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My voice

                   " My Voice"
(Verse 1)
Does it carry 
Have I spoke?
A load taken off 
That you didn't tote
Listen to me 
Hear it clear 
Speaking out 
I have no fear (fear)
Of what others think 
Opinions about me (about me)
People do a lot of things 
But never doubt thee 
In my life 
I have a choice 
To remain silent 
Or use my voice 

There so much that we want to say (want to say)
To afraid of what others might think
So I , I will try (I will try)
To let my voice be heard 
Give you a spoken word 
Then you'll see
It's in me (it's in me)
You have a choice 
Maybe two 
What you do is totally up to you
Be heard and not always seen 
Using your voice can reveal your dreams 

(Verse 2)
Reaching out to a crowd 
They can't here me (here me)
Unless I write it out loud
Express what I'm feeling 
Give them a vision
Of what I see 
Of what Ive done 
Can hopefully help anyone 
Crying out with no tears 
Living this life with no fear 
Taking risks (risks)
Silent voices can miss it 
Holding your thoughts and opinions
Could have changed the world 
But now it's all in a twirl (twirl)
No one could here you 
Even if you start talking
You had the faith 
But you didn't walk it 
You let everyone take your voice 
Now they are left with no choice 

There so much that we want to say (want to say)
To afraid of what others might think
So I , I will try (I will try)
To let my voice be heard 
Give you a spoken word 
Then you'll see
It's in me (it's in me)
You have a choice 
Maybe two 
What you do is totally up to you
Be heard and not always seen 
Using your voice can reveal your dreams 

Use your voice 
When it feels gone 
You will see that 
It will not steer you wrong 
Try and you'll see 
That you can be heard
Don't let others 
Sit you down 
Speak out
So people can hear you out
Your mind is brilliant 
Don't underestimate 
You will be successful 
Use your voice do whatever it takes

There so much that we want to say (want to say)
To afraid of what others might think
So I , I will try (I will try)
To let my voice be heard 
Give you a spoken word 
Then you'll see
It's in me (it's in me)
You have a choice 
Maybe two 
What you do is totally up to you
Be heard and not always seen 
Using your voice can reveal your dreams 
(Repeat until chorus fades)

Written by: Concetta Hardnett 

Copyright © concetta hardnett

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There is a place

There is a place you can go that is full of only love and Warmth .
you will be surrounded by a light that shines from the Heavens ,
Sprinkles of Silver and Gold. 

This place is filled with brilliant colors of Purple , vibrant Gold, all colors.
not one Color is less significant then another ,
for every color is equal here .

This place is surrounded by the beauty of different Flowers.
All flowers have significance here . No one Flower is better then another .
All Flowers are equal here .

It is important you know , you can cry here , and should cry as often as needed .
For  the tears will cleanse your Soul and give the Flowers water to grow.
No  one Tear is insignificant here , every tear has value and not one is better then another .

 money holds no value ,  Where you live , what you own,  has no significance here .

You will be surrounded by a beautiful light that shines from the Heavens .
A shining warm light will encircle you and allow nothing to hurt you . 
Hate will be shed at the door like an old jacket of no use. 

There is a place of beauty and  Worth.
This place will not be found on Earth .
It is a place where no one person is better then another .

Copyright © Shanity Rain

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Namagyan Beach

A beach captivating deprived eyes, Fascination, grandiose haven in July, Keeping lovely mountains nearby, Of Pacific, quixotic, refulgent sunset/sunrise. Tarry! Unwind! Vast waves eXtrudes Yuletide-like Zephyr.
Written: Aug. 16, 2012 This is a beautiful beach in Tamurong, Candon, I.S. It is located near my place or compound just a walking distance from my house. Its name was officially given by the people living in that area who are mostly relatives. The word "namagyan" means "relatives." Many visitors are going to this place and enjoy the nature, their moments and most especially the whole day of Sabado De Gloria (Black Saturday) and ecumenical services are held on this beautiful beach on the dawn/sunrise of Easter Sunday! It's a very fantastic place to visit! Come and see!

