to joys on high;
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Isaac Watts

Love's Usury

For every hour that thou wilt spare me now,
I will allow,
Usurious God of Love, twenty to thee,
When with my brown, my grey hairs equal be;
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John Donne

Elegy I

Who, if I cried out, would hear me among the angels'
hierarchies? and even if one of them suddenly
pressed me against his heart, I would perish
in the embrace of his stronger existence.
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Rainer Maria Rilke

Premiers Amours.

Old Loves and old dreams,--
"Requiescant in pace."
How strange now it seems,--
"Old" Loves and "old" dreams!
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Henry Austin Dobson

In Time Of Revolt

The Thing must End. I am no boy! I am
No boy! I being twenty-one. Uncle, you make
A great mistake, a very great mistake,
In chiding me for letting slip a “Damn!”
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Rupert Brooke

The Cattle Thief

They were coming across the prairie, they were
galloping hard and fast;
For the eyes of those desperate riders had sighted
their man at last--
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Emily Pauline Johnson

A Conceited Mistake

Once upon a time there was a mistake
So silly so small
That no one would even have noticed it

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Vasko Popa

The Mistake

There is always the harrowing by mortality,
the strafing by age, he thinks. Always defeats.
Sorrows come like epidemics. But we are alive
in the difficult way adults want to be alive.
.....

Jack Gilbert

James Lee's Wife

I. James Lee's Wife Speaks at the Window

I.
Ah, Love, but a day
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Robert Browning

An Essay Upon Satire

By Me Dryden And The Earl Of Mulgrave,[1] 1679.

How dull, and how insensible a beast
Is man, who yet would lord it o'er the rest!
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John Dryden

The Beasts' Confession

To the Priest, on Observing how most Men mistake their own Talents

When beasts could speak (the learned say,
They still can do so ev'ry day),
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Jonathan Swift

We Dream'it Is Good We Are Dreaming

531

We dream-it is good we are dreaming-
It would hurt us-were we awake-
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Emily Dickinson

The Iliad: Book 11

And now as Dawn rose from her couch beside Tithonus, harbinger of
light alike to mortals and immortals, Jove sent fierce Discord with
the ensign of war in her hands to the ships of the Achaeans. She
took her stand by the huge black hull of Ulysses' ship which was
.....

Homer

The Bonfire

“Oh, let's go up the hill and scare ourselves,
As reckless as the best of them to-night,
By setting fire to all the brush we piled
With pitchy hands to wait for rain or snow.
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Robert Frost

The New Hawaiian Girl

EXPLANATORY

Kamehameha First, of the Hawaiian Islands, conquered his
foes in a great battle, driving them over the high mountain
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Verses On The Death Of Dr. Swift, D.s.p.d.

Dans l'adversité de nos meilleurs amis
nous trouvons quelque chose, qui ne nous déplaît pas.


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Jonathan Swift

The Code

There were three in the meadow by the brook
Gathering up windrows, piling cocks of hay,
With an eye always lifted toward the west
Where an irregular sun-bordered cloud
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Robert Frost

Sonnet 12

What gossamer lures thee now? What hope, what name
Is on thy lips? What dreams to fruit have grown?
Thou who hast turned ONE Poet-heart to stone,
Is thine yet burning with its seraph flame?
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Henry Timrod

Waxwings

Four Tao philosophers as cedar waxwings
chat on a February berry bush
in sun, and I am one.

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Robert Francis

An Answer

Thy love I am. Thy wife I cannot be,
To wear the yoke of servitude â?? to take
Strange, unknown fetters that I cannot break
On soul and flesh that should be mine, and free.
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Ada Cambridge

Distracted Druggist

'A shilling's worth of quinine, please,'
The customer demanded.
The druggist went down on his knees
And from a cupboard handed
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Robert William Service

Tz'u No. 5

To the tune of "Like a Dream"

I always remember the sunset
over the pavilion by the river,
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Li Ching Chao

Sonnet Cxlviii

O me, what eyes hath Love put in my head,
Which have no correspondence with true sight!
Or, if they have, where is my judgment fled,
That censures falsely what they see aright?
.....

William Shakespeare

Reaping

You want to know what's the matter with me, do yer?
My! ain't men blinder'n moles?
It ain't nothin' new, be sure o' that.
Why, ef you'd had eyes you'd ha' seed
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Amy Lowell