Best Dedication Poems

I was stepping in to become young
I thought it is nice journey but too long
I am afraid and take care not to go wrong
I was expecting everything for song
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I ask for a moment's indulgence to sit by thy side. The works
that I have in hand I will finish afterwards.

Away from the sight of thy face my heart knows no rest nor respite,
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All dreams may not come true
All credits due may not accrue
But with true reflection in mind
Ideas newer and newer may emerge and find
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Not under foreign skies
Nor under foreign wings protected -
I shared all this with my own people
There, where misfortune had abandoned us.
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1.

Thou hast made me endless, such is thy pleasure. This frail vessel thou emptiest again and again, and fillest it ever with fresh life.
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The old South Boston Aquarium stands
in a Sahara of snow now. Its broken windows are boarded.
The bronze weathervane cod has lost half its scales.
The airy tanks are dry.
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Yes, miles away
your voice distinct,
far away
a cry is heard.
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Inscribed to a Dear Child:
In Memory of Golden Summer Hours
And Whispers of a Summer Sea
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I have great faith in all things not yet spoken.
I want my deepest pious feelings freed.
What no one yet has dared to risk and warrant
will be for me a challenge I must meet.
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I acknowledge the outcome of efforts
May be it is possible with little support
In case of no moral support what it could be?
Will it be considered as downfall of big tree?
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This plot of ground
facing the waters of this inlet
is dedicated to the living presence of
Emily Dickinson Wellcome
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A spider spins a micro fine thread, her gentle web to weave,
It is with awe, that we behold this art, one can't believe
This work, viewed on a frosty morn, portrays pieces of fragile lace,
How can a tiny creature create these patterns, with silent grace.
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Swing of the heart. O firmly hung, fastened on what
invisible branch. Who, who gave you the push,
that you swung with me into the leaves?
How near I was to the exquisite fruits. But not-staying
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Love is a Beautiful Sweet Feeling
Love is Caring and Sharing
Love is Forever, True Happiness
Love is Sunshine, Rain; Rainbow
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Drop a dream into the water,
In a moment it is gone.
But there are many ripples,
Circling on and on....
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Expect na, sir, in this narration,
A fleechin, fleth'rin Dedication,
To roose you up, an' ca' you guid,
An' sprung o' great an' noble bluid,
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Nothing before time you get
Try very hard or opportunities let
Neither can you curse your luck
Nor you can think or have fresh look
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Shut, shut the door, good John! fatigu'd, I said,
Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead.
The dog-star rages! nay 'tis past a doubt,
All Bedlam, or Parnassus, is let out:
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Not for any single system we feel proud
can’t claim high and speak so loud
what will we gain by making them unstable?
Would we able to bye peace and remain stable?
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Dedication
These to His Memory--since he held them dear,
Perchance as finding there unconsciously
Some image of himself--I dedicate,
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Should we feel ashamed of poor parent?
Is it the feeling so basic and inherent?
Can we make the difference not apparent?
What should and can be the real intent?
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My scholar friend keeps his late Grandma's diary
And a certain page was highlighted in the color of yellow.
My old ferryman you never realized that how I deeply loved you?
Since in the cradle the word 'depth' I heard several occasions from my parents.
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Neither the motivation should be confined to word nor to book. Many things might have been written in book but so long as it is not put into practice or use, it can’t deliver the result. You might have experienced number of times that actual result can be had only after putting self before everything. The sales men may increase the sales by many folds but that may just not be the reality. It is performed under forced situation. It is doesn’t speak of any motivation, but only a consideration,


Think of commandant in battle field, surrounded by powerful enemy, and he is leading battery of disgruntled and demoralized personnel under his command? His final words or vision only may save them from disastrous situation or near annihilation. His powerful motivation or enthusiasm only may take them to a safety without loss of lives.
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this man used to be an
interesting writer,
he was able to say brisk and
refreshing things.
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You whom I could not save
Listen to me.
Try to understand this simple speech as I would be ashamed of another.
I swear, there is in me no wizardry of words.
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Ramayana the epic poem of India
The story of a noble kingdom
The story of noble couple
The story of truth, sacrifice
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I started re-reading Kawabata Yasunari san's 'Izu no Odoriko'
and I dream of your golden country 'Japan'.
I was surprised as I have been there.
Chiba-ken, Matsudo city, sakura-dori, tokiwadaira coffe master
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No taste of victory when lacking self-diminution -
Self-deflation invites soul-searching and contrition.
No armor of courage without harvest of self-sacrifice
No loyal devotion while lacking the gem of selfless devotion
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Stars twinkle and shine in sky?
I sit motionless and often ask, why?
Many years have passed since you had left,
Great unfilled vacuum you left behind and kept,
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I ask for a moment's indulgence to sit by thy side. The works
that I have in hand I will finish afterwards.

