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othorizedshogun
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poems_dataset

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Found Poem (Allegory) 20 November, 2018 Failing to reach the grapes Ill says of those the jackal.	found-poem	null	Input: [Form: found-poem] Poem: Found Poem (Allegory) 20 November, 2018 Failing to reach the grapes Ill says of those the jackal.
The more we live, more brief appear Our life's succeeding stages; A day to childhood seems a year, And years like passing ages. The gladsome current of our youth, Ere passion yet disorders, Steals lingering like a river smooth Along its grassy borders. But as the careworn cheek grows wan, And sorrow's shafts fly thicke...	null	river	Input: [Topic: river] Poem: The more we live, more brief appear Our life's succeeding stages; A day to childhood seems a year, And years like passing ages. The gladsome current of our youth, Ere passion yet disorders, Steals lingering like a river smooth Along its grassy borders. But as the careworn cheek grows wan, An...
America, from a grain of maize you grew to crown with spacious lands the ocean foam. A grain of maize was your geography. From the grain a green lance rose, was covered with gold, to grace the heights of Peru with its yellow tassels. But, poet, let history rest in its shroud; praise with your lyre the grain in its gran...	ode	null	Input: [Form: ode] Poem: America, from a grain of maize you grew to crown with spacious lands the ocean foam. A grain of maize was your geography. From the grain a green lance rose, was covered with gold, to grace the heights of Peru with its yellow tassels. But, poet, let history rest in its shroud; praise with your l...
If only i'd understand your true intent... but with a broken trust, was it all meant? I always think we'd make it to the end started believing, tried to comprehend but here you are flaunting your escapades completely forgotten I watched love fades broken trust this heart will never mend all these pain wielded inside m...	null	trust	Input: [Topic: trust] Poem: If only i'd understand your true intent... but with a broken trust, was it all meant? I always think we'd make it to the end started believing, tried to comprehend but here you are flaunting your escapades completely forgotten I watched love fades broken trust this heart will never mend all...
Its Funny... When im happy I have a bad day Its Funnny, That when I wish it was hot it snowed Its Funny, That when the world is finally at peace War begins Its Funny, When I fancy Chicken my mum cooks pork Its Funny, When I get a new phone It breaks Its Funny, When I tell my friend a secret and politely ask her not to ...	null	funny	Input: [Topic: funny] Poem: Its Funny... When im happy I have a bad day Its Funnny, That when I wish it was hot it snowed Its Funny, That when the world is finally at peace War begins Its Funny, When I fancy Chicken my mum cooks pork Its Funny, When I get a new phone It breaks Its Funny, When I tell my friend a secret ...
You are a repulsive child trapped in a tangle of your forebears' filth, Your own shames were unmasked by a stranger, A careless past rising as an unheeded warning of your vanities, You grasp at the toys of others, eagerly dashing them to pieces, As bespoke by sanguine, yet ironically, you stumble amidst a thicker mist ...	conceit	null	Input: [Form: conceit] Poem: You are a repulsive child trapped in a tangle of your forebears' filth, Your own shames were unmasked by a stranger, A careless past rising as an unheeded warning of your vanities, You grasp at the toys of others, eagerly dashing them to pieces, As bespoke by sanguine, yet ironically, you s...
This bogey is a fing What lives up in your nose And how they comes to get there No one really knows Me grandad likes to blow ‘is out And then he takes a look I fink he’s double checking Just how many he has took But me see, I is different I likes to pick ‘em out By stickin’ up me finger And jiggling it about Then when ...	null	nature	Input: [Topic: nature] Poem: This bogey is a fing What lives up in your nose And how they comes to get there No one really knows Me grandad likes to blow ‘is out And then he takes a look I fink he’s double checking Just how many he has took But me see, I is different I likes to pick ‘em out By stickin’ up me finger And...
I THOUGHT no more was needed Youth to polong Than dumb-bell and foil To keep the body young. O who could have foretold That thc heart grows old? Though I have many words, What woman's satisfied, I am no longer faint Because at her side? O who could have foretold That the heart grows old? I have not lost desire But the ...	null	song	Input: [Topic: song] Poem: I THOUGHT no more was needed Youth to polong Than dumb-bell and foil To keep the body young. O who could have foretold That thc heart grows old? Though I have many words, What woman's satisfied, I am no longer faint Because at her side? O who could have foretold That the heart grows old? I ha...
