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I want to be better. Every day I get up and try something new. I feel it is my purpose, my duty, and not a chore, to make myself better than I was yesterday. I feel I can do anything with the willpower to back it up. I don’t give…

Great Poem Title Examples — and What Makes Them Great — The title of your poem may be more challenging to come up with than the poem itself! However, you should make an excellent initial impression of your poem’s title by piquing the interest of your readers. Here is a selection of the greatest literary poems from The Power of Poetry…

“Do not forget, my friend, that all your clocks have stopped at once.” — Don’t forget that time stands still for no one; it’s a regular reminder to take care of the now. Earth is the only thing that truly exists; everything else is the myth of physical objects. The wind blows through my hair, but it doesn’t blow me away. I see now…

Creating the perfect title for your poem — Words on paper, hidden and still? Destructive violence or constructive joy? A lark or a nightingale, poetry of living. The words I write and the words I say — Are who I am and how you see me. You can’t unwrite what you’ve written, so be careful with your grammar! What is…

All at once, a million flashed and swirled into my sight. Then I saw two more, ten million more. Came on so fast they shook my whole world with their glow. Standing still and holding each other tight, the million bulbs came alive in all the trees that surrounded me. ten million fireflies, shining…

I’m so glad I’m not a robot. I have feelings and thoughts, so I learn things all the time. I am proud of everything I do and say. I’m feeling tender and strong, so I am a human being too!

I watch the seconds tick by. Watching time fly by like a single mom on welfare, I’m no good at this, And sometimes I’d like to… Snap my fingers and make it all stop. The moment. The panic. The fear. The uncertainty. Everything would… just… stop still, and I’d know and understand everything that…

My arms feel so free and I’m breathing in fresh air, And this is what it means to me now. I’m feeling my way through this wide-open space. And how long ’til I hit the ground? That’s what everybody seems like asking me. Maybe it’s my imagination. Because I’m spinning at a…