Copyright © Leonora Galinta

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AlphaBet Constructs 3 2 1

Alphabet Constructs 3 2 1

Annotated Achilles amends fallen frame amputees

Bulimec Barbies browse media monkey banalaties

Cameo clouds cling to beaded breath curios

Dopamine dreams dilenate check cash desires

Echo endorfins eulogize bullet brain excrement

Fecal folly fantasies reveal relevant frivoloties

Gonadial grownups gulp secret scrotal generosities

Helical hemorriods hinder senior stricken hemocraps

Idiotic ideals idioiosyncrate post partem iconoclasts

Jack Jill juxtapositories seek sexestential jouveniers

Kryptic killer kisses ascot arrogant kingdumbs

Liquid lipid loiners fear frontline lucklullibies

Malovent mommies masterbate rich reflective mommocules

Nevertheless nightengales nourich ruby rich noonbeams

Ovulatory occults outsource torrent tofu outrages

Pensive picses picnics lovelorny passions 

Queer quiet quintensials release rancid quotients

Rape ripe residuals nullify nimble reprocussions

Silky seafoam silohouttes fornicate frothy sandlets

Tepid torch trilogies belie beligerent tourniquets

Useless utterences utilize organize orgasmic utopias

Venimous vixens violate visions

White willow wombs softly seed hospice hell winds

XY XX xfactors envision extracurricular xraydoms

Yearning yoyo yesterdays calculate clearcovert yeilds

Zen zealous zions mirror maginfy Zoneotones 

Copyright © Dave Collins

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Copyright © Alyssa Marie

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The Belly Dancer-

As beguiling costumes dazzle eyes,  
flashing glitter heightens indulgences.
Jasmine kisses, lightheadedly make 
nerves of passion quiver.
Rhinestone stars twinkle,
usurping Venus
with xanthic 
yellow zircons.

An ABC Poem written Sept.23, 2015 for “Sensual ABCs - Poetry Contest”.

Copyright © Emile Pinet

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A veil of smoke can tie a knot
Around each mote
I cannot mask the wind
Just like the mote cannot be tied and twinned
I am soaked in a dense haar
Blindly following the sound of the guitar
But in the day I have to face the dark
When you feel guilty and say ‘I lied’
Made efforts but cant stop the emotions of a misty-eyed
A glass covered with murk and steam
Give it heat, it will fly away flapping its invisible wings
Give it an ice rind, it will make the glass its domain in-situ
Like a diamond precious ring
This world is full of illusions
Every real thing is a fusion
Try to rub the haze of life
It will show you the existence of soul in  your  eyes

Copyright © Raarya Kuanr

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What a beautiful dream

The miles of white line layout ahead in front of me,
Where it goes nobody knows.
It has no beginning, and has no end, There is freedom up ahead, or so I'm told.

With my eyes affixed ahead, and my foot to the floor,I fly headlong into the distance.
Where the future tells me lies, and the past offers no resistance.

 I see the lights of the city, a beautiful Mirage shining in the sunset.
But the more I want it, the faster I go, no comfort shall I find, and no closer does it get.

The mountains rise high out of the desert floor, like a majestic castle of old.
They stand quiet and alone for all time, neither being bought or sold.

Time has worn away at them, and soon they will flow away to the sea.
For they will never be remembered, just a long forgotten memory.

 With no family and friends left to be found, everybody just disappears into the dust.
Everything I have just fades into the sunset, the life I have I no longer lust.

What my friends fail to see, and my dearest love does not understand,That my heart feels so empty, like a lonely shell lying upon the shifting sands.

I speak truth to every body I see, but lies to myself are all I  am worth,
The greatest lie that has ever been told, started on the day of my birth.

Copyright © Dale culverson

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the little boy

come to me , my little friend,
Why are you still crying?
My mother is very poorly-
I fear she may be dying?

Please don't cry-little boy,
your mother is going to heaven.
She will be an Angel-
And her soul will be forgiven .

so his mother embrace
her little boy ,
As she closed her tired eyes .
The angels come down
to meet her causing the 
boy a big surprise.

the little boy heard a voice-
the voice came from heaven,
His mother is now an angel-
And the boys is now on a mission.

He is now grown man and embarks on a mission.
He is married to a girl who loves and respect his

He will always be so
loyal and he loves his
departed mother and his
family are his world
they now have each other.

the little baby born,
in his house, hir wife make
his world beautiful.