Now as Heaven is my Lot, they're the Pests of the Nation! Wherever they can come With clankum and blankum 'Tis all Botheration, & Hell & Damnation, With fun, jeering Conjuring Sky-staring, Loungerin g, And still to the tune of Transmogrification-- Those muttering Spluttering Ventriloquogusty P oets With no Hats Or Hats...	null	moon	Input: [Topic: moon] Poem: Now as Heaven is my Lot, they're the Pests of the Nation! Wherever they can come With clankum and blankum 'Tis all Botheration, & Hell & Damnation, With fun, jeering Conjuring Sky-staring, Loungerin g, And still to the tune of Transmogrification-- Those muttering Spluttering Ventriloquogusty ...
I was dead, then alive. Weeping, then laughing. The power of love came into me, and I became fierce like a lion, then tender like the evening star. He said, ‘You’re not mad enough. You don’t belong in this house.’ I went wild and had to be tied up. He said, ‘Still not wild enough to stay with us!’ I broke through anoth...	ghazal	null	Input: [Form: ghazal] Poem: I was dead, then alive. Weeping, then laughing. The power of love came into me, and I became fierce like a lion, then tender like the evening star. He said, ‘You’re not mad enough. You don’t belong in this house.’ I went wild and had to be tied up. He said, ‘Still not wild enough to stay wit...
The weather vane It crackled And the wind Turned round A little Not that The wind was not Running though not A gale. Yet It was just restless A restless Soul Selling its merchandise.	null	weather	Input: [Topic: weather] Poem: The weather vane It crackled And the wind Turned round A little Not that The wind was not Running though not A gale. Yet It was just restless A restless Soul Selling its merchandise.
with just a glance a small glance into your eyes I saw your evil evil eyes and evil mind I felt it in my bones but I didn’t understand it for you looked so normal besides those evil eyes such a kind smile I thought I must be wrong for you are but a normal guy for you were a pretty boy beautiful blonde hair that perfect...	null	evil	Input: [Topic: evil] Poem: with just a glance a small glance into your eyes I saw your evil evil eyes and evil mind I felt it in my bones but I didn’t understand it for you looked so normal besides those evil eyes such a kind smile I thought I must be wrong for you are but a normal guy for you were a pretty boy beautif...
SMALL is the trust when love is green In sap of early years; A little thing steps in between And kisses turn to tears. Awhile - and see how love be grown In loveliness and power! Awhile, it loves the sweets alone, But next it loves the sour. A little love is none at all That wanders or that fears; A hearty love dwells ...	null	green	Input: [Topic: green] Poem: SMALL is the trust when love is green In sap of early years; A little thing steps in between And kisses turn to tears. Awhile - and see how love be grown In loveliness and power! Awhile, it loves the sweets alone, But next it loves the sour. A little love is none at all That wanders or that ...
Here I am tonight, I know it’s not alright, Something’s just not right… When I look into your eyes, I can see all the lies. Sometimes, I wish this not be, Sometimes, I don’t want to believe, Sometimes, That we’re not to be, Sometimes, When I think about our memories…… Where you, Lock your arms around me, Letting our mi...	null	sometimes	Input: [Topic: sometimes] Poem: Here I am tonight, I know it’s not alright, Something’s just not right… When I look into your eyes, I can see all the lies. Sometimes, I wish this not be, Sometimes, I don’t want to believe, Sometimes, That we’re not to be, Sometimes, When I think about our memories…… Where you, Lock you...
Upon the bank a fisherman Now look across the river still While seated on his folding stool With trusted rod in hand, That's been with him since childhood days A father's gift so long ago He treasures it just like a son A memory of his life. In days of old they shared such joy Upon this spot they called their own Besid...	null	son	Input: [Topic: son] Poem: Upon the bank a fisherman Now look across the river still While seated on his folding stool With trusted rod in hand, That's been with him since childhood days A father's gift so long ago He treasures it just like a son A memory of his life. In days of old they shared such joy Upon this spot t...
Money is a kind of poetry. - Wallace Stevens Money, the long green, cash, stash, rhino, jack or just plain dough. Chock it up, fork it over, shell it out. Watch it burn holes through pockets. To be made of it! To have it to burn! Greenbacks, double eagles, megabucks and Ginnie Maes. It greases the palm, feathers a nest...	null	money	Input: [Topic: money] Poem: Money is a kind of poetry. - Wallace Stevens Money, the long green, cash, stash, rhino, jack or just plain dough. Chock it up, fork it over, shell it out. Watch it burn holes through pockets. To be made of it! To have it to burn! Greenbacks, double eagles, megabucks and Ginnie Maes. It greas...
