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      <title>Palm’s Poetry Journal by supatcha wattanayai</title>
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      <pubDate>2022-07-12 08:52:41 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Love Is Better Than Hate.</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>- Poppy Cooke -<br>Published: May 2009<br><br></div><div>Don't judge a book by its cover.<br>Love is better than hate.&nbsp;<br><br>Life's too short to waste opportunities&nbsp;<br>you have the chance to take.<br><br>One day you could be alive and the next you could be dead,<br>so keep your head held high with a big smile on your face!<br><br></div><div><br>Source: <a href="https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/love-is-better-than-hate">https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/love-is-better-than-hate</a></div><div>——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————<br>I like this poem because it be come aware of life. Don’t waste your time on the bad things, Don’t get stuck in the past stop hating and dare to forgive. Let bygones be bygones. You have to continue live happily and make life fullest.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-07-12 11:09:05 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>O friends,</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>- BY MiRABAI -</div><div>- Translated by JANE HIRSHFIELD 1994 -<br><br></div><div>O friends, I am mad</div><div>with love, and no one sees.</div><div><br></div><div>My mattress is a sword-point,</div><div>how can I sleep</div><div>when the bed of my Beloved</div><div>is spread open elsewhere?</div><div><br></div><div>Only those who have felt the knife</div><div>can understand the wound,</div><div>only the jeweler</div><div>knows the nature of the Jewel.</div><div><br></div><div>I have lost it,</div><div>and though anguish takes me door to door</div><div>no doctor answers.&nbsp;</div><div><br></div><div>Mira calls her Lord: O Dark One,</div><div>Only You can heal this pain.<br><br>—————————————————————————————<br>I like this poem because it makes me feel sad and feel sympathize about the painful and loneliness of losing a lover. No one can heal her from this painful even the doctor. Just only her Lord (The Dark One) can heal this pain 🥹😭 so sad.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-07-22 11:38:43 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Death Is Nothing At All</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>By Henry Scott-Holland (1847 - 1918)&nbsp;<br><br>Death is nothing at all.&nbsp;<br>It does not count.&nbsp;<br>I have only slipped away into the next room.&nbsp;<br>Nothing has happened.&nbsp;<br><br>Everything remains exactly as it was.&nbsp;<br>I am I, and you are you,&nbsp;<br>and the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged.&nbsp;<br>Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.&nbsp;<br><br>Call me by the old familiar name.&nbsp;<br>Speak of me in the easy way which you always used.&nbsp;<br>Put no difference into your tone.&nbsp;<br>Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.&nbsp;<br><br>Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together.<br>Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.&nbsp;<br>Let my name be ever the household word that it always was.&nbsp;<br>Let it be spoken without an effort, without the ghost of a shadow upon it.&nbsp;<br><br>Life means all that it ever meant.&nbsp;<br>It is the same as it ever was.&nbsp;<br>There is absolute and unbroken continuity.&nbsp;<br>What is this death but a negligible accident?&nbsp;<br><br>Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?&nbsp;<br>I am but waiting for you, for an interval,&nbsp;<br>somewhere very near,&nbsp;<br>just round the corner.&nbsp;<br><br>All is well.&nbsp;<br>Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost.&nbsp;<br>One brief moment and all will be as it was before.&nbsp;<br>How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again.<br><br>—————————————————————————————-<br>I like this poem because my grandma died because of cancer 2 years ago.</div><div>I know well about the sadness of loss, and it is true when they say time is a great healer. My grandma is still in my heart and memory.</div><div>This poem reminds me that death is common. We need to accept it even if it's very hard. Our life is still going on like every normal day and I have deep faith and I believe that someday we will meet again.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-08-05 11:16:57 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Despite The Storms</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>By S.C. Lourie 2020<br>&nbsp;<br>Despite the storms,<br>beauty arrives like<br>it was always going to.<br>Despite the darkness,<br>the light returns.<br>Despite your loss,<br>your heart will be<br>full again.<br>Despite the breaking,<br>your heart will feel<br>like it belongs in the<br>land of joy once more.<br>This is how it will<br>always be. Keep living.<br><br></div><div>—————————————————————————————<br><br>I like this poem because it can give encouragement to people who struggle with the problem. This poem help the readers have encouragement to deal with problem and I really like this line says,</div><div>“Despite the breaking,</div><div>your heart will feel</div><div>like it belongs in the</div><div>land of joy once more.</div><div>This is how it will</div><div>always be. Keep living.”</div><div>This touched my heart.</div><div><br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-08-12 16:05:43 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>The Great Sea</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>BY Uvavnuk</div><div>TRANSLATED BY Jane hirshfield</div><div><br>The great sea</div><div>frees me, moves me,</div><div>as a strong river carries a weed.</div><div>Earth and her strong winds</div><div>move me, take me away,</div><div>and my soul is swept up in joy.<br>—————————————————————————————<br>I like this poem because it is about spiritual joy. When I read it, I feel like I am flowing with the water and the wind to the joy world.🍃</div><div><br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-08-19 13:31:36 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>A Fairy Song</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>By William Shakespeare (1595-1596)<br>Over hill, over dale,&nbsp;<br>Thorough bush, thorough brier,&nbsp;<br>Over park, over pale,&nbsp;<br>Thorough flood, thorough fire!