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Winter

Winter at times became a paradise lost-and-found  
I recall huddling over a static, crackling old radio
News announcement: School canceled tomorrow!.....
The yard oh my the yard, buried in a blanket of quiet 
Even the fence posts wear tilted, funny white hats
Rabbit and sparrow tracks in the snow...

Submitted for: Charlotte Puddifoot's Acrostic contest


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His Smile Awaits

He was my very first daydream
I thought about him all the time
Something about him made me beam

Seeing his face was so sublime
Making good grades in class was a breeze
It was his smile that was my motivation
Liking him came with such ease
Every thought of touching him came with hesitation

All I had was the way he looked at me
Waiting for his glances became my prize
A chance encounter filled me with glee
I wanted so much to feel the warmth of his eyes
Thinking of him is a great memory 
Smiles like his have become few and far between


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Seed Of Friendship-A dedication

L-iving in a world of vast 
souls formed from 
another voided world,
E-ntering thru portals 
from their world to earth.
O-ozing spetacular smell 
and wail when the chips 
are down.
N-urtured from cradle to 
adulthood-independent
entity with a new world 
to face.
O-rganizes oneself for the 
task ahead,passing thru 
hurdles of life unabased 
and unabashed.
R-eaps the fruit of labor 
with joy or heavy heart.
A-ge sets in,mission 
accomplished or not will 
dawn on the entity.

I-n retrospect,he thinks 
about his childhood and 
how life was to him.

L-iving in confidence or 
shame,he bows his head 
in victory or defeat.
O-nly the taste of time 
will tell the durability of 
his achievements.
V-oid of preference the 
aim result bears the 
foundation for his lineage.
E-njoyment or lack lies 
with the works of the 
man,for there is no food 
for the slothful.

Y-oung ones,a stitch in 
time saves nine,make 
haste while the sun 
shines.
O-iling your lamb always 
like the ten virgins is the 
key to success.
U-rging you to shun peer 
pressure and focus on 
the course marked out 
for you by fate,so a 
fulfilled life you shall live.





An acrostic for you 
Leonora Galinita.


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Insignificance

I s a child to be heard?
N o one answers, as usual. The silence is slowly killing me.
S orrow, misunderstanding and these mourning memories,
I s this the way it is supposed to be? Since that fateful day, I have been a 
G irl, lost in a whirl of tragic past, calamitous present and the fear of having no future,
N ever have I known what "family", "friends" or "fiends" mean, for
I have never made or heard of any.
F or I am thirteen, just as inconsequential as a dwarf planet, amongst boundless galaxies.
I live in misery, why won't anyone listen to me? I may be young, but I
C an converse, listen and see, and I
A m as normal as you are. So why
N ot give me a chance to prove myself?
C an you ever give me a listening
E ar? Is a child to be heard?


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Abigail

Fleeting And With Vague Reference To Memory, Her Vision

Ruptures and Blurs: All The Lines Seamlessly Creasing 

Onto One And Other. The Air Tastes So Much Sweeter When

Machines Pump the Air In And Out For You.


                                - Don't Even Have To Remember To Breathe -


Tedium Enslaves The Mindset, and Causes The Irrational To

Hemorrhage Fourth, Displacing Any Emotional Grounding, And

Eradicating Any Sense of a Self Obtained Freedom


                                  - Sleep My Sweet... Sleep -


Twisted Metal Splayed Across The Concrete, The Haunting

Horrific Sound of Sparks Generated By The Rapid Deceleration.

Only The Front Seats Remained Intact As The Frames Crumpled 

Under The Tremendous Pressure. The Dread Comes Before The

Gripping Fear, The Acknowledgement of Impact Forces The 

Hands To Curl Up Into Fists and Squeezes The Sweat from 

Tightening Palms. Time Rushes To a Stop, and The High Pitched

Screams, Become Disturbingly Deep Rumbles.


                                     - It Hit The Back Harder -


Onset Bewilderment as a Result of the Fear. She Moves Her Hand

From The Bed, and Touches The Skin On Her Dads Wrist.


                                      - He Stokes Her Hand Gently With His Thumb -


"Abigail" He Whispers, His Cheeks Stained With The Inevitability.


                                       - His Hope For Her Had Withered  -


Destiny is The Harshest Mediator of Time and Regret,

Yet It Presented Her With No Answers. She Struggles

Intricately For The Reasoning of The Event,

Never Fully Understanding Where She Was 

Going, And Why She Was Going Alone.


                                        - Her Words Stifled By Mucus -


Caressing Her Head and Stroking Her Hair,

He Let The Warm Liquid Stream Down His Face.

It Made Snail Silver Lines When Reflected

Light Shimmered Through It. He Held Tight,

Delicately Supporting Her Neck.


                                         -  And Laying Her Down -

                                                         - He Kisses Her Forehead -

                                                                       - "Goodbye My Sweet" -


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ABUSE

Agony
Blood
Unrealistic pain
Sheer terror
Emotional scars that never heal


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Halloween: Safety First Then Fun!!!

Halloween: Safety First Then Fun!!! 
     By the Poets Listed After the Poem 

Happy day getting candy treats while dressed like spooks and goblins. 
Angels, genies, princesses, too, put “loot” in their bags and tins. 
Look both ways when you cross the street.  Always stay close to your friends. 
Lighted homes.  Festive decorations.  Porches. Pumpkins.  Invite! 
Oh, be leery of the dark, where ghosts and spooks stay out of site. 
Wear bright costumes that reflect at night!  Not lose or tight.  Just right! 
Every child must be aware that some goblins inhabit homes. 
Each year we hear of razor blades placed in a child’s candied cones.   
Never!!! Ever!!! Eat your treats 'til Mom says, “OK, little gnomes.” 


Stay safe!  Look around!  While you walk, beware of witches and bats.
Always, ghosts and goblins watch.  Looking out for sweet treats you drop.
Fear?  If they happen to appear parents, quickly call the cops!
Enjoy laughter, hot chocolate, and other treats with your friends. 
Take care not to play tricks that could hurt others or cause offense. 
Youngsters, polite and respectful, great delight they do dispense. 


Fun you will have!  Enjoyment too.  Be sure that you are careful!
In all situations, “Trick-or-Treaters” beware!  Need HELP?  Shout!!!
Remember say, “Thank you” for treats when you’re out and about.
Stay clear of Spooky Soupers as they write with their crazy pens. 
To write in verse, some witches curse.  And drive sanity ‘round bends. 
 
The madness, “Dearie,” is very clear; they strive to make amends. 
Hooting owls and wild black cats wildly eat from your mum's pumpkin
Eerily, creaky zombies leave their tombs and walk down your streets.
Night, bubbling soups, you must beware, might be made of your own feet--
 
Frantic frenzies and fabulous fun begins just before dark.
Under that moonlit chilling night, “Trick- or-Treaters,” find their mark.
Nearby neighbors anticipate.  Waiting with treats is a lark!