Away from the sight of thy face my heart knows no rest nor respite,
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Why will you need benevolent dictator?
Somebody to act on your behalf as care taker
Punish arbitrally all those who are dishonest
Still known as king maker and called honest,
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And they were stronger hands than mine
That digged the Ruby from the earth--
More cunning brains that made it worth
The large desire of a king,
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DEDICATION

Of great limbs gone to chaos,
A great face turned to night--
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I saw....
Two black crystal balls
Rimmed with white
Reflecting an indefinable emotion
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The tides change
with the moon
The moods change
With the tide
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It starts with a heart of love
With the soul flowing of sincerity
A simplicity of self but imparting own behalf
With purity of intentions ready to give
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tere anchal ko thaama to socha,,
isse choot na paoongi..
tu meri zindagi hai,, tujhse dur kasie jaoongi..
yeh zindagi nahi tera
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Glory and loveliness have pass'd away;
For if we wander out in early morn,
No wreathed incense do we see upborne
Into the east, to meet the smiling day:
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Fair Saxon, in my lover's creed,
My love were smaller than your meed,
And you might justly deem it slight,
As wanting truth as well as sight,
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At dawn, the rain falls down
while whispering about your oval silence,
that silence breaking my emerald dreams.
My dreams are like those
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Let me spark
A fire within you
To light your heart within
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There was a green branch hung with many a bell
When her own people ruled this tragic Eire;
And from its murmuring greenness, calm of Faery,
A Druid kindness, on all hearers fell.
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SAY not the Poet dies!
Though in the dust he lies,
He cannot forfeit his melodious breath,
Unsphered by envious death!
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STEADFAST as any soldier of the line
He served his England, with the imminent death
Poised at his heart. Nor could the world divine
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As Love will carve dear names upon a tree,
Symbol of gravure on his heart to be,

So thought I thine with loving text to set
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MY first gift and my last, to you
I dedicate this fascicle of songs -
The only wealth I have:
Just as they are, to you.
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THERE was a green branch hung with many a bell
When her own people ruled this tragic Eire;
And from its murmuring greenness, calm of Faery,
A Druid kindness, on all hearers fell.
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To the City of Bombay


The Cities are full of pride,
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Perhaps we are ´´parte de tus sueños'' (part of your dreams)
And something is calling for you,
But, certainly, you are one of everyone's dreams
And that beautiful melancholy of yours
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I have no idea, where you both are now,
But wherever you are, in Spirit or Body,
I wish to acknowledge, all that you have bestowed,
Beautiful memories for me, with fond remembrance!
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This land of ours has a hoary culture
Fell into the hands of a hungry vulture
Lost its glory to be retrieved in future
Registered freedom without much of a rupture!
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CONGRATULATIONS! Congratulations! Congratulations!
Oh dear Great Poetess Sylvia Frances Chan,

You have achieved the # 1 position
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He watches the light of the dawn,
Sweeping in with his fertile imagination,
Catching his talk with the fire of elation,
A master of creativity in stories embroidered
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Respected poetess madam
Legend Star (किंवदंती सितारा)Valsa George

[Note: This review letter is World Poetry Day Special Comprehensive Review published on date 21st March 2019 and Gift given on Occasion of Happy Holi Celebration for date 22nd March 2019]
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There he comes like a Santa Claus on a Christmas eve along the road of hope.
Lamp posts salute him and the children offer their autographs to sign.
He uses his thousands of pens which holds in one hand.
Homeless they watch the T.V. in their new houses while washing the dirty linen.
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Difficile est proprie communia dicere
HOR. Epist. ad PisonI
Bob Southey! You're a poet--Poet-laureate,
And representative of all the race;
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Time is a wonderful thief who steals everything from us?
Shining spring comes through the fallen leaves
And the willy-nilly flowers bloom merrily.
Famous birds sing and the deep rivers flow quietly.
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There was a sunlit absence.
The helmeted pump in the yard
heated its iron,
water honeyed
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ANGEL of Death! extend thy silent reign!
Stretch thy dark sceptre o’er this new domain
No sable car along the winding road
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With favoring winds, o'er sunlit seas,
We sailed for the Hesperides,
The land where golden apples grow;
But that, ah! that was long ago.
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Back to the back
Undo and tracking our footprints
Printed on the sand of time
Reached and stopped at one point
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Devoted To Dr. Geeta Radhakrishna Menon

Dr. Geeta once wrote on Poem Hunter
as her valuable commentary on Sylvia's poetry website
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Ringed in a circle of compassion,
Sipped from the pond of dedication,