Copyright © Dalip Kumar Dubey

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A Shady Tree

I know its the summer time because of how naturally 
Your beauty compliments the caress of a summer breeze
As I watch the world from beneath a shady tree
I take in the delightful comfort of everything I see
But in the same breath I am holding up my hands
Lord will you please give me back the things I no longer have
They are even more a part of me now that they are gone 
As the sun falls below where the horizon is still holding on
Somewhere between the falling light and a star lit night
Is a dream that last forever and will never say goodbye
As the wind gently blows through the brush and shakes the leaves
It begins to hum a melody that I want to sing
At that very moment I smile for all the joy I have
Its so uplifting for me to see melancholy dance
Soon the morning sun will rise and capture my eyes
As I watch the hand of God paint a brand new sky
With every stroke of color I swallow all my pride
And I find a new place to dream of endless times
If I should ever get to the place I left my broken heart
Only then will I believe this brand new day will start
Again Im reminded of why my heart beats so restlessly
Only the speed of thought and my soul beneath this tree

Copyright © Jesse James Forster

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trust yourself

trust yourself !
and don't fall down
trust yourself!
and you will be happy
trust yourself!
and be yourself
be yourself!
and be happy who you are
be happy!
and you will grow wings and fly
fly to your dream
of something big

Copyright © kay alexander

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Home is Where the Ocean Is

Summer is here once again.
The breeze is warm,
I smell salt on the wind.
The same sandy beach between my toes,
The same waters I learned to swim.
Sun burn on my nose,
To the Ocean I dive in.
I submerse myself in the waters of the Atlantic
Warmer than the West Coast Thankfully
Cold, I simply cannot handle it!
Further out I paddle faithfully,
For my mother ocean to keep me sane,
this is my therapy,
to soothe this migraine.
This place gives me energy,
a weakness with a name.
Pleasure Island, NC.
A place hidden with fortunes
and undiscovered fame.
Never could I stray from the ocean
my passions would never be fulfilled
and I would never be the same.

Dedicated to my Dad on Father's Day 2013
The man who introduced me to the ocean and educated me about it and gave me reason to love appreciate and respect it.

Copyright © Andrea Rose

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You send bolts through my skin 
something I was never to 
accomplish with you, when I 
saw you it's like my heart sank 
to my stomach and I was in 
shock my body still my body 
heavy felt like when I moved I 
was about to fall to my knees 
you make me want to get 
inside my brain pick you up and 
take you out pick you one by 
one like a flower because I do 
love you and love you not.

Copyright © brittney lopez

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The Vent

im livin in a world, where all eyes on me.
trying to curve my own route.
but route 66 keeps finding its way to me.
ive been plenty sick, in all the events layed before me.
even when i reflect to my lowest points
i dont regret any of the choices
That I’ve deployed in my era
A lot of it by error, but hey
We live in hell conditions and there ain’t no air condition 
Or any guidelines when life throws you in the sidelines
But when hindsight twenty twenty hits
You’ll begin to understand life’s a bunch of equations and you in the mix of it
An you’ll have to think twice, before running into a situation and becoming the best of it
it’s what got me here, it’s what got us here
Ran with my thoughts blazing up to her place and
Guess what happened next
She opened up heaven’s gate
And just before late I slipped out
Simply put 
I’m a Grown ass man
Doin his thing, waitin to blow up like an old land mine
In doin what he drools over
But time after time 
Something decides to creep up and cover the light
Lost my way
Then I revoked to ever know, I ever thought that way
But in the in between time, that in the mean time 
Spent a lot of time
Gettin pissed off just to medicate and lift off
Don’t need Don Perion to sip off
Already had my way with the bottle
Even thought to get back with the trouble and rejoin the hustle
That’s just what happens to a man who really knows his old ways
Whos tired of making ends meet and ponders getting back to the streets.
Memory sets in and he remembers an O.G. saying
No matter how tall your pockets stand when you ball
Eventually times gonna make you fall
And I as I pull myself together 
I don’t wanna end up like the twin towers rubble
I mean no offence to nine eleven but at that time I probably could have used a reverend
But all that’s irrelevant now
because i live with a different perspective now

there you go you made it to the end :-) comment if you like, constructive criticism wanted as well.

Copyright © pat roswell

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My Rainbow

Rare as the perfect diamond
searched for in the depths of
the mountain highlands.

Angelic as the angels above
filled with laughter and love.

Intelligent as can be, showing
me new things that I have 
never seen.

Natural beauty as the rose,
cute cheeks and a button

Beautiful  through out the soul
how I got so lucky, I'll never

Obviously brilliant in all you say
and do, I thank God for giving me

Wonderfully delightful in all your
charming ways, you'll always be
my rainbow in all kinds of weather
you bring color to my days.

Copyright © Sharon Gulley

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 Is her name,
getting into everything,
is her game,
she's as bright,
as sunshine,
and as fresh,
as new fallen snow,
and I love to watch her,
as she grows,
her curiosity beats it all,
even though,
she's 3 feet tall,
her blue eyes sparkle,
when she's done something wrong, 
and you can never be mad at her,
all that long,
her beautiful smile,
will make you weak,
even when,
she's being a sneak,
you can't help but love,
that sweet little girl,
with straw colored hair,
and bouncing curls.