Contributing Poets in Alphabetical Order:  Charmaine Chircop, Carolyn Devonshire , James 
Frazer, Rhoda Galgiani, Sean Kelly, Karen O'Leary, Patricia Prescott, Dane SmithJohnsen


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memories

Time and time again,
broken heart and shattered dreams.
My eyes start to close and,
I hear all the retched screams.

I see the twisted faces, 
the hatred they hold inside.
The eyes as red as blood, 
all the anger they can't hide.

The sound of the screams turns my blood, 
curdled like sour milk.
The faces fall away, 
drifting like a scarf of silk.

I open my eyes once more 
to find it was all in my head.
These memories they torture me, 
they make feel...... dead.


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MOLESTED

Manipulated into thinking I know not right from wrong
Overpowered by his stature; my weakness makes him strong
Loathing at the thought that the time has come to go to bed
Escaping all the nightmares; forcing them to the back of my head
Sexually deviant and wicked; he’s completely out of control
Twisted are his thoughts, as he finally takes my soul
Evil vicious cycle; spinning round and round and round
Devastation lasting a life-time; still waiting to be found


© Stacy Lynn Stiles


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Abundance

A is for apathy, “You all know you are!”

B is for itching, “Why can’t I have a car?”
U is for the umbilical cord. You never cut from Ma.
N is for neutral, “Why should you take a stand?”

D is for dependent, “Hey, one always needs a hand!”
A is for angry, “Well, why the hell shouldn’t I be?”
N is for nostalgia, ‘cause in the past we’re free.
C is for the ocks ;) who run the whole damn show!.
E is for euthanasia, “When your old just GO!”

And all that spells abundance, in case you could not tell?
Or went to school in Texas and never learned to spell.


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Mothers

Mothers are truly God’s gift to the world and really for us 
Oh, they will put things out, even a fuss with a simple touch
The essence of their being prevents us from being in a rush
Hear their words of wisdom and one will learn very much
Even as drivers they shift gears without scraping the clutch
Resting a child’s head, they simmer a cry with such a hush
Saving grace, loving us dearly like a hand with a royal flush


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SEXUALLY MOLESTED

Self-Esteem destroyed; lost and never found
Engaged in unwanted advances; horror all around 
X-Rated is the actions; the pain is something unable to forget
United are the demons, which created the mood to set
Audacity running through his veins; unable to see the fright 
Losing all my dignity; fighting with all my might
Lusting for a purpose; one of the ultimate sins
Yearning for gratification; not thinking about the child within

Mortified beyond repair; a terrified child now resides 
Open to the vulnerability; a perfect secret now to hide
Losing this perverted battle; feeling mute and all alone
Emptiness has now replaced, a subtle joyful tone
Silence I have learned; haunting memories hiding within
Trust I give to no one; for all of life is one big sin
Exiled from a childhood, that helped make me who I am today
Disgraced by the memories as I watched my childhood fade away

© Stacy Lynn Stiles


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Cookies

Cookies are addictive!
OoOoH! Here's one to snatch!
Okay...where's the chocolate chips?
Kraving too many of these treats
I want some now! But...I might get beeefy...
Every bite is mouthwatering, soft and crisp
Should I take another cookie?


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Smile

Sense of humour, elevating our spirits
Musing over the simple things in life, rejoicing at what we find
Imagination stimulated, childlike, seeing the wonders in life
Light heartedness, laughing at one’s self!
Everything as it is meant to be, smiling, enjoying, the gift of life


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the bear

there once was a bear
who lived in belair 
he owned a red hen
who made eggs for his kin
then one time like most bears do
the bear got hungery 
and ate the red hen 
and her last eggs of ten
with a gulp and a swallow 
down went the hen 
but wait..
now there was no hen to lay eggs for his kin.


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HALLOWEEN NIGHT

Halloween night of events
Alot of trick or treating
Lots of candy for eating
Love when they come to the door
Opening bags wanting more
Witches, pumpkins or a ghost
Each comparing who got most
Even the parents take part
Not admit their young at heart


Everything Halloween contest
written 10/1/2013


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Love came down at Christmas

L Long ago travelled Kings
O Opened their minds to prophecies
V Visiting from afar they brought gifts of Gold, Fracincense and Myrrh
E Eastern Star guiding them lighting the way

C Company of Heavenly Host
A Allelujah! Angels appeared to Shepherds, telling Savior born
M Manger for bed wrapped in cloths in Town of David
E Evangelically proclaimed Christ the Lord

D December 25th designated day
O On which we recollect
W Why/way Christ entered our world
N Nativity only part of His story

A A new testament
T Tells of new covenant between God and His people

C Christ's coming to Earth
H Hailed as new born King, Holy
R Risen Lord, righteous redeemer, 
I Intercedes for us as
S Spiritual Saviour to save sinners souls
T Time for Truth, Trust, Trinity
M Man's belief in God of Love,  
A As Father Son and Holy Spirit
S Shall be saved


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Mother's Death

M  y mother died when I was fifteen months old
O  h how my heart hurt when I called her so bold
T  o heaven her soul did soar_ leaving her children
H  ere on this earth, with lives now so totally barren
E  each day I wonder why so young she had to go
R  easons I will never know in this life though
S  atan did his work in destroying family

D  evil stirred the father to drink, compulsorily
E  aten away was his heart from the loss; Granny
A  ttended five children's needs, extra for baby
T  o family members word was spread_ youngest given
H  ome by adoptive family; but this for child heaven


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Easter EGG, Abecedarian: with egg shape-

                            
                          =====
                       April Aroma...
                     Beckons Beauty.
                   Come Children!!!....
                 Daisies Daffodil.........
               EASTER EGGS EVERYWHERE
                Fun Filled Freedom.......
                  Giddy Giggly Games...
                    How ya' Hangin'???
                       Just Jolly Joey!
                           =====

              HAPPY EASTER EVERYONE!!!!


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Who Am I

Who am I?
Question indeed!

  W-eaned from tender 
age,in noble family of ten.
  H-urt by the demise of 
the tube that brought 
me into this theater of 
struggles and pains.
  O-rdered about by the 
whimps of this 
world,facing the hurdles 
of life daily from 
cradle,never giving up 
hope.
  
  A-fine young man of 28 
I am,who has the 
experience and wisdom 
of the aged.
  M-astering the arts of 
life-learning from lessons 
of life's victims and 
didactic poems 'cos man 
of fame I intend to be for 
I bear the name Bob.

  I-lost my poetic gift at a 
stage but recovered it in 
poetrysoup for invisible 
entities say a 
lesser being I shall be,but 
another encourages me 
to move on,for great is 
one who comes out of 
the shackles of life 
undeterred for this is who 
I am.



Name: Ifeanyi Bob 
Ekechukwu.
Date:24-10-2013.