&nbsp;<br>I do wander everywhere,&nbsp;<br>Swifter than the moon's sphere;&nbsp;<br>And I serve the Fairy Queen,&nbsp;<br>To dew her orbs upon the green;&nbsp;<br>The cowslips tall her pensioners be;&nbsp;<br>In their gold coats spots you see;&nbsp;<br>Those be rubies, fairy favours;&nbsp;<br>In those freckles live their savours;&nbsp;<br>I must go seek some dewdrops here,&nbsp;<br>And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.<br>—————————————————————————————<br>I like this poem because when I finish reading it, I miss my favorite childhood cartoon “TinkerBell from Walt’s Disney” that has the fairy characters who make dewdrops on flowers and plants. The fairy in this poem enjoys spreading dewdrop as her job.Similarly, the fairy characters in TinkerBell.🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-08-26 14:48:28 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Fire and Ice</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>By Robert Frost 1920<br><br>Some say the world will end in fire,<br>Some say in ice.<br>From what I’ve tasted of desire<br>I hold with those who favor fire.<br>But if it had to perish twice,<br>I think I know enough of hate<br>To say that for destruction ice<br>Is also great<br>And would suffice.<br>——————————————————————————————-</div><div><br>I like how the poet compares the word fire and ice with the destructive features of human emotions.</div><div>Fire refers to the emotion of desire, the fire is pure passion.</div><div>Ice refers to the emotion of hatred, the ice is pure reason.</div><div>This poem profoundly gave me the idea that how would the world end?</div><div>In my opinion, I think the world would end with fire because people have a strong feeling of wanting to have something or wishing for something to happen such as the war that causes the loss of life's just because The king wants to be more powerful.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-09-03 05:05:37 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Three Words of Strength</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>By Friedrich von Schiller<br><br>"There are three lessons I would write-<br>Three words, as with a burning pen,&nbsp;<br>In tracings of eternal light,<br>Upon the heart of men.<br><br>Have hope! though clouds environ round,<br>And gladness hides her face in scorn,<br>Put thou the shadow from thy brow,<br>No night but hath its morn.<br><br>Have faith! where're thy bark is driven-<br>The calm's disport, the tempest's mirth-<br>Know this: God rules the hosts of heaven,<br>The inhabitants of earth.<br><br>Have love! not love alone for one,&nbsp;<br>But man as man thy brother call,<br>And scatter like the circling sun,<br>Thy charities on all.<br><br>Thus grave these lessons on thy soul,<br>Hope, faith, and love; and thou shalt find<br>Strength when life's surges rudest roll,<br>Light when thou else wert blind."<br>——————————————————————————————————————<br>I like this poem because it inspire me to never loss hope even a hard times, there will be light at the end of the tunnel.<br>It inspire me faith in myself, I strong believe in myself that I can do better in something.<br>It inspire me to love. Love yourself and love other people around me.&nbsp;This poem is lesson of life.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-09-16 16:45:13 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Fog</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>By Carl Sandburg<br><br><br>The fog comes&nbsp;</div><div>on little cat feet.&nbsp;</div><div><br></div><div>It sits looking&nbsp;</div><div>over harbor and city&nbsp;</div><div>on silent haunches&nbsp;</div><div>and then moves on.</div><div>————————————————————————————<br>This poem is about nature.<br>I love this poem because the poet compares fog with a cat. When the cat comes around us with his feet it's silently and slowly the same in case the fog arrives and they don’t harm or damage anything.</div><div><br></div><div><br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-09-24 11:50:11 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Dreams</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Langston Hughes - 1901-1967<br><br>Hold fast to dreams&nbsp;<br>For if dreams die<br>Life is a broken-winged bird<br>That cannot fly.<br><br></div><div>Hold fast to dreams<br>For when dreams go<br>Life is a barren field<br>Frozen with snow.<br>—————————————————————————————<br>I like this poem because it encourages readers to dare to dream, Don’t give up on your dreams or goals, and Be what you want to be.&nbsp;</div><div>This poem is so easy to understand and picture all about the message that the poet conveyed. I like the comparison in this poem, it’s very easy to understand the point of this poem.</div><div><br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-09-30 12:07:26 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>You Fit Into Me</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Margaret Atwood 1971<br><br><em>you fit into me</em><br><em>like a hook into an eye<br></em><br></div><div><em>a fish hook</em><br><em>an open eye&nbsp;<br>—————————————————————————————<br></em>This poem has so few words but convey so meaningful.</div><div>I like that the poet begins the first with a sweet sentiment to a lover, heart melting words, but later talks about the pain of love. This poem is a metaphor about a bad relationship.</div><div><br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-10-08 04:15:48 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>The Sick Rose</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>William Blake 1794<br>O Rose thou art sick.&nbsp;<br>The invisible worm,&nbsp;<br>That flies in the night&nbsp;<br>In the howling storm:<br><br>Has found out thy bed&nbsp;<br>Of crimson joy:<br>And his dark secret love&nbsp;<br>Does thy life destroy.<br>—————————————————————————————<br>I like this poem because it tells me how the soft youth and love of woman become destroyed by man.<br>This is not true love. The man just want woman's virginity.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-10-22 15:55:43 UTC</pubDate>
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