Natasha’s Chronicles:THE WORLD’S GREATEST POEMS

Today, I decided to put a smile on the face of my poetry-loving audience like my poetry-crazy self! Not only did I pick these from the world’s greatest poetry, but also picked those that you and I might relate to the most and take from them all they’ve prepared … ladies and gentlemen, enjoy.

Today, I decided to put a smile on the face of my poetry-loving audience like my poetry-crazy self! Not only did I pick these from the world’s greatest poetry, but also picked those that you and I might relate to the most and take from them all they’ve prepared … ladies and gentlemen, enjoy.

Standing Alone

By Chase

I can see the flower upon which my life grows, blooming into a rose.

See the hope and courage in the strength of the petals.
As long as I am, I will be.
The flower will never wilt or die.
As my life grows back, I shall become strong.
I shall become only dependent on one.
That one will be my light.
I will rise with my petals high.
My life as a flower will bloom and prosper as I grow.
I may not be the pick of the patch, but I am just as beautiful as the rest.

I will stand as one, but not a lonely soul.
The tears will be far from my smile.

World’s greatest poetry

Hope

By Brian Quinn

When all about you is black with gloom,
And all you feel is pending doom.
When your bones are racked with grim despair -
When every breath is a gasp for air.
Keep on going, though you need to grope,
For around the bend is a ray of hope.

A ray of hope is perhaps all that’s left,
As your will to live has been bereft.
You’ve lost it all, it’s just no use!
You can end it all, you need no excuse.
But throw away that piece of rope,
And give yourself a chance of hope.

Just give yourself another day,
Brushing aside what your thoughts may say.
This is your life and you can make a new start,
By ignoring the brain - just follow the heart.
Taking baby steps in order to cope,
And minute by minute you’ll build on your hope.

Build on your hope, one day at a time,
Though the road be steep and hard to climb.
The hurts of the past - they should be dead.
The fears of the future are all in your head.
Just live in the present and refuse to mope
Your life will sparkle for you’re living in hope.

World’s greatest poetry

The author is a student at Riviera High School
hozatash@yahoo.com

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