I. While envious crowds the summit view, Where Danger with Ambition strays; Or far, with anxious step, pursue Pale Av'rice, thro' his winding ways; The selfish passions in their train, Whose force the social ties unbind, And chill the love of human kind, And make fond Nature's best emotions vain; II. O, poesy! O nymph ...	null	poetry	Input: [Topic: poetry] Poem: I. While envious crowds the summit view, Where Danger with Ambition strays; Or far, with anxious step, pursue Pale Av'rice, thro' his winding ways; The selfish passions in their train, Whose force the social ties unbind, And chill the love of human kind, And make fond Nature's best emotions...
Fire, fire, Fire, fight with the fire. I am fire You are fire, Fight with the fire And take care. Fire harbor doubts Fire hamper growth, Fire is my illness, Fire is sap my Life force and wisdom. Fire, fire, Fire is both inside And fire is also outside. Fire is my own doubts, My own uncertainty And my own confusion. Let...	null	fire	Input: [Topic: fire] Poem: Fire, fire, Fire, fight with the fire. I am fire You are fire, Fight with the fire And take care. Fire harbor doubts Fire hamper growth, Fire is my illness, Fire is sap my Life force and wisdom. Fire, fire, Fire is both inside And fire is also outside. Fire is my own doubts, My own uncertaint...
'Naff' comes back as 'cutting-edge'... though dogs may have their day, doggerel may have nine lives... I guess it's here to stay...	null	poetry	Input: [Topic: poetry] Poem: 'Naff' comes back as 'cutting-edge'... though dogs may have their day, doggerel may have nine lives... I guess it's here to stay...
My most Distinguished Guest and Learned Friend, The pallid hare that runs before the day Having brought your earnest counsels to an end Now have I somewhat of my own to say: That it is folly to be sunk in love, And madness plain to make the matter known, There are no mysteries you are verger of; Everyman's wisdoms thes...	null	friend	Input: [Topic: friend] Poem: My most Distinguished Guest and Learned Friend, The pallid hare that runs before the day Having brought your earnest counsels to an end Now have I somewhat of my own to say: That it is folly to be sunk in love, And madness plain to make the matter known, There are no mysteries you are verge...
Signs appearing in the middle of an afternoon rush at Wendy's. People of all colors, creeds, religions, and races together, laughing, talking, getting along fantastically. So much for racism here in America, it is just a lie perpetrated by obama and all his racist friends. Letting the entire world know, that here we ac...	null	racism	Input: [Topic: racism] Poem: Signs appearing in the middle of an afternoon rush at Wendy's. People of all colors, creeds, religions, and races together, laughing, talking, getting along fantastically. So much for racism here in America, it is just a lie perpetrated by obama and all his racist friends. Letting the entir...
There are certain things - as, a spider, a ghost, The income-tax, gout, an umbrella for three - That I hate, but the thing that I hate the most Is a thing they call the Sea. Pour some salt water over the floor - Ugly I'm sure you'll allow it to be: Suppose it extended a mile or more, THAT'S very like the Sea. Beat a do...	dirge	sea	Input: [Form: dirge, Topic: sea] Poem: There are certain things - as, a spider, a ghost, The income-tax, gout, an umbrella for three - That I hate, but the thing that I hate the most Is a thing they call the Sea. Pour some salt water over the floor - Ugly I'm sure you'll allow it to be: Suppose it extended a mile or mo...
when i die, you can burn this body, and take the ashes to the street down in front of the housing projects, where people live day to day, moment to moment, just trying to survive... or you can take them to the countries ravaged by starvation, and pour them out on the side of the road where families are dying... or you ...	null	justice	Input: [Topic: justice] Poem: when i die, you can burn this body, and take the ashes to the street down in front of the housing projects, where people live day to day, moment to moment, just trying to survive... or you can take them to the countries ravaged by starvation, and pour them out on the side of the road where...
In futurity I prophesy see. That the earth from sleep. (Grave the sentence deep) Shall arise and seek For her maker meek: And the desart wild Become a garden mild. In the southern clime, Where the summers prime Never fades away; Lovely Lyca lay. Seven summers old Lovely Lyca told, She had wandered long. Hearing wild bi...	null	girl	Input: [Topic: girl] Poem: In futurity I prophesy see. That the earth from sleep. (Grave the sentence deep) Shall arise and seek For her maker meek: And the desart wild Become a garden mild. In the southern clime, Where the summers prime Never fades away; Lovely Lyca lay. Seven summers old Lovely Lyca told, She had wan...
