Poems About: BALLAD

Each small gleam was a voice,
A lantern voice --
In little songs of carmine, violet, green, gold.
A chorus of colours came over the water; read more »

Spin us a tale, tell us a rhyme,
What happened “Once upon a time”?
Give us a ballad, sing us a lay
Of kings and princes far, far away. read more »

He writes poetry with his tongue.
Like sonnets from a veteran pen -
it moves fluidly to create emotion.
With it, he recites the love ballads of ages past. read more »

AS oftentimes the too resplendent sun
Hurries the pallid and reluctant moon
Back to her sombre cave, ere she hath won
A single ballad from the nightingale,
So doth thy Beauty make my lips to fail,
And all my sweetest singing out of tune. read more »

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Heart, not so heavy as mine
Wending late home— read more »

Many look on what constitutes freedom one might say differently
What seems free to you may not seem free to me
To be ruled by your own people to you as freedom does count
But in the true meaning of freedom that to little amount. read more »

youthful days
full of music,
a time of your life
which winks at you, read more »

Loss Or Grief
Pain Or Anguish
Death of a loved one
Saying goodbye to a friend who moves away... read more »

EACH small gleam was a voice
-A lantern voice-
In little songs of carmine, violet, green, gold.
A chorus of colors came over the water; read more »

The world around is sleeping,
The stars are bright o'erhead,
The shades of myalls weeping
Upon the sward are spread; read more »

Drama King

The name itself suggests such exaggeration,
A step becomes many in a split second, read more »

He was a major writer of his time
John Masefield he penned long stories in rhyme
It can be said of him he was a great
His legacy the genius he did create. read more »