Copyright © RobieLynn Collins

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A Beautiful Couch

A beautiful couch, dusted entirely; five gentle hearts insist. Just kids, learning, moving, now 
overturning pillows-- quite riot, so teriffic--undaunting: Victory will expand young's zodiac.

Copyright © Susan Mills

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Just For My Sweet Beautiful Boo

I think about you every hour throughout my day/ I dont know what it is about you that makes me feel this way?/ but I want to let you know Im going to try to comprehend them in the nest few wrods that I say......
 Dam girl I stillcant belive you my boo....after all the drunk bull-sit I put you threw/ You make me better at everything girl I cannot lose/ Right now you the only woman that I choose/ You bring light to my rez life blues/ You make ,my heart beat faster than it normally moves I dont life being alone because I'm better off when my life is spent in two's/ Without your pretty face around girl I dont know what I would really want to do/ No matter what mi lady because this poem ws written just for you my sweet beautiful boo........

Copyright © Travis Lone Hill

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Push Up

i could sit here. day in and day out
thinking of the most proper way
to let the ink in the pen spill out
but as of late im feeling prehistoric 
so much weight on my shoulders 
and i dont know where to go
resuscitate my soul
look back up and head to the goal

so much evil around. i feel like the devils workin double shifts just to bring me down.
on the road to redemption
you can take a seat up in the front section
just so you can feel the emotions
in this electric notion

i've done a lot of things that hide the halo
let it all collaborate when i medicate 
now look at me, mind workin like plato
formulate a new path to take so i can
maneuver through all the mistakes 
we all know we cant change what we've already made
but we can change the next thing we create
startin to sound like a serenity prayer
5 steps till im thirty
and the twenty four before i was never a player
found out when the lights came back on im strictly a lover
its the strongest drink for your soul, when its thirsty
so careful how much you intake or be left hungover
even worse be the one she ran over

i dont mean to come off like im too deep
but the obstacles made there way through just to scrape through
and leave me suffocating
just for me to re-invent a new way to breathe, re-decorating

is your life so complicated 
you rather wet up your pillows and revoke from the life you live
just think of your kids mourning 
theyll never see that pretty face in the morning any more
cheer your self up
you got a lot to live for
your a gem and im that friend
trynna appraise the value 
that you dont see inside of you

just another day for him
goin about
searchin wonderin what his purpose is
running in circles 
till he found a way through all the turbulence

Copyright © pat roswell

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Dance With Me

His fingers trace down her cheek
While inhaling her scent and smiles
She slips one hand on his shoulder
The other in his hand
They dance a sweet rumba
Hip to hip conversation
Their eyes meet
Lips an inch apart
Her leg wraps around his
He starts to melt
She whispers
Make love to me with this dance
He looks at her lovingly 
Places his arm around her
Pulls her close
Their bodies moving as one
Passionately, elegantly across the floor
As the dance slows
Coming to an end
She twists in his hands
Presses her back
Against his body
He covers her arms with his
Slowly around her waist
In a warm embrace

Copyright © Carissa Kopf

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Just the
Kind of

Copyright © Xinrae Cardozo

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The westerners eat Amala and Ewedu
We eat Akpo and Ofe Nsala
They dance Juju and Apala
We dance bongo and atilogwu the beat of life.
T^he Northerners speaks hausa whilst we speak igbo
They married with no bride price and dowry 
But we marry with bride price and huge dowry.
Cut the man"s hair low, short to remind him That
Marriage is never a bed of roses therefore he must look
After our pride, princess, prestigious priceless pretty queen 
Who must painstakingly bear his name abandoning her 
Humble background and journey with him amidst roses and bullets.
They wear buba and agbada in an architectural design
Darshiki from the north domain whilst we wear Ukwu george    
They plate shoku, koroba and kpatawo and make beads round their neck
Igbo speak, yoruba frown, hausa dance, itskiri watch
Kanuri laugh, Ebira smile, Nupe point, Tiv demonstrate Fulani pick.
Idoma cry, Awori cry, Efik console, Ibibio comfort
Yet Unity we stand despite the cultural diversity.
One for all, all for one, we stand.
Bound to the humble land in hundred fold
Relevant is our culture and tradition 
In defend shall we die and perish for our 
Precious country.

Copyright © john chizoba vincent

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My Beautiful Sister

Your big beautiful eyes that ring bells 
and your hair that falls so perfectly well, 

Makes all my girlfriends envy you so much, 
and all the boys fall in love with you nevertheless. 