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GAMING

Gaming (acrostic)

Give me that controller, I command with a shout
After this game and don't be a lout
Modern Warfare my dad adores
I know what I like, it's Halo 4
New games and new tactics we must learn swiftly
Gaming's the best on Xbox 360


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Four Letter Word

Children do things their own way.
Rarely do they give it a second thought.
Always throwing caution to the wind.
Poo poo sometimes hits the fan!



Four letter acrostic contest. Oops didn't follow
instructions, can't enter this one. Still hope you enjoy.


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Aub

I miss you Baby, Girl....
Every day, I do.


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A Winter Sport--double acrostic--

Amidst the cold climate we enjoyed sled riding.
We also had so much fun building an igloo.
I felt alive in those days, hardly any woes.
Now you may say that this is no sport at all.
Take heed that even the Olympics have these.
Every winter so many do this thing that I bid,
Racing, swaying, these and more we did savor.
Sled riding is easier, though many enjoy to ski.
Pleasant fresh aromas of winter always spread.
Outward and inward like a bitter cold safari.
Riding upon a sled by setting or lying down,
Takes control of our lives in childlike blessing.


My first double acrostic,,,inspired by a contest,,,first letter of each sentence spells out title and the last letter in each sentence spells out the subject..


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Captcha WHA6

When I was only five
Heard mommy always's say
Angel  keep being naughty and you won't make it to
6




Entry for Adam Hapworth's
Captcha Acrostic Contest
G.L. All



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A Damsel in Distress

Curled in the womb, a dreamless summer night
Hark the coming of a baby snow-white
Eternal beauty and grace, a cuddly delight
Twinkle in her eye, there is never any respite
Nimbly she walks on, roguery she incites
Alice in wonderland, hiding away from the light

Mocking at men, when she came of age
It was all pretence of a teeny tiny phase
Riddle she became, which men strove to work out
Candle light dinners, yet lingered ever a doubt.
How did innocence, turn out so ravishing?
A nymph in disguise, her life is confusing.
Nasty or just hasty; she can’t herself surmise
Do I dare to find out, am I wise to analyze
Am I able to suppress my own prejudice? 
Nourishing a sentiment, have concealed it so well
Is she the one for me, should I go and ring the bell?

PS The first letter in each line spells the name of the damsel - 'Chetna 
Mirchandani'


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LOST BABY BOY


L Like a juggler, rhythm of harried routine, a mother performing
O On finding the cling-clang-thump symphony's beats missing
S She froze mid-way through her act, something's just not right
T To her surprise, her rambunctious baby boy was nowhere in sight

B Brushing fears aside, she set to seek him in the game of peek-a-boo
A As she peered in every nook and cranny cooing,"momma loves you!"
B But success evaded her and she was fast losing heart and hope
Y Young mother burst into tears, her sanity dangling on a tattered rope

B "Boo!" a voice behind her in a squeamish cry, all too familiar
O Overjoyed she spun around crying and laughing all the same, feeling happier
Y "You naughty boy!"and he smiled impishly, right behind her, under kitchen counter!

7/8/2012


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My Spirit

My spirit stays strong, even through the darkest of times.
Suddenly it was taken away. Pleading and begging him to get off me. Invisible my cries went for years. Ripped out from underneath me, my childhood was stolen. Isolated scared and guilt ridden. Taking away apart of me forever in an instant.
Cory long 9-4-2011 Write it deep and dramatic, Please contest.


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Unexpected Peers (An acrostic ode to Poetry Soup and it's members)

Unexpected Peers (An acrostic ode to Poetry Soup and it's members)	
(9.7.10)

Passion
Overwhelmed
Elementary
Thoughts.
Roaming
Youth
Saw
Out,
Under
Pen.

Prolific
Obsession
Engrossed
Time.
Rhythm
Yielded
Structure;
Observation
Unleashed
Power.

Pride
Offered
Extroversion.
Trajectory
Rose,
Yet
Self-doubt
Occurred.
Undercurrent
Pulled.

Pushed
On;
Expanded
Tools;
Read.
Yesterday
Stopped
Overstaying-
Usurping
Present.

Posted
Online.
Enjoy
The
Rhymes
You 
Share
Openly,
Unexpected
Peers.


            I haven't been on this site long, but many of you have already made me feel
welcome, and, moreover, like I belong.  I'm finding myself as inspired as I have ever been
to keep writing, and to keep growing as a writer, thanks to your support, your contests,
and your own original posts.  This is, truly, a special community.  
            Thanks for allowing me to become a part of it.


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HOOLIGANISM


H Hell breaks loose when Papa comes along,
O One studiously studying, now jumping and singing a song!
O One prankster eating, now his plate a mish-mash!
L "Lets hug Papa tight, before Mamma could lash."
I I am sure my naughty ones are over the moon
G Going by their frantic pace I'll go crazy too soon!
A  and now I hear them complain," Mamma nags."
N Now suddenly in my disciplined life, behind, the order lags.
I Its a win-win situation for them, my word will have no gains
S Somehow in a protected territory, even these deer will turn fierce lions!
M My house thus is a home to two sweet hooligans!


WORD GAMES CONTEST
Sponsor: Catie Lindsay


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The most beautiful Smile.

S he washes the dishes for a dollar an hour.
M akes enough to buy for one, some milk and some flour.
I nflation has reduced the purchasing power.
L ittle kid at home makes it all worthwhile,
E very night when he eats and sleeps with a smile.


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Grampa Martin

T he magic of a grandfather, pulling a quarter from your ear.
H e tells a scary story,With a soothing sort of fear.
E lation fills the childs' heart as Grampa opens up the door.

G ingerly,the brother skip across the cold linoleum floor.
R ighteously, He pick us up, one in each strong arm.
A lternating kissing cheeks; His touch would keep us warm.
M ajestically he puts us down; and strokes his long grey beard.
P aternally: he kisses Moms' forehead; boys think that that is weird.
A gain his aura shines our way: ' Who wants Ice Cream.

I will always love my Grampa, in life and death and dream.

S atisfied He loved us, as much as we loved him.
T omorrows' tomorrows our love will never Dim.
I dolize your Grampa as long as he's around.
L ive your life as He did, goodness shall abound.
L earn the love of generations as Grampas' have always done.

L ife goes on day after day: with Grampa having fun.
O beisance to GRAMPA MARTIN and those before and after.
V alues given to grandchildren: Love, Joy, and Laughter.
E ternally.


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Halloween

Halloween night 
All is right
Love trick or treaters
Listen to the wind howl
October 31st
Walking through enchanted trees
Every child smiling
Eve of the Jack o lanterns
Naughty or nice

By willow moon


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Remembering

 "Memories are the gifts of children"


Rolling down a grassy slope
Educing screams of pure delight
Making pies composed of mud
Erecting castles in the sand
Magic puddles lure small feet
Bugs of all design examine
Energy without remission
Rainbows arch to tease the eye
Innocence is on display
Noses test the petals essence
Gleeful is the child at play




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Collecting the Girl

All her pill boxes
understood to be collectibles
neatly arranged on her coffee table
treasured baubles, bits of metal

Varying uniquely in size, in color
each in a replica of someone's dream
rare in their form,
nearly minted in quality
entrancing small fingers and innocent eyes
telling their stories with secret compartments
tendered with nimblest artisan hands
existing, cocooned, in the quiet of her living room, an urban museum...