How can we affirm our own existence? Cogito ergo sum, Descartes said, I think therefore I am. But wait! Who is doing the thinking? The body? Am I my body? Well, Descartes explained, we are talking about Two incompatible substances: The unextended and indivisible mind In contrast with the extended and divisible matter, ...	null	despair	Input: [Topic: despair] Poem: How can we affirm our own existence? Cogito ergo sum, Descartes said, I think therefore I am. But wait! Who is doing the thinking? The body? Am I my body? Well, Descartes explained, we are talking about Two incompatible substances: The unextended and indivisible mind In contrast with the e...
There is a girl inside. She is randy as a wolf. She will not walk away and leave these bones to an old woman. She is a green tree in a forest of kindling. She is a greeen girl in a used poet. She has waited patient as a nun for the second coming, when she can break through gray hairs into blossom and her lovers will ha...	null	girl	Input: [Topic: girl] Poem: There is a girl inside. She is randy as a wolf. She will not walk away and leave these bones to an old woman. She is a green tree in a forest of kindling. She is a greeen girl in a used poet. She has waited patient as a nun for the second coming, when she can break through gray hairs into blo...
The moving finger writes, and, having writ, the Book of Life is signed and sealed to fit. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, are mirage lures, poor men in shadows cower. I am here now, and gone tomorrow, this vale of tears leads on to sorrow though Green grow the rushes, Ho from dark we spring, to darkness go So...	cento	null	Input: [Form: cento] Poem: The moving finger writes, and, having writ, the Book of Life is signed and sealed to fit. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, are mirage lures, poor men in shadows cower. I am here now, and gone tomorrow, this vale of tears leads on to sorrow though Green grow the rushes, Ho from dark w...
We must wait for the future to see Which is the land, which is the sea? We must wait for the time to decide Who are the slaves, who are the free? We must wait for the future to see Is the world ours, is the world thee? We must wait for the future to see Is the man peaceful, is the mind free? We must wait for the future...	null	future	Input: [Topic: future] Poem: We must wait for the future to see Which is the land, which is the sea? We must wait for the time to decide Who are the slaves, who are the free? We must wait for the future to see Is the world ours, is the world thee? We must wait for the future to see Is the man peaceful, is the mind free...
A poem is not more absurd Because its title is no word: And yet that title, although small, Is the great fountain whence spring all. From this most copious source we'll draw Youth, beauty, wedlock, love, and law. The two extremes we'll surely find. Which please and which torment the mind For if we love and law can trac...	abc	null	Input: [Form: abc] Poem: A poem is not more absurd Because its title is no word: And yet that title, although small, Is the great fountain whence spring all. From this most copious source we'll draw Youth, beauty, wedlock, love, and law. The two extremes we'll surely find. Which please and which torment the mind For if...
The racism erases the beautiful memories and it believes in the perfect world The racism is a too big and horrible problem It is a wrong and impure mistake The racism is a bad and public thought The racism is played by the poors of reasons The racism doesn't live in the jungle but it lives in the modern society I'm aga...	null	racism	Input: [Topic: racism] Poem: The racism erases the beautiful memories and it believes in the perfect world The racism is a too big and horrible problem It is a wrong and impure mistake The racism is a bad and public thought The racism is played by the poors of reasons The racism doesn't live in the jungle but it lives ...
trust in me cause i know the pain trust in me cause i know the cold nights trust in me cause i know the lonliness trust in me cause i know my heart trust in me cause i know my soul trust in me cause i know what i give trust in me cause i know who i am trust in me cause i know what i want trust in me cause i know i can ...	null	trust	Input: [Topic: trust] Poem: trust in me cause i know the pain trust in me cause i know the cold nights trust in me cause i know the lonliness trust in me cause i know my heart trust in me cause i know my soul trust in me cause i know what i give trust in me cause i know who i am trust in me cause i know what i want tru...