You are not just another pretty face out there, 
But you have such a pure heart that is so rare. 

Nobody else knows you inside-out the way I do, 
Just one request dear sister, 'Always stay with me.'

Copyright © Sujish Kandampully

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Glimpses of epiphany

Glimpses of epiphany

Once, a long, long time ago
I was filled with cares and woe
I thought that I was going to die
And the fear of it, it made me cry
As life became a misery
Self-pity came enfolding me.

And then one day amidst the trees
Something did take on over me
The trees lit up like Christmas lights
Glistened silver, sparkling bright
And I fell beneath the mystery
My heart all filled with untold glee

A whisper seemed to fill my soul
The world seemed pure, and sweet, and whole
And I knew, I had no doubt at all
That everything is wonderful
And since that day a peace has been
Making my world so serene

20 July 2013 @ 1725hrs.

For the Glimpses of epiphany epiphany contest

Copyright © Peter Duggan

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A Beautiful Creation

A beautiful creation does exists;
for God has, in Jesus' kingdom, lain marble.
Numbers of pearls.
Quazars radiate skywards,
 torchlighting unbelievable views, without.
Yahweh, zilches.

Copyright © Arlene Smith

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solely Heart

Solely Heart
Heart keeps on
And will never be broken
Feeling lasts forever
By Nature it should be
Life faces a lot of obstacle
By nature life change
from young to old
Heart should be free from sadness
Take self- control
Current strikes edge
A wind blows all things on its way
Fire burn every things
Our daily life hit by the society
Trust your dream of yesterday
Believe on your power,
Love your lovers
And love who loves you.

Copyright © sengchanh xuangphuthon

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Vito the Kitten

There could be no other name for a Kitten like this one .
He is Brave , his black , silky hair , Vito has won suitors marking his claws .
This tiny little Cat , very soon all kittens on this street,  will be kissing his paws .

for he earned his name Vito , the Kitty Godfather you know.
with whispers from other Cats "There He is " There he goes "
His Tail wavy like a dog he strides. Tall but yet low.

Vito is a tiny proud cat and likes his pasta made a special way
I make a red sauce , but it is the white clam he craves 
He picks his claws fine , then with a full belly he plays 

Vito with eyes of the finest blue and green , that will stare at you when you sleep. 
It has been said by some female cats , do think he will go out with me some day ?
A Fine cat and kittens he will make ~meow meow, says a jealous girl kitten , no way !

Vito loves to play on the wood floors at night , he runs fast , 
he is not silent ..he is the young Godfather , Vito has earned the right.

Vito , the tiny kitten , Vito the young cat ,
Vito keeps our blocks free from any nasty rat.

No ..a Rat will not confront Our Vito at all 
He will be pushed aside and evicted with one lift of his paw 

One thing this kitten has that makes him so unique ...
He his adored by this owners . He is happy , and warm , safe in our sheets !

Copyright © Shanity Rain

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Story of my Life

Story of my life
Full of great pleasure
Balloons of sweet smiles
And talents as a treasure..

Blooms of friendship
Blunders of surprises
School of values
And thousands of solutions
Before a probkem arises...

A bag full of chocolates
Abode of taste
Interesting studies
No time to waste...

My fun book of talent
Preperation for tomorrow
Blast of happiness
No place for sorrow!!

Copyright © Aashima Bansal

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Beautiful flower

Bless'd beauty as sweet for loving,

Angelic design ever alluring,

Perfect creature of heavenly formation,

Like a starlight glowing.

Magnificent than a diamond shimmering 

of profound radiance.

Intoxicating than a melody playing 

too pure a fragrance.

Copyright © Elly sebaduka

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My Own Superman

I thought of myself as a damsel in distress,
As someone who needed saving,
And as I fell deeper and deeper I wondered who would catch me.
Time passed and as I fell I saw a sliver of light,
I tore back the paper and realized I could fight my own fight.
I could save myself.
I don’t need superman to sweep me off my feet,
I just need me.
Because ‘ME’ is who I want to be and ‘ME’ wants to be free,
And how can I be free if I keep expecting someone else to save me?
I don’t need a man.
I don’t need to hold your hand.
I don’t need you to help me stand.
I CAN wear the cape,
I CAN rock the tights,
I CAN fly.
I CAN do it ALL,
As long as I remember,
I’m not the damsel in distress,
I don’t need you to catch my fall,
I CAN do it all.

Copyright © B. Ariel Moreno