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Dandelion Wishes

Dancing through a field of awakening childhood dreams
Anticipating summer days, life bursting at the seams
Nature calls a shy, young girl outdoors to explore
Dandelion heads of vibrant gold, beauty she cannot ignore
Eager to wish upon the wind, she picks a bunch to blow
Laughing as she chases fluff, seeds search for soil to grow
I remember that young girl and all she dared to wish
Often I slip back in time, soft memories I embellish
Never again have I felt that young, hopeful and free

Waiting for my tomorrows and life's possibilities
I could wrap myself awhile in ornate dandelion dreams
Savoring memories made in the summer sun's golden beams
Happiness danced along with me and petals in the wind
Each time I see dandelions, the joy returns like an old friend
Someday, perhaps I'll pick a bunch and chase childhood wishes again


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The Answer

Why do we ask when the answer is always no.
I look into a blue sky and ask the Ghost of Snow.
But there is no answer.

Hold a baby in your arms, who is dying of cancer.
Let her tiny hand grab onto your finger,
In a last desperate plea for an answer,
And then tell yourself you still believe in God.

Cut your dead son down form the hanging tree,
Wipe the fear from his brow,
Wonder what force allows that level of misery.

The answer is not in the dancer,
It is in the dance.


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BACK TO SCHOOL

They all look happy after school
He suddenly lose all that glow after school
He now sees reality flashing as the school time end
It’s time to back where his roots lays
She is also showing signs of sadness
For her going back is even harder
Far but it’s nothing compare to the pain
The pain of looking after her brother
His eyes tell the story hidden from his cute face
The looks many says he pick from his mother
Their parents have passed after a hard fought sickness
The same sickness that he is living with
Some say their parents were bewitched
But she knows the truth as her brother look upon her
She is ready to do anything for him like lioness fighting furiously
As her mother’s words ring to her ears;
‘Look after your brother’
The days are even longer then months
The months are years to them
Only Sundays are a blessing to them 
Playing is not for them as many fear them
Consumed by fear all they do is read their books
Deprived to associate with other kids
Loneliness crept and engulfs them like a dog in the wilderness 
It’s back to school

School for young brains to be nurtured
But a child so young with an old brain
He too wanted to play and live normally
She too would have enjoyed doing her hair
Living in a free country yet nothing is free for them
Having rights that will not bring food on the table
But her father contradicted this thought
As he said “always see this as an opportunity to success”
Only success can give them the life they envy to live
A life of being happy
A life of being accepted for who you are
Even now they wait and live by the hope
The hope of getting this grant money
Hoping that their granny will get back
Back to their simple and haunting house
The house so controlled by fear and shame
House that gives birth to pouring tears 
This is their house and burden for life
This is the house with no breadwinner
They are the only survivors in this house
They will be the corners of this house.


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The ball is in your Court

Summers a plenty passed away, years later, father fate makes us meet again.
How different you are? I have changed too; yet the bond is still maintained.
'Winnie Cooper' you were, in my childhood; while I pretended to be 'Kevin'. 
Eons later now, I feel it once more; but alas! The gods had a different view.
Two paths ahead which one to choose, a dilemma it is for you to chew
All I can do - is to confess my love, and pass the ball along to you, to cue. 


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pain

It is the light that burns through the night
The night that is covered by pain
The pain that burns on bones so fragile

It is the face of the parents
The face that glow with joy 
But the joy that is far from me

It is the father that has lost his dignity 
The dignity that was nurtured for years
The years that has passed like super eagle

It is the look of poor souls that cause this pain
The pain that has no souses but shame
The feeling of pity for a hungry child

It is that pain which make me sick inside
Where sorrow hove around like a trapped bird
I shall toss myself to the ground 

Though sun bring new beginnings 
But this pain makes the rays deadly
How I wish to make the day light again.


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Choices of Words

Children learn from what they hear and see.
Have you ever heard certain words from a child?
Our thoughts and feelings spread to them from me.
Intentions are good, though prejudice comes wild.
Carefully, we should not press our evil, outwardly free.
Every time, we do, it will come back, oh, so beguiled.
Senses of the child are impressive, guided by thee.

Our parents embedded both wrong and right on each.
Freedom of choice is what everyone has, within reach.

Words, deeds, are what teach the young, indeed.
Our greed can also be pressed inside the seed.
Ruthlessness also transfers, but what does it breed.
Does anyone know for sure, what children will need?
Sacrifice your evilness, or your children’s spirit will bleed.


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SUMMER

Splashes and laughs of children are heard                                         
Under the shade of the oak tree is where they go to escape the hot sun rays
Mommies fixing up lemonade for thirsty little tongues
Many a moon these happy days last
Engorged with joy and giggles these days are 
Radiant little children are rejoicing for these days


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Love's Reverence, a cover of ''A Boat Beneath A Sunny Sky''

Chivalrist of pure intent
Honoured by the ears that lent
A tale recounted to content

Resplendant wonders brought to ear
Laments that draw an unseen tear
Evasion of the heart's deep fear

Soft young mind and placid eyes
Lucid to the tale's disguise
Unseeing the truth behind the lies

There upon the golden water
Wimsically listening to the lauder
Inclines the middle Liddell daughter

Days have come and years have passed
Golden evenings couldn't last
Erosionary time has swept too fast

Dreary dawns and bitter nights
Overcame the muse's might
Dead and gone, that fragile light

Greiving when his heart was tore
Secreted to land of lore
On through Wonderland he'll soar

Now to dream forevermore


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The Talk

The Talk

(9.4.10)


"The Talk:",
 He hesitated, 
"Everyone 
 Becomes
 Interested in
 Reproduction
 During different, developmental 
 Stages."
(Assurances are always awkward;
 Nothing new.)
 Dad dodged    
"The Talk" 'til I turned twenty two.
 He honestly
 Expected 
 Bewilderment by
 Education, 
 Even though everybody knows, each infant grows in a secret station
 So its strong enough for the long aviation of being taken, by delivery stork, to it's home.







(This poem was written specifically for Carol Brown's "The Birds and the Bees" poetry
contest.)


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Spoken Silence

BRING BACK OUR GIRLS..........

Bestiality in human faces
Religion in disguised cruelty
Intolerance puts fetters upon morality
Never-ending bloodbath of humanity
Generations trapped in infinite cry for freedom

Brutality finds refuge in gothic arms
Affliction upon innocent souls
Concerned voices in the wilderness
Knell of terror in unison sounds echo

Ode to Sambisa occupies my mind
Under the forest in bondage dreams are
Reality that haunts mankind

Girlhood ruddled by stains of pains in captivity 
Infinite cries, lies, pains, sadness………
Rationale for my anger
Let thy tears their doom spell
Silence already spoken.

