Poems About: NARRATIVE

In this page, poems on / about “narrative” are listed.

  • 109.
    pure music

    Pure music tells no clichéd tale
    concerning God or love or conquering sword;
    it is composed in that fair higher scale
    of consciousness where facts may be ignored. read more »

    gershon hepner
  • 110.
    Book of Life

    Book of Life

    The book published when the costs were low
    A child born of a happy wedding. read more »

    AKELLA S. RATNAM
  • 111.
    Kinda Blue

    for Ben Schonzeit, painter

    You offer me slices of your days
    in gaunt calligraphy, black and red, read more »

    Becky Dennison Sakellariou
  • 112.
    Luggage Lady

    with skills of organization
    down to a science
    every matter
    well, read more »

    Randy Resh
  • 113.
    The Bookworm

    This alien land is made of paper
    Its pages stay firmly stuck together
    Until this foreign creature slides them apart
    She ruins their land like she has no heart read more »

    Lenore Lee
  • 114.
    Life of ‘Pi'ous!

    God is omnipotent; only is to see through timely bruise
    As guard of nature to ward off such through magic truce,
    Might have engulfed around pathetically plying sublimes
    Seeks answers to free hackles of murkily stationed whims, read more »

    Gunde Narsing Rao
  • 115.
    Passage Of Love

    Buxom breasts, shrouding the wealth
    Of an endowment, like no other
    The devotion of motherhood, luscious copious vats
    Hibernating infancy read more »

    Dilantha Gunawardana
  • 116.
    My Love's Avail

    I have no words which befit my heart's sentiment,
    Nothing could ever properly form it's embodiment-
    Alas, I assure thee, my beloved, all that I may, with lyric-
    My love's reality doth belie it's very essence, esoteric! read more »

    Maurice Harris
  • 117.
    Somthing New

    Every moment
    the world wants something new.
    Novel evenings
    And novel dawns, read more »

    Faeza gilani
  • 118.
    What If...

    Have you ever wondered what would be,
    If your 'first love' reappeared, right before thee?
    What if time fashioned her as though from the scape of dream?
    Now, this former fond memory is held in your highest esteem! read more »

    Maurice Harris
  • 119.
    Headed The Other Way

    They were nowhere to be seen,
    But now the sight defied analysis;
    Picking up the story, we wrote this narrative,
    Curling my writing utensil, defying the senses. read more »

    Naveed Akram
  • 120.
    DESPERADO

    They slaughtered the icon in captivity
    as an act of mercy.
    To know the secret of madness
    why people were falling on knees? read more »

    Satish Verma
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