Winter is poetry
Hail, gale or snow all
Make thoughts sublime
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A perfect blend
Sometimes a damsel;
Sometimes a mistress
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And to nowhere days gone;
I am sitting dejected and alone
The reasons not yet known
Since the association with you
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Limerick-18
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There was a boy named staurt
Who swallowed a ten rupee note
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Haiku- Riddle
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Something it is
When unknown and nothing it is
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Haiku- Oh flowers
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Dreams born of you
And die with you, separated
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I am made of clay
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I am made of clay
Not made of flesh and blood
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Haiku- a fool
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When you have something
To say and I have to say
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Oh death
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Haste not waste not
To thee I say not
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