© 5.11.2014


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Feeling Nostalgic

Hi guys plz go through my poem ,After two years of marriage journey..Life has taken me so far..recollecting the past memories with my bro and refreshing the moments we shared together on his Birthday!!


                                        Inside home or outside the house,
              Hide and seek We played like mouse.
                                        Very much fond of Hit and beat,
              Fighting and mingling in a split of seconds like a treat.
                                         Pulling leg like no one else,
              Playing pranks,betting odds like no one does.
                                         For every game which we played,
              Slowly steadily in a day.
                                         Not I used to take my turn,
              You are the one who tied ribbons of my likes/dislikes 
                                         & gave me love in return!


              Those lovely days,those astonishing spark,
                                      Each & everyday was beaming with Sunrise from the dark.
              Carving my life with an meaningful essence,
                                     Lighting the bonfire of my life,You made it more delighted.
              Its because of You bro, my lovely star from the heaven of blue sky,
                                     My life is often been solaced with your presence,
              Thanks for every thing You did in a sense.


          "Wishing You a very Happy Birthday. God bless YOU as always with 
            full of love,prosperity and good health.loads of love. "


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Halloween

Having a little dark fun
A scary night
Little children dressed up as monsters
Lets dance in the moonlight
Oh no someones following me
Will this night ever come to an end
Everyone knows the crazies come out
Eternal sleep comes to an end
Now the vampires and werewolves are sated


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She Let Her Flowers Bloom

She was a late bloomer in the love department.
Her biological time clock had been ticking for years.
Everyone wondered if she would ever get married.
 
Later, she started to wonder that too, and about children.
Education had given her some smarts, but only a beginning.
Time ticked and her self-worth took a big crash into oblivion.
 
Her only thoughts were of her childhood, punishments, and failures.
Every waking moment was spent writing down the “to do’s” for the day.
Remembering anything at all soon became impossible, after the accident.
 
Flowers filled the fruitful trees and gardens around her.
Laughter of children outside her window; she no longer took notice.
Overcome and shriveled, her life trying to be good enough took its toll.
What was she thinking!
Every happy person she knew had a fragrant flower germinating within.
Remembering her dreadful past must be buried; a new seed must grow.
 
Before long, wisdom had evolved into a family.
Laughter of her own children filled every room of her house.
Opulent motherhood brought and gave love everlasting.
Over her many years of parenting, she had two goals:  Life and self-love.
Many years later, she thanked God; she let her children, like flowers, bloom.


NOTE:  This acrostic poem relates to Debbie’s wise words that, “The important thing is 
that we live true to ourselves and cause the great flower of our lives to blossom.”  This 
poem is about a woman who lived for others instead of herself, but was fortunate 
enough to learn the same wisdom that Debbie spoke of in time to allow her own 
children to freedom to grow and live through mistakes and success so that they were 
able to be true to themselves when they grew up.  (I hope I succeeded at this, too.)

Copyright January 20, 2013
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

Written for Poetry Soup Member’s Contest: Words of Wisdom 
Sponsored by Debbie Guzzi


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Maybe in May

Maybe I'll get an iPhone for my birthday 
Ah...on the other hand, I'd like to get an iced coffee
Yeah - I'll just accept my water 
Be honest, David - I'm a brat and a smarty pants 
Enjoy your break time and kick back...chill for a time ...

I'm a little nervous - I feel that my writing's are
Not that impressive - maybe in May, 

May I ask him for a free lemonade? 
And yes - I get a free lemonade 
Yes!! Maybe in May, I might get a part-time job or I might be a famous poet - someday...someday...


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Clean Up Time

Clear the table
Line the books along the shelves
Everyone join in
Arrange the chairs so none can fall
Naughty children don’t pitch in

Under chairs and under tables check we haven’t missed a toy
Paints and brushes put away

Toys are all picked up for today
I read a story as we wait
Mom’s or Dad’s are on their way
Everyone its time to go…..I hope you had a real fun day


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change

CHANGE
The climate has change
The species have evolved
Change is the word that eludes me
Change is what I want for me

I seek to change my behaviour
I so want to be a tree
A tree that lose leaves
A tree that gives shade
A tree that provide fruits

I need a change 
I want to change for them
Be the change they wants
Be their hero for lifetime

Time pass fast now
Times has come now
The time to make a change
The change for my children

It is a wish my staggering body need
It is the change my lungs seek
The change of new air filled with sweet smell
The change my brain approves
Oh hail my stubborn heart
Please let me change

Let me change for my father’s sake
Let me change for that fragile soul
Make me the hope for all
Make me lead the way for all

Change me!
Show me where to start
Show me ways of being smart
I only see shades of my figure
I see clouds engulfing my small figure

Change me now
I wanna see the light
I want to see it tonight
This is the right time
This is time for bright things


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Gone With the Wind

G ravity held me; standing on my feet
O ne day, the wind blew and took me to a place
N avigating through the clouds it flew
E vacuating the shrills of fear

W ondering, I looked down
I magining how the world looks from up high
T he houses looked like small toys a child plays with
H orses looked like ants; walking around to build their home

T all buildings felt like delicious popsicles
H asty was the win, but I didn't know why
E ager I was observe where its flight would escort

W histles were heard from up high
" I missed you" were screamed 
N ow, I slowly landed on the ground I come from
D ashing through people to see my family once again


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Grandma Bunky

Grandma Bunky her hair so soft and white
Red lipstick that’s cheek staining
Attitude and spunk but you’d better watch your tongue
Not to much a TV watcher
Didn’t think much of the neighbor Mr. Botcher
Mom to three, I miss her grandma kiss
Atop her game – back when she was “Miss”

Being trapped, staring from her chair
Unruffled by the grandkids as there were three and always there
Not a day goes by I don’t think of her and me
Kind strokes as she would brush my hair
Yes I could eat a cookie and sit in her big girl chair


Contest Entry for "Memories of Grandma"


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In A Whisper

written by:Brandee Augustus

It was something I thought I would 
Never get over. I mean, think about it, how do you get over the pain from the words of
   someone you considered 

A friend, if not your best friend.

With it happening twenty-five years ago, it's a wonder why it plagued so
Heavy on my mind and waking thoughts.
It was just just four little words, "You're mom is ugly."
Seeing yourself in your
Precious mother's 
Eyes can make you believe that you are this distorted creature who could never be loved or 
  beautiful; however, I grew to learn that the 
Real "ugliness" was in the person that said the words and have learned to listen to a heavenly
  whisper that keeps my mind free!




written for the "Why oh Why" contest
sponsored by Constance~A Rambling Poet
originally written June 6, 2009


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My sis

Super humans don't exist, at least that's what I thought until I met an
Intelligent person in my classmate when we were just three.
Xerophyte describes our attitudes towards life. She so hot, she makes
Tabasco look like ice. But don't be fooled by her
Appearances, tick her off and you'll see my sis' fist in your face.