Values of core at school attended.
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Five years since you left us behind
Silent tears roll by as we remember
Reliving the anguish that you went through
Helpless we stood watching you valiantly suffer
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Respected poetess Madam
Wonder Jasmine Sylvia Frances Chan

[Note: This review letter is World Poetry Day Special Comprehensive Review published on date 21st March 2019 and Gift given on Occasion of Happy Holi Celebration for date 22nd March 2019]
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When we reach the estuary
not to worry
your LORD awaits thee finally
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I believe I realize you,

When every tangled emotion
Deprived of freedom
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Burgum, I thank thee, thou hast let me see
That Bristol has impress'd her stamp on thee,
Thy generous spirit emulates the Mayor's,
Thy generous spirit with thy Bristol's pairs.
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Did her eyes slant in the old way?
was she Greek or Egyptian?
had some Phoenician sailor wrought her?

was she oak-wood or cedar?
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It was sweet but not one time affair
It was also not good on my part to think it as fair
It had come all of sudden in life as surprise
I thought it prudent on my part to be wise
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They are rhymes rudely strung with intent less
Of sound than of words,
In lands where bright blossoms are scentless,
And songless bright birds;
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Countable populace in total silence
No hustle-bustle and no interference
Still they opted to be a seclusive recluse
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How kind of the world to give you to me! ! To stay with me... to fall in love with me! ! !

In every life we will stay alive! ! !
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There is a sign in heaven's kitchen,
That says enter at your own risk,
Be mindful of the lichen,
And the low flying whisk!
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To give this book a dedication
The desert sickened,
And lions roared, and dawns of tigers
Took hold of Kipling.
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You are the greatest and the finest
of all the creations.
Always capable of remaining busy
for the benefit of others,
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YE shadowy forms, again ye're drawing near,
So wont of yore to meet my troubled gaze!
Were it in vain to seek to keep you here?
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SWEETEST, in desperate hours
Of clouds and lightning and rain,
You came like a vision of flowers
And summer and song once again:
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A Man like you, who embody the spirit of greatness
by saying ' yes I can so you can '
Thanks for your inspiring dedication
and tremendous example to the world.
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ONCE more, my harp! once more, although I thought
Never to wake thy silent strings again,
A wandering dream thy gentle chords have wrought,
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The morn arrived; his footstep quickly scared

The gentle sleep that round my senses clung,
And I, awak'ning, from my cottage fared,
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A TRIBUTE TO SWEET PEA
FLOWERS!

There is a sweet flowering plant which has been
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Early on: the radiance morning sun
infusing space and exposing me unbound
I lay beside him, marveling aura waltzing
behind my eyelids
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On this naturally fallen leaf in way
Flowers have fallen on are so pretty,
Autumn morning dew is singing,
Resting on leaf dew drops are shining.
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Women do need no attention
Not even special mention
It is their right to assert
Make everybody realize their formidable position and part
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To whom do I send this fresh little book
of wit, just polished off with dry pumice?
To you, Cornelius: since you were accustomed
to consider my trifles worth something
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He’ll be the next to go.
In the Condemned Block, over many years,
he’s moved up the line; now he’s got that end cell.
All legal processes have been tested.
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So he said to me: 'What kind of Asian are you? '
And I said back: Well that's a loaded question, what do you expect me to be?
Because any way slice that egg-roll I'm still pretty much what you want to see
I've played many a far east stereotype
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Where violets blue to olives gray
From furrows brown lift laughing eyes,
And silvery Mensola sings its way
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A sailor return to an ocean
And always live in our memories
It was a true pleasure
To have known you
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QUEEN of my Life, who gave me for my song
The richest crown a poet ever wore,
Since I have given you songs a whole year long,
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City that waitest to be sung,--
For whom no hand
To mighty strains the lyre hath strung
In all this land,
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Rose may pose
Red color to choose
For love and dedication
Simple form with indication
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ANGEL of love, for every grief
Its soothing balm thy mercy brings,
For every pang its healing leaf,
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Take, dear, my little sheaf of songs,
For, old or new,
All that is good in them belongs
Only to you;
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Our long love
Our common sighs
Our common songs
Our common souls
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Confessions of Krishna -9

Through your sublime prayers you reached my heart
With your love you conquered me
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Father's position
Saturday,2nd February 2019

Father has no parallel
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The candle that burns till the end
What useful message it tries to send
Simple message of dedication and sacrifice
It must be understood by all without any advice
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Songs light as these may sound, though deep and strong
The heart spake through them, scarce should hope to please
Ears tuned to strains of loftier thoughts than throng
Songs light as these.
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