249 Results with the "Poetry" genre


    • VERSE: THE SAILOR BOY Cover
      by LovelyMay The Sailor Boy begins not with a voyage but with a dream—a boy's dream spun from sea winds, legends, and the wild hills of the north. Though only twelve, his heart reaches beyond the land he knows, yearning for distant shores and heroic tales. The image of rescuing a princess or surviving a shipwreck lives brightly in his imagination, shaped by the quiet grandeur of the castle nearby. That castle, owned by the Earl and Countess, looms in his world not as a place of fear, but mystery. Its walls hold…
    • VERSE: THE LESSON OF THE WAR (1855) Cover
      by LovelyMay The Lesson of the War (1855) opens with a sense of stillness stretched across England, a stillness not rooted in peace but in anticipation. Homes are filled with warmth, tables are set for supper, yet behind every lighted window flickers the same fear. The nation, while appearing whole, is quietly splintered by sorrow that has not yet reached the surface. Across cities and fields, people brace for letters that may never come, telegrams that may hold only grief. England is not indifferent to the distant…
    • VERSE: The Carver’s Lesson Cover
      by LovelyMay The Carver’s Lesson speaks to those who create not with their hands alone, but with their hearts and convictions woven into every detail. The speaker urges that skill, while essential, is not the highest virtue of art. What truly matters is the message that breathes quietly through each carved form—a whisper of peace, kindness, or truth hidden in wood or stone. A carved rose should carry more than beauty; it should soften a heart or inspire a thought. This lesson isn’t just for sculptors—it’s for…
    • VERSE: THE ANGEL’S STORY Cover
      by LovelyMay The Angel’s Story begins on a cold Christmas night, where the streets glimmer under festive lights and joyful sounds echo through the air. Yet not every home mirrors the celebration outside. In a house filled with beauty and wealth, a quiet sorrow unfolds. A child, pale and weak, lies wrapped in blankets, fighting an illness no riches could heal. His mother, broken with worry, stays close, reading to him and singing softly, her voice holding more love than hope. She watches each breath with trembling…
    • VERSE: REST AT EVENING Cover
      by LovelyMay Rest at Evening unfolds gently, inviting the reader to consider not just the end of life, but the calm that follows a day well spent. It does not fear the end but greets it like twilight welcomes night—softly, with acceptance. As life’s momentum slows, the noise that once filled every hour fades into stillness. Familiar duties, long carried with conviction, fall away one by one until only silence remains. That silence does not feel empty but full—brimming with quiet meaning and a release from strain.…
    • VERSE: Philip and Mildred Cover
      by LovelyMay Philip and Mildred opens in a moment marked not by celebration, but by sorrow cloaked in tenderness. In the hush of early evening, the two lovers walk slowly through a valley that once echoed with the laughter of their shared dreams. This was to be their wedding day, yet instead of vows before family, they exchange promises beneath a darkening sky. Philip, drawn away by recognition he never sought but cannot refuse, leaves not for glory but for purpose. Mildred, though aching with loss, urges him forward,…
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      VERSE: Optimus

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      by LovelyMay Optimus opens with a caution that speaks directly to the well-meaning heart—the kind of person stirred by the sight of undone work, by silence when action is needed, and by the weight of tasks that seem to have been abandoned. A voice, noble in tone but dangerous in intent, whispers that it is right to step in and take on what others have left behind. It presents itself as a call to heroism, dressed in selflessness, yet it carries within it the seed of imbalance. The poem reveals this temptation as…
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      VERSE: My Will

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      by LovelyMay My Will begins not with possessions, but with presence—the kind of presence that lingers even after parting. The speaker, without land or riches to leave behind, chooses instead to pass on pieces of their spirit. These are not grand inheritances of gold, but memories, encouragement, and affection sculpted by time and care. Each recipient is offered something deeply personal: a name carried with tenderness, a task that echoes shared conviction, or a love untouched by bitterness. These gifts are quiet, yet…
    • VERSE: MY JOURNAL Cover
      by LovelyMay My Journal begins in the low light of a weary evening, as the speaker lifts a forgotten volume, cloaked in dust and time. Its metal clasps open reluctantly, revealing yellowed pages softened by age and sorrow. There is no ceremony, only the slow unfolding of memories that speak louder than the quiet room around them. The journal, once filled with promise and fresh ink, now reads like a map of a life both imagined and endured. Dreams once written with bold certainty now seem distant, not gone, but weathered…
    • VERSE: Light and Shade Cover
      by LovelyMay Light and Shade begins by recognizing the quiet strength in those who carry both joy and pain without complaint. Life is not a straight path of constant brightness, nor is it always shadowed. Instead, it unfolds in shifting tones—sunlight filtered through passing clouds. The poem invites readers to see this interplay not as confusion, but as richness. By embracing contrast, we learn how to feel more deeply, connect more honestly, and live more fully. What comforts one day may not work the next, yet that,…
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