The first part of English poetry suitable for reciting
Mom's kiss. Mom's kiss.
My mother's kiss, my mother's kiss,
I feel its influence now,
As in a bright and happy day.
She pressed it on my forehead.
Mother's kiss, mother's kiss,
Until now, it is still remembered in the new,
In those happy and fulfilling days,
Mother's kiss was imprinted on my forehead.
You said it was a fantasy.
In my memory full of worries;
For me, it has a sacred place—
A treasure house of ideas.
You said, unbelievable,
My amazing memory;
This is a sacred place for me,
It is a treasure house of my soul thinking.
I felt her fingers sliding again.
In my thick hair;
I saw the light of love in her eyes,
When all my life is fair.
I felt her fingers slide gently again,
From my hair,
I looked into her eyes, the light of love,
Light up my life.
I heard her gentle voice again.
Whether it is warning or love.
Teach us how precious our faith is.
My soul is above everything else.
Listen to her gentle voice again,
Or cherish the warning, or endless care.
The faith she gave was so precious,
Swear on the soul of my life.
English Poetry Suitable for Recitation Part II
Home, sweet home
A poem by Francis Allen Watkins Harper.
This will be a royal building,
A fair and beautiful thing,
This will be the audience room.
Your Savior, God and King.
Your house will be bound by wings.
Go to the building where you rest above,
But grace will forge all the bonds
With the ties and ropes of love.
You are free in this building.
From the inner sadness and pain,
Because God's peace will come,
Never part again.
English Poetry Suitable for Recitation Part III
Chariot carriage
Because I can't stop to die-
He kindly stopped for me-
We're the only people in the car-
And immortality.
Because I can't stop to die.
He kindly stopped to wait for me-
That car can only hold the two of us-
And immortality.
We drove slowly-he knew not to rush.
I have put it away.
My work and leisure,
For his courtesy-
We drove slowly-he was in no hurry.
I also put my work and leisure.
Throw everything away,
For his courtesy-
We passed the school and the children were fighting there.
At rest-in the ring-
We passed the fields staring at the grain-
We passed the sunset-
We walked across the campus, and the children were pushing and shoving.
During recess, in the circular square—
We walked through the straw pile and stared at the fields-
We walked through the sunset—
Or-he passed us-
Dew shivering and cold-
Just for the tulle, my robe-
My shawl tulle-
In other words, he walked past us.
Cold dew, shivering with cold-
Because my dress is like a falling yarn—
My shawl is like a silk screen—
We're in a building that looks like
The uplift of the ground-
The roof is almost invisible-
He's underground-
We stopped in front of a house,
This seems to be a raised land.
The roof is almost invisible—
The eaves are underground—
Since then, for centuries, however,
It feels shorter than the day.
I guessed the horse's head first.
Towards eternity-
Centuries have passed since then.
Less than a day later,
I first guessed the horse's head.
Run to eternity.