So trust me when I say you'll be famous
One day. No matter what they say
On the sky you'll shine brighter than any other star because my
Narcissuses are never wrong about life.

Must we have such talent that
Excludes us from our families?
Tao we try but never
Endure. We must choose our own path and
Obscure our past.
Rippled waves of thoughts run through my brain.


P.S. Sixta is my sis. We've known each other since pre-k and our birthdays aren't even a
month apart!


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The return

I return to birth place which I left in times of pain
I can smell the scents of soil stuck in roots so deep
All looks new to my vivid eyes trapped in the past
Today I shall see my carrier who is still standing
She is so fragile now but can cover long walks
I return with nothing on my hands not even a stain of dirt
My hands are so clean and soft that you can wipe your tongue
I am returning from where labour is only endure by the mind 
Mama I too wanted to come with something like my peers
But I return with nothing on my hands for now
The pain that I left you with still linger my empty dreams
Thou I am unlike the others what I bring to you is love
What I have is crafted in my mind and encrypt with codes 
But I have the key to open everything now
What I will open will change everything that seems blur
Today I return exhausted with guilt of not fulfilling your expectations
But I am glad that this world has kept space for both of us


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C.H.R.I.S.T.M.A.S

C.easless joy
H.onoring HIS birth
R.ayons everywhere
I.llimitable fun
S.acrosanet
T.actile lips
M.ichevious
A.cquainted laughter
S.erpentine lights


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A Child's Desire



PARENTING
We desire your prayer, a responsive heart and a gentle touch as Parent
We long after your attention, your affection and acceptance of our Attitude
We wish you accept our childlikeness and encourage us by Reciprocating
We need you to appreciate our looks and applaud our skills by Education
We want your time and your play time, a way of caring and Nurturing
We feel like holding you, loving you, trusting you and you Talking
We crave for your friendship as your presence is an Inspiration
We believe you will be there for us and help us identify our Needs
As we learn to love you and as you learn to trust us Genuinely

CHILDHOOD
Provide for him your compassionate heart and your Care
Give him a hand and a brighter tomorrow with Hope
Be interested in his intentions and seek his Interests
Teach him to love himself and respect others Love
Let him be diligent with his skills and talents as he Develops
Encourage him to believe in his hand work and be Humble
Allow him to strive for the best at every Opportunity
Help him to accept his person and assist him to be Original
Everything he perceive and sense let it be the basis of his Development

TEENAGER
Let him be taught and be trained to be Trustworthy
Let him have expectation and provide for him an Education
Let him be exposed to positive values within his Environment
Build him to become a teen in deed as he solves others Needs
Let him aspire and set goals and guide him to Achieve it
Become his friend since he need you as a Guardian angel
Let him experience your love like never before so that he will Express it
Let him know he have choice to everything and a Right to choose

ADOLESCENCE
There is a stage in human development termed Adolescence
The phase of life when teens make critical decision we call Destiny
A period of discovery and the realization of individual Originality
A time when teens should learn to listen and love Life
A season of acquiring social skills and of seeking knowledge and Education
An era of great creative opportunity and interpersonal and relational Synergy
An age of learning effective communication skill and acquiring an attitude of Care
An episode in human lifespan and a time of great enthusiasm and Exploration 
A period when teens learn how to be independent and responsible for their Needs
A time when teens remember God with their heart and follow their Conscience
A time teens sow and experience the manifestation of their great Expectation

A Child's Desire





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The Girl With No Name

November 26, 2009
She walks with her head down,
She wonders with no purpose,
She has a mother who forgets her,
She has a father who dosnt want her,
She has parents who cant handle her,
What is she to do with herself?
She has two sets of parents,
Neither seem to want her,
She has a big family but,
None have time for her,
She hides her tears,
She hides her pain,
She hides the abuse,
She blocks people out.
This is her legacy ,
This is her story,
This is her life,
This is the girl with no name.


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Friendship Lost

 T ogether
 W e were always stronger and the
 O nly two

 P eople in the world that knew how we felt 
 E very second of the day;
 A nd I have yet to find another friend I can 
 S hare all my 

 I nner thoughts with.
 N othing is worse than having to leave the 

 P eople you love behind
 O nly in your mind and heart
 D o they have the chance to live on and
"S pread" their wings.


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Double Trouble! ~ ( a shadow acrostic)


Terrible two? or Normal ToT?
Rolling jumper; bouncing; kickeR?
Over head in the tree; what will you be? A dynamO?
Under the bed? Behind the door? Where are yoU?
Behave! be sweet! Yes I'll give your back a ruB.
Little boys are rough and tenderly tough as welL.
Everyday; Every second; a new adventure in LovE!


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Swag (Bad)

Suffering for no reason
Wanting to give up
Always acting terribly in anger
Growing weaker.




wrote 6-3-10


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Suffer Little Children Come

H...He was laid in the new tomb

E...Every dream and plan shattered



A...Anguish was their experience

R...Remember what he did ...all

O...Of the miracles even

S...Suffered little children come

E...Eternally does the same


(Except that you become as little children you cannot enter into the kingdom)
(Free Verse)


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Sometimes

I feel like I just left past shadows runaway
Before I grow taller in more ways that my soul needs
I first saw the future's mirror and sweet dreams that still feeds
My wick heart on hope's table that sends me faraway...

It seems to me that rock called sun is alive
Bringing vibes for those poor people who always pray
Without knowing that a stupid wish worth a life
Who goes into a world of forgiveness and happiness, where every angel lays...

My conscience is bleeding and I hear the death's crazy lyrics
My life is a slide show now and my only friend is the misery
When I say faith I hope to see innocence's dynasty
The Christians say I need Jesus touch in my world's roots...

I make mistakes like everyone, but I don't wish perfection
I only need God's angel for protection and affection
Sometimes I miss childhood with his naivety
And regret I'm a beginner is this world full of insanity...


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FROM THE MISTS I CAME

Smile ,smile my seanie bonnie smile .

why must i smile ?, whilst i carry all these luggages to my soul

my soul , my poor soul !

with all the miserable happenings bringing intense suffering to my soul

why must i suffer ?

reconciliation mustn't be taken as a priority .

just because

the rivers ,the seas and the oceans are all full of nothing .

nothing but the blood ,the blood of innocent civilians

sons and daughters of Africa

our ancestors, who perished through slavery

and us the offspring still perishing in poverty

so why must i smile ?

i walked all the way from my poor past

and came all the way to my well equipped

i went deep down the mines ,in search for minerals

instead of my finding the gold ,the silver and the bronze

i met lions ,zebras ,kudus even lizards ,men !!!

instead of them devouring me , they said

" leave this poor african soul, he's looking for a better life

a life that will make him smile "

smile, smile my seanie bonnie smile !!!


