104 Quotes About Rhyme

कंदर्प अगणित अमित छवी नव नील नीरज सुन्दरम।पट्पीत मानहु तडित रूचि शुचि नौमी जनक सुतावरम॥To Sri Ram, whose beauty is incomparable, I am bowing,His body like a newly formed dense blue cloud I am seeing,His shining yellow robes over his body are like lightening,He is the consort of Janak’s daughter his beauty is gleaming.

Fool brother Filip led blind brother Daretdeep into the black cave.He knew that inside it, the Queen Crab residedbut that didn’t scare him away.Said blind brother Daret to fool brother Filip,does Queen Crab no longer reign?I have heard she is vicious, and likes to eat fishes.It’s best we avoid her domain.Answered fool Filip to his brother small,have I not always kept you safe?I know what I’m doing, for I’m older than you,and I’ll never lead you astray.

A good poem has rhyming but no ending, it continues to rhyme in our heart.

Shayari?Main toh sirf sach ki tukbandi karta hoonPoetry?I just rhyme the truths

A glassy calm replaced the storm surrounding their boat.The distant thunder struck a note, white-hot and remote.An invisible magnet seemed to steer their course.The island pulled them in with its dreamy force.

The Days were a clan that mighta lived longBut Ben Day’s head got screwed on wrongThat boy craved dark Satan’s powerSo he killed his family in one nasty hourLittle Michelle he strangled in the nightThen chopped up Debby: a bloody sightMother Patty he saved for lastBlew off her head with a shotgun blastBaby Libby somehow survivedBut to live through that ain’t much a life—SCHOOLYARD RHYME, CIRCA 1985

She's my pride, my winning prize, always a surprise, to look into her eyes, see her free soul, as soap that slips from the grip of control; a stroll through the park on a dark night with stars to spark the sky, heaven with no price tag I realize, love is the same: endless, priceless, full bliss; to have this princess I pinch myself thinking this is a dream, but to my reprise, I can only say I am now, at last, alive.

That weekend my people brought home a big eared gray scrawny kit.He was so loud and annoying that I did not like him one bit.

Seven half-bloods shall answer the callTo storm or fire the world must fallAn oath to keep with a final breathand foes bear arms to the doors of death