Poems

ME OF MY CHILDHOOD,OVER DID EVER.WHY ? I AM UNSURE. MY IDEOLOGY,ISN'T OF SOMEONEAS I REFLECT ! INFANCY OF MINE,WASN'T THAT QUITE,EVER OF GOES. I WONDER OF,MY WOUNDS,WHERE THEY POLITICIZED ? IS THIS BORN OF FATE?OR EXORCISM OF OUTCAST?I AM UNANSWERABLE.IT'LL BE BOUNDED OFF MYSTERY WILL. … [Read more...] about Unanswered Question, By: Anubhav Sharma

These times strike monied worldlings with dismay:Even rich men, brave by nature, taint the airWith words of apprehension and despair:While tens of thousands, thinking on the affray,Men unto whom sufficient for the dayAnd minds not stinted or untilled are given,Sound, healthy, children of the God of heaven,Are cheerful as the rising sun in May.What do we gather hence but firmer … [Read more...] about October, 1803, By: William Wordsworth

Industrial progressincludes innovationand once in a whilea dream product arrivesthat elates criminalswho illegally getuntraceable pistols,so the way to catch themis when they’re carrying.Law enforcement limitsnow forbid stop and frisk,the only practical wayto catch weapons on the street.Racial sensitivitiesabout who the police stopare far more importantthan protecting the … [Read more...] about Ghost Guns, By: Gary Beck

Intrepid sons of Albion! not by youIs life despised; ah no, the spacious earthNe'er saw a race who held, by right of birth,So many objects to which love is due:Ye slight not life, to God and Nature true;But death, becoming death, is dearer far,When duty bids you bleed in open war:Hence hath your prowess quelled that impious crew.Heroes! for instant sacrifice prepared;Yet filled … [Read more...] about Occasioned By The Battle Of Waterloo, By: William Wordsworth

Life inside my snow globe,keeps me safe and secure.I get shaken badlyas snowflakes fall around.After a while ,my winter wonderlandreturns to calm serenity. … [Read more...] about Life Inside My Snow Globe, By: Mary Bone