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Alone








Ascending on my own
Lamenting positively while no one's around
Orbiting and subsiding
Negotiating with my imaginary ghosts
Eager to reach my goals


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living candle

                                                             Living candle 
What is a living candle . People thoughts that that the great man of the world is the living candle how gave lights and happiness to the world with his blood like mathma gandi  , neru and 
Bagant singh etc. but can we miss  some body the most important and valuable person in our life’s . who make our  life better and happy  with his blood and his life . think about it who is this person . 
            In my point of view we miss the main person in our life’s.  our mothers who always play a very big role in our life’s  . mothers always treat the children with his blood . we can say that the mother is the other name of living candle who burn herself and give the light of happiness .
          Is our mother refuse any thing or any work that we demand in our homes  or in our life’s . 
I always see my mother while she is  working and rest of his life she always think about success and a good life of his children’s  . I told you a very most important and a very bad moment in my life  . After my father death our fine national conduction of our family is not so good . In dinner and also breakfast  my mother took food in last .  but why. I tell you the reason of this 
She thinks that’s  firstly  her children’s fulfill his demand of food and after that my mother eats a very low amount of food and she told us that her stomach fain  during the large amount of  food  but that is not true I tell you truth it is not the pain of large amount it is pain of hunger . I see many times that my mother eat nothing . it is morality and love of mother for his children’s
So plz thanks your mother giving you  a very happy and good life .. 
                                                                                                                       WRITTEN BY :- TARUN DABAS
                                                                                                               EMAIL:-dabastarun2@gmail.com


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INNOCENCE GUN

In the days gone by,
None saw my track marks,
Nor my foot prints,
On the sand of life.
Curious to leave a mark,
Experience taught me the craft, but
No one accepted the change, that 
Curiosity has earned,
Even though, I proclaimed it
'Gone were the years of innocence
Unto which I was born into, and 
No more the childish silly smile'


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a friend

ay friend.. a true friend knows when there pal is down...
a true friend.. always make you smile 
a true friend says forget a inch i'm walking a mile.. 
a true  friend don't put you down,... 
a true friend.. ask and don't assume
a true friend is like spring.. can't wait to see you bloom... 
it's just us in this cold world.. peace becomes loves as love becomes peace..


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KIDS

K ids are the hope of the future 

I nfantile are their worlds 

D eep are their imaginations 

S ensitive are their souls


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Jump Rope (another acrostic)

Just so was the timing

Up she went and when

More steps became

Possible she moved out, and then

Returned in a flash

Open to the tempo

Pleased as her feet did fly

Easy doubledutch.


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Trinity

Trinity is our niece she is roughly 19 months-so cute and precious!

True heart, temper
Real blonde curls, rare beauty
Infinite spirit, gift of God
New life, renewed
Is a joy to our family
Tiny little hands, hold big dreams
Youth is on your side


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Abigail

Abigail forgive me
Breaking your heart in the invisible day
Itinerant always ... pushed by history
Gently breaking bonds in brimmed dismay.
Angel of my better memories
Incessant friend ... from a small flower grown
Love blooms again where understanding is sown.


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FATE

Forever is what will happen
At times ridiculous, and others tragic
Taking a step closer to it everyday 
Egregious sometimes too


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living candle

                                                             Living candle 
What is a living candle . People thoughts that that the great man of the world is the living candle how gave lights and happiness to the world with his blood like mathma gandi  , neru and 
Bagant singh etc. but can we miss  some body the most important and valuable person in our life’s . who make our  life better and happy  with his blood and his life . think about it who is this person . 
            In my point of view we miss the main person in our life’s.  our mothers who always play a very big role in our life’s  . mothers always treat the children with his blood . we can say that the mother is the other name of living candle who burn herself and give the light of happiness .
          Is our mother refuse any thing or any work that we demand in our homes  or in our life’s . 
I always see my mother while she is  working and rest of his life she always think about success and a good life of his children’s  . I told you a very most important and a very bad moment in my life  . After my father death our fine national conduction of our family is not so good . In dinner and also breakfast  my mother took food in last .  but why. I tell you the reason of this 
She thinks that’s  firstly  her children’s fulfill his demand of food and after that my mother eats a very low amount of food and she told us that her stomach fain  during the large amount of  food  but that is not true I tell you truth it is not the pain of large amount it is pain of hunger . I see many times that my mother eat nothing . it is morality and love of mother for his children’s
So plz thanks your mother giving you  a very happy and good life .. 
                                                                                                                       WRITTEN BY :- TARUN DABAS
                                                                                                               EMAIL:-dabastarun2@gmail.com


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I Love Lucy

I loved to watch her as a child

Laughing at her antics and cooing at her wilds
Over the top trouble and silly jokes played
Viewing every show I could, before my parents waned
Every Thursday night (I think) I'd called it Lucy Day!

Lounging on my bed and letting my head watch this parade
Ultra color, or black and white, to me it didn't matter
Cause that silly red head eating all the chocolate, was always on my platter
You try saying vita-vite-vegamin, without getting drunk!


I missed the shows I watched when I was little
Those actors where way before may birth
but I enjoyed her friend and funny neighbors Fred and Ethel Merts
But let's not forget Ricky, the Cuban mamba king
But It was always funny when he yelled: LUCY!!!!!!!!
...O RICKY! She didn't mean thing!


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devils eyes

Can you remember the first kiss
That stole your heart with a twist 
Can you remember our hopes and dreams
I never dreamed it would end like this

The devils heart is unspoken words
How her evil has in golfed my world
Hacking away replacing love with fear
Taking away our first kiss replaced by tears  

Fiery pits, flames on high 
Red as rubies, like the devils eyes
Rocks and larva ,symbols of life
Bow down never, ill not die


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living candle

                                                             Living candle 
What is a living candle . People thoughts that that the great man of the world is the living candle how gave lights and happiness to the world with his blood like mathma gandi  , neru and 
Bagant singh etc. but can we miss  some body the most important and valuable person in our life’s . who make our  life better and happy  with his blood and his life . think about it who is this person . 
            In my point of view we miss the main person in our life’s.  our mothers who always play a very big role in our life’s  . mothers always treat the children with his blood . we can say that the mother is the other name of living candle who burn herself and give the light of happiness .
          Is our mother refuse any thing or any work that we demand in our homes  or in our life’s . 
I always see my mother while she is  working and rest of his life she always think about success and a good life of his children’s  . I told you a very most important and a very bad moment in my life  . After my father death our fine national conduction of our family is not so good . In dinner and also breakfast  my mother took food in last .  but why. I tell you the reason of this 
She thinks that’s  firstly  her children’s fulfill his demand of food and after that my mother eats a very low amount of food and she told us that her stomach fain  during the large amount of  food  but that is not true I tell you truth it is not the pain of large amount it is pain of hunger . I see many times that my mother eat nothing . it is morality and love of mother for his children’s
So plz thanks your mother giving you  a very happy and good life .. 
                                                                                                                       WRITTEN BY :- TARUN DABAS
                                                                                                               EMAIL:-dabastarun2@gmail.com


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Recess

Really
Ecstatic
Children
Excitedly
Shout
"Sweetness!!!"