Love, love, love! Is very special And so warm Because it is A feeling That comes Out from our hearts That we give To the ones that We love and cherished The most in our lives	null	love	Input: [Topic: love] Poem: Love, love, love! Is very special And so warm Because it is A feeling That comes Out from our hearts That we give To the ones that We love and cherished The most in our lives
evil has came down to earth haunting people that nows right from wrong am i the the one to cause this if i did show me prof Am i evil for believing what i do? Am i evil for not agreeing with you? Can't i be right and you wrong, maybe your weak and im strong you never now when you walk out of place saying i wish i could...	null	evil	Input: [Topic: evil] Poem: evil has came down to earth haunting people that nows right from wrong am i the the one to cause this if i did show me prof Am i evil for believing what i do? Am i evil for not agreeing with you? Can't i be right and you wrong, maybe your weak and im strong you never now when you walk out of ...
The Son of God who became a human being did walk upon the water of the Sea of Galilee, when He came to set all men free from sin and His love still is something amazing and when I hear the birds sing their praises in spring then I see the One who made things like they are supposed to be and the humiliation of that dark...	italian-sonnet	null	Input: [Form: italian-sonnet] Poem: The Son of God who became a human being did walk upon the water of the Sea of Galilee, when He came to set all men free from sin and His love still is something amazing and when I hear the birds sing their praises in spring then I see the One who made things like they are supposed to...
Listen my children and you shall hear, The life story of Taylor Swift loud and clear. How she touched the hearts of many, With her amazing songs plenty. She was born and raised in Wyomissing, Pennsylvania land. She wrote songs when she felt her social life was offhand. Taylor always had trouble fitting in. She always g...	narrative	null	Input: [Form: narrative] Poem: Listen my children and you shall hear, The life story of Taylor Swift loud and clear. How she touched the hearts of many, With her amazing songs plenty. She was born and raised in Wyomissing, Pennsylvania land. She wrote songs when she felt her social life was offhand. Taylor always had t...
Vultures Perched in office Feed on bloated paychecks Decayed people not carrion yet Fight back. ---- (June 24,2009 Tarlac City Philippines)	cinquain	greed	Input: [Form: cinquain, Topic: greed] Poem: Vultures Perched in office Feed on bloated paychecks Decayed people not carrion yet Fight back. ---- (June 24,2009 Tarlac City Philippines)
The earth has been shaped and forged For over 4.5 billion years, there is no hurry Ice formed and shaped the valley, Plates collided, they were in no hurry. Mountains climbed, some would say 7 7 culture mountains, they'd be business, Government, media, arts, and entertainment, Education - the family and religion. 7 mou...	null	culture	Input: [Topic: culture] Poem: The earth has been shaped and forged For over 4.5 billion years, there is no hurry Ice formed and shaped the valley, Plates collided, they were in no hurry. Mountains climbed, some would say 7 7 culture mountains, they'd be business, Government, media, arts, and entertainment, Education - ...
207 Tho' I get home how late—how late— So I get home - 'twill compensate— Better will be the Ecstasy That they have done expecting me— When Night—descending—dumb—and dark— They hear my unexpected knock— Transporting must the moment be— Brewed from decades of Agony! To think just how the fire will burn— Just how long-ch...	null	home	Input: [Topic: home] Poem: 207 Tho' I get home how late—how late— So I get home - 'twill compensate— Better will be the Ecstasy That they have done expecting me— When Night—descending—dumb—and dark— They hear my unexpected knock— Transporting must the moment be— Brewed from decades of Agony! To think just how the fire ...
She knew all I was hoping for was a little time with you all. She knew if the day was bright and sunny he would be out riding his bike and the girls would be busy soaking up the sun. You would inevitably have work to do whether it was changing the spark plugs on one of our half-dead vehicles or mending the fence to kee...	null	nature	Input: [Topic: nature] Poem: She knew all I was hoping for was a little time with you all. She knew if the day was bright and sunny he would be out riding his bike and the girls would be busy soaking up the sun. You would inevitably have work to do whether it was changing the spark plugs on one of our half-dead vehicle...
Your hair (fine as a baby’s fine) so soft softly your hair falls asleep before the rest of you. Your hair dreams of being stroked caressed. The rest of you follows suit & soon all of you is sleeping. Your hair dreaming of my hands. Your body dreaming of my hands. Dream & Reality merging.	null	hair	Input: [Topic: hair] Poem: Your hair (fine as a baby’s fine) so soft softly your hair falls asleep before the rest of you. Your hair dreams of being stroked caressed. The rest of you follows suit & soon all of you is sleeping. Your hair dreaming of my hands. Your body dreaming of my hands. Dream & Reality merging.

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