#language poems on Hello Poetry

Ankush Mar 17

Words

Words used words,
Weird that is words,
Words much words,
Where now words.

    Words that starts,
And words which end.
    Words just words,
    And stop pretdend.

Words in hands and hands,
Everywhere.
Hands that blurts,
    And anywhere.

He used words,
She used words,
They took words,
    And world look them.

Word bind word,
Wind that wend,
Worse change words,
Chained that weight.

    Words that started,
And the world which ends.

#poetry #words #language #expression #meaning #literature #writing #depth #perspective #art

Abbott J Hardison Mar 8

I Will Lead

If they let me,
I will lead,
I will carry this torch,
Through the storm and flood.

For if not for poetry,
I would be one with none,
This art is a language,
We must carry on.

I selfishly believe I am an answer to the concerns of those elder poets who need a great mind to pass on this art to. If it turns out I am not ready for that honor, I will work to be,

#leading #torch #honor #storm #flood #poetry #language #elders #art

spilled tears Mar 6

how dare english

how dare english
or any tongue we know
fail to forge a word
that lifts you beyond a throne

#love #language

Maria Etre Feb 3

Intro/Extro Verses

".............",
his eyes said
without
saying

"and I, you",
I sighed
with
saying

introverts_extroverts_poerty verses

#opposites #poetry #heart #eyes #body #language

Zywa Jan 21

[ I can already ]

I can already

scold in this language, now I'm --

learning the sweet words.

Novella "De heilige Antonio" ("The Saint of the Impossible" / "Saint Antonio", 1998, Arnon Grunberg), chapter 1

Collection "The sweet curve"

#language #communication

Hebert Logerie Jan 21

The Language Of Flowers

I have never seen an ugly flower
Flowers are always full of grandeur
Flowers are known to be beautiful
All the time, that's stupendously wonderful
All flowers speak a beautiful language
That we all fully comprehend. In this day and age
Everybody is yearning to hear the voice of love
The voice of a symphony coming from above
Yes, everybody loves the language of the flowers
It is a language, a sound of joy between lovers
And friends. Love is at the center of everything
Please keep on dreaming, please keep on speaking
The language of the flowers, the language of all colors
The dialect of the epicureans, the language of all lovers
I only see beautiful flowers in spring, fall, summer and winter
One flower has the power to improve the mood of a lover
Bring a flower to a lover, I guarantee you that you'll be happy
Keep on speaking the language of the flowers to spread unity
Love, respect, peace and the incredible fondness that we all need
Flowers do not discriminate or use foul words. Lead and feed
Inspire and incense the world with the perfume of the flowers
With the aroma of a stylish language and exquisite manners.

Copyright © August 2019, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.

#flowers #beauty #grandeur #symphony #love #language #joy #perfume #aroma #style

Zywa Jan 11

[ Patro, patrino ]

Patro, patrino.

Mother: the little father --

in Esperanto.

Novel "a word child" (1975, Iris Murdoch), chapter Thursday [2]

Collection "Unspoken"

#men #dominance #language #patriarchy

irinia Jan 10

this language

there in the land of the wind
the grass would like to be as tall as you
the salt of the earth would be ringing,
resonant with the laughter of tears
perhaps everything we are
has to conceive a symbolic death
to deliver ourselves

in the embryo of words there is
such a gentleness, a true prophecy:
language would begin to forget itself
we meet in this language without words
like two beings from the end of the world

#gentleness #language #poetry