Poetry

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I love her poems! Her website is: thepoeticunderground.com She has a book of poems that you can buy

Rupi Kaur and her poetry is pure magic, isn't it? Her words find their way inside of us. They creep into the cracks we don’t realize are open.

Langston Hughes Poems-literary classics

The Poetry Foundation, publisher of POETRY magazine, is an independent literary organization committed to a vigorous presence for poetry in our culture. It exists to discover and celebrate the best poetry and to place it before the largest possible audience.

Langston Hughes Poems-literary classics

The Poetry Foundation, publisher of POETRY magazine, is an independent literary organization committed to a vigorous presence for poetry in our culture. It exists to discover and celebrate the best poetry and to place it before the largest possible audience.

The Poetry Foundation, publisher of POETRY magazine, is an independent literary organization committed to a vigorous presence for poetry in our culture. It exists to discover and celebrate the best poetry and to place it before the largest possible audience.

This art print of the poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow captures the beauty of the sea. The muted colors and romantic illustrations make this print perfect for hanging in your bedroom or on a night table. Give as a gift or keep for your own memories. It says: The tide rises, the tide falls, The twilight darkens, the curlew calls; Along the sea-sands damp and brown The traveller hastens toward the town, And the tide rises, the tide falls. Darkness settles on roofs and walls, But the sea, the…

اپنی تصویر کو آنکھوں سے لگاتا کیا ہے اک نظر میری طرف بھی ترا جاتا کیا ہے میری رسوائی میں وہ بھی ہیں برابر کے شریک میرے قصے مرے یاروں کو سناتا کیا ہے پاس رہ کر بھی نہ پہچان سکا تو مجھ کو دور سے دیکھ کے اب ہاتھ ہلاتا کیا ہے ذہن کے پردوں پہ منزل کے ہیولے نہ بنا غور سے دیکھتا جا راہ میں آتا کیا ہے زخم دل جرم نہیں توڑ بھی دے مہر سکوت جو تجھے جانتے ہیں ان سے چھپاتا کیا ہے سفر شوق میں کیوں کانپتے ہیں پاؤں ترے آنکھ رکھتا ہے تو پھر آنکھ چراتا کیا ہے عمر بھر اپنے گریباں سے الجھنے والے تو مجھے میرے ہی…