Best Reflexions Poems

Cold was the night wind, drifting fast the snows fell,
Wide were the downs and shelterless and naked,
When a poor Wanderer struggled on her journey
Weary and way-sore.
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No man hath dared to write this thing as yet,
And yet I know, how that the souls of all men great
At times pass athrough us,
And we are melted into them, and are not
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No man hath dared to write this thing as yet,
And yet I know, how that the souls of all men great
At times pass athrough us,
And we are melted into them, and are not
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The jungle, from the floor to the canopy,
Clogs and entwines
Its every rung and level with rank growth.
The python dines
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Maybe it's a dream that was never meant to be
Only borrowed love lost in eternity
Maybe it's the window to your soul
Only blinding you with rock and roll
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MUSE SINGS ON RHYME


If by poetry we mean
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How did a bird, all the colours
In a rainbow, come to find us.
How was she discovered, brothers
Wonders - my love is this for us.
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In a soggy crib, a pocket of winter
I can't avoid His crown of thorns
Loving reflexions on a Judas accuser
His tongues sharp; glacier swords.
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Un ptéro-dactosaure dans le passé pré-historique
est en fait un reptile ordinaire enfin

loin dans les premiers temps de l'histoire un très énorme reptile
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Mon papa aimait beaucoup, plantureusement Charles Aznavour.
Il écoutait ses chansons quand il buvait avec ses amis.
Aznavour était pour nous, le prince, par excellence, de l'amour
Qui possédait des grands talents et des styles inouïs.
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Je ne dors pas; je rêve
Mes deux yeux sont ouverts
Je vois le soleil à la crève
Je réalise que le monde est pervers
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Nous sommes au mois de Septembre
L'été vient juste de perdre ses membres
Sa chaleur, sa beauté et sa tendresse.
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Je réfléchis sur mon pays
Le sol natal de ma patrie
Et ses supplications
Et ses dépravations
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・THE PHENOMENON 21
The same and Hlestova, Sofia, Molchalin, Platon Mihajlovich, Natalia
Dmitrievna, the Countess the grand daughter, the Princess with daughters, Zagoretsky, Skalozub, then
Famusov and many others.
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Adding and Subtracting the core of fine
wine
Arising mixtures of elements that are fine
and aged with time.
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So many are the days,
Added with hope,
To read what you say.
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Mirrors all you see is reflexions
how do you know that what you see is real
all i see when i look into a mirrior
is everything appears backwards
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Home sweet home,
Ce n’est pas ce havre de paix trop bien rangé,
Brillant de propreté, séduisant l’éventuel visiteur,
Mais ta présence permanente, avec son désordre…
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Après les déraisons et déceptions,
Je reste désormais sans illusions,
Il faut que je m’en fasse une raison
Pour commuer l’échec en dérision.
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The doubledance of sex entrains
Reflexions of the predator
With those of submission.
Each advance of capability
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The still life, deep down, enranges,
But on the surface it grieves.
At the windowside greenery are a cool
Reflexions on the white-eyed vessel.
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Sweet fragile flow'r, that bloom'st unsought,
And bloom'st unseen by many an eye,
Thy charms awake my pensive thought;
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The artiste must plan his way of living.
Here's the precise schedule of my daily doings:
I get up at 7.18; inspired: from 10.23 to 11.47. I have lunch at 12.11 and leaves the table at 12.14.
Healthy horseback ride, in the thick of my park: from 13.19 to 14.53.
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Stack on a hanger next to each other
Skintight heads, throbbing with pain
In hangman's loop are warmly tucked
A memorial plaque burst into tears
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The preface
The incident described in this story, is based on true.The flooding details are borrowed from magazines of that time. A curious can cope with the news made by V.N.Berh.
The introduction
On the store of a deserted waves
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En vieillisant on devient plus fou et plus sage
As we get old we become at the same time more foolish and wiser) .

François, Duc De La Rochefoucauld - Réflexions.
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When we think we come to the end of things,
in fact we arrive only at a new beginning.

Nowhere is this more true than in death
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Mirror - never yet has one who truly knows
reached into the heart of your mystery -
that interstellar space where certainty evaporates
and we find only what reflects our preconceptions:
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