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GETTING CLOSER

Getting closer to where life ends 
Enlightened by faith that defeated fears
Totally surrendered to eternity 
Thinking of what awaits me
Instead of fearing dreary darkness
None was done without a purpose
Going to great lengths was my desire 
Caring was even more profound than feelings
Love changed bitter anger into radiant joy
Over the twinkling silvery constellations
Someone smiles showing me my reward
Entering this gate made of pure gold 
Reminds this stupefied heart a vision seen in dreams 


Written by Andrew Crisci
for Constance La France contest, 
" Write It Deep And Dramatic, Please "
9/6/2011


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Cat Nap

Crawling, furry pet 
Aggressive, yet so lovable
Trying to get any sign of attention and winning it 

No worries planted in their feeble brains 
Attractive and a clever animal
Pleasurable extra family member, always keeping me busy!


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AUDREY

Always wrapped in my arms

    With hugs that just come naturally


Unique in  your very own special way
 
    With that spectacular flair


Delightful dazzling dances, and to be so daring    

    With those acrobatic stunts


Really silly laughter of giggles

    That are a constant flow of joy


Everyday the love that you bring into my life

    Will last forever....because


You are "My Little Sunshine" !


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AMELIA

As the sun shines so brightly

    I am always playing cheerfully,


Makes me realize that I have grown

    Into an energetic personality that I can call my own,


Excited about being close to Mommy and Daddy because they're so special...

    Playing with my sister, and even, looking for a seashell,


Listening to my heart and my soul
    
    When expressing my feelings in art or whatever I do,


I live in  a world of happiness and joy,

    Of confidence and determination....that special glow,


Always surrounded by the love

    That I have come to know.


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Oreo Cookie

Once again, I ate more then one.
Returning to the stack such fun,
Examining the richness complete,
One cookie not left to eat.

Culinary flavor in every bite,
Original taste that satisfies right,
One dip in milk, rich to the core,
Keeping the history, craving more,
I am always filled with delight.
Extraordinary savor just right.


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Spring

Soon everything will be growing.
Plants will be in bloom.
Rains will come down,
In April to bring May the, 
Nice looking flowers and,
Girls and boys will be out of school soon.


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Camping Family Style!


Cot's for each of us
Army style
Made up
Perfectly
Inside of a
Neatly set up
Great big green and white


Tent.
Home to all 10 of us. For the weekend.
Everybody in one tent. Sleeping, Laughing.


Breakfast, eggs and grits on paper plates.
Lunch, cooked on the grill. Mama's Potato salad.
Always people to meet. Most to never see again.
Camping.. I am talking about Camping.. 
Kids tuckered out and ready for bed before Dark.
Soft. Soothing voices you hear from nearby.


Friends made and enjoyed for a few days.
Always something new to discover.
Mary even danced once in the pavilion.
I wanted to dance too but no body asked me.
Later I did win at Bingo though. Reuben won too.
Yes.. we did all those things deep in the woods. Down a long dirt road.
while we were camping!


Swimming in the lake.
Taking walks around the park. Clay roads. Dark.
Yet exciting to walk around at night. All together.
Listening; Laughing; Loving
Each other for wonderful camping weekends!
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"BERNADETTE"

Bewildered with beauty and grace
Evaluating my own self's worth
Reminiscing of my times of sorrow and happiness
Neatly packaged with a delicate label of feeling
Acceptance of my failures and achieving my goals
Devoted to motherhood and correcting my flaws
Excited of the little things in life that bring so much warmth and joy
Thoughtfulness towards others and understanding to the fullest
Tenderness with love and caring and a gentle touch
Enlightened by my mother's words of wisdom and undying love


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"TRANQUIL"


Totally peaceful~ a picnic in the park.
Restful~  relaxing~ fishing~ riverside.
Amazing~ building castles~ at oceans edge.
No strife ~ no stress~ cloud watching.
Quiet and calming~ a  misty midnight walk.
Untroubled ~ unusual~ under the moss draped oaks.
Idyllic ~ impressive~ stars on a black velvet sky.
Longed for~ nature's music~ lovers hand in hand.


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Puberty

Public opinions that
Undermine the ground on which we walk
Bedeviled only be enticing jeers
Emotions that are vexing are laid-out with a cuss
Ranting &  raving "The world is out to get us!"
Taking in sustenance over parental spiels
You've not forgotten how it feels?


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Brother's Refreshing Run!


~"Run run as fast as you can."
~"Everybody knows you can't outrun Jimmy!"
~"Under the house! Quick! he won't follow you under there!"
~~BAM! "Reuben ~ duck! You can't just run up under the house!"
~"Eventually he will give up and go away. Then you come out!"
~"Now Reuben! Come out Now.. But run for the house!"


~"Curve and weave and he'll miss But don't you stop."


~"Bet ya money he could lasso a bull."
~"Lot's of practice make a bad boy good at what he does."
~"Actually he ain't all bad. He gave me some of his candy once."
~"Candy he dropped in the dirt I betcha! Or worse."
~"Keep your eyes open. He ain't gone far! Run! Run! here he comes again!"


~"Just let me lasso you one more time and I'll quit!"
~"Ah shucks! I didn't hurt ya! why ya wanna cry for?"
~"Mama better not hear about this!"
~"Ever think you might grow up to be a Bull? You need practice!
~"Someday when yall grown and learn about recreation ya gonna thank me!"

~"Everybody knows recreation is good for ya! Even a dummy knows that.

~"Babies cry and girls. Patsy's crying cause she's an old ugly girl."
~"Let her cry by herself.. Hush that up! Ya better RUN!
~"Alright, I won't rope yall no more today. Just one last time!"
~"Come on, eat this candy; It taste like dirt; But you will like it."
~"Keep yall refreshed is all I'm trying to do.. It's just recreation..It's good for yall. 




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AMI

How do I teach one who has fallen
Im a liyer to my self
and to my calling
Never anyone who loves
The music is over 
Being  wrong all the time never changes
helping only to watch fall
Old and ugly
with no more storys to tell
I never got it right
god help me this will be the last night

Time is my end
sadnees my only friend
the taste of none
Burning as the gods smile
As I never will know my true son

I should have found her


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About Me

Try my hardest not to give up in the middle of things I've already started
Involved in many things through school
Friendly with most people until they make me mad
Freighted by the thought of growing up
Almost a Valentine's Day baby
Nearly done with my childhood 
Young compared to most of my class

Pressured by family to work hard at all the things I do
Educated compared to a lot of my family
Tough to win an argument against
Typical high school procrastinator
Youth full of love, passion, frustration, and confusion


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Father

Fat cat with the paunch in his belly
Always eating the jam and grape jelly
Talks with a soft voice when sleepy
Hates back yard critters that’s creepy 
Elevates his family with much love
Reveals his heart with a soft touch