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By Any Other Name

If love could have a color, I suppose
it wouldn’t be just any common shade.
I’d name it for the colors of the rose.
In heaven’s hues this flower is arrayed!

From chaste love’s hush of pink to heady rush
that’s shown by cardinal or crimson red,
the rose reveals the grades of ardor’s blush
unto the time it’s thought that passion’s fled.

But in the tint of amaranth, the fire
endures; in purple deep it can transcend,
while yellow blooms in bliss that does not tire,
and white’s fidelity will have no end.

Though black the bud, a red will grow thereof.
By any other name, the rose is love.

For the ROSES ROSES ROSES Poetry Contest of Mystic Rose

For PD's any rose will do. ....... (poems of roses contest) old only.... Poetry Contest

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich

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Sweet Pleasure

Sweet wreath from the sky
Too soon did our paths part
How I often wondered why
Ever were you near my heart

Your scent is ever calming
But your flowers excite my core
Passing these days longing
Wanting, desiring you even more

Your beauty now shines bright
In a once cold darkening place
Giving a familiar warming light
To this dull disappearing space

Your reappearance captures heart and mind
Now will we go forward or remain left behind

Copyright © wayland bunch

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Happy Anniversary!

The anniversary of your treason
Disturbs the air—again! Like every year
Floating, whispering, the one real reason
You left me; the name never leaves my ear.
“Him!” a name I can’t even speak, wouldn’t dare.
For it would cause chaos and confusion  
Too daunting, distances too far to bear, 
Can’t even comprehend that illusion.
You left me here to sit—sick! And the thought
Of you and him in that beautiful embrace…
It’s a damn shame what you did! I OUGHTA!!!!!
Just, calm down—please! Dear Lord, please give me grace.
	The love you gave—your perfect portrayal,
	The love you took—your perfect betrayal.

Submitted for Olusegun Adelana's "Betrayal" contest

Copyright © Mike Butler

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A Sonnet In Your Name

A poem for your sake is nothing of praise
I bid to express what is felt at ease
For this;my only medium out of ways
For speaking fades but writng never cease
Thou art Queen of which city? Or from what home?
For beauty knows your name,ugliness hates
Can't tell your beauty,tell are you from Rome?
For my soul desires you,be mine oh sweet!
Can i compare thee to sun by daylight?
Or can i replicate you to a star?
Oh pulchritude i'll love to hold you tight
Eternity too short,our closeness far
For i want something closer than closeness
I desire you dearly!Oh loveliness.

Copyright © Wright Bankole

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Generation XXX

Generation XXX
(Another Name for Gen Y(My Generation)

Beer goggles and Whiskey Rivers,
Pain numbing remedies that exude depression,
Marijuana oxygen and pain killer shivers,
Innocent faces with devilish expression,
Blood red eyes with cocaine explanations,
White lies, cooked up in haste, 
For the aforementioned, sell your feelings for a taste!

Young lady, young lady, impossible to find,
What has become of “Daddy’s Little Girl?”
Grew up as billboard, all body and no mind,
Succumbed to degradation just to fit in this world,
Princess? No More!
With bitter wounds and sans support,
Responds to “bxxch” labeled as “whore”
Sex for poison and sex for sport!

Young man, young man, could you bear to walk alone?
With choreographed legs and clay molded spine?
Quoting the majority, speaking with your friends’ tone,
Holding onto shirttails while blindly disregarding lines,
Unprotected sex just to help you feel alive,
Forced to buy diapers with the pennies you have earned,
From one into intoxicated night you did not want to be deprived,
Came a baby by a girl whose name you had to learn!

Young lady, Young man, both working like a slave,
To provide for a family that neither wished to know,
They scream as their dreams get sealed within a grave,
Essential sacrifices because the baby has to grow,
A self-destructive generation, corrupted and vexed,
Generation Y, is Generation XXX

Copyright © Audonus Taylor

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Forget me, you, where upon your name shall shine,

Forget me, you; where upon your name shall shine,
Where, therein your heart shall not ever repent,
For by then, I will be gone without a sign
And our love with its flowers shall far be sent,
And thus my part, a lover, done and proven,
For this ain't my love that don't care your future,
But the truth that I will burn in an oven,
Tolerating my broken heart in suture,
Escorting pain along with me to the sea,
To the depths where your eyes and heart shall not reach,
If once you see my son, call him for a tea,
For I shall sing him our love and its songs each,
For now this is all I say when you marry,
That my distance is my love that I carry. 

Copyright © Anees Rahman

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Pain like a name

Like a name we all bare
A constant friend our hearts regret
He is a giant we seldom win, unfair,
A grief producing machine, each man gets

A friend making everyday things
Our craving miracles, and each peculiar name
Our life's lessons, that kings
travel afar to obliterate these silent shame

But man must not learn the hard way
Nor should joy be a seldom victory of pain
Or all essence he throws away
Then order lost it's again

If the rich do cry, and the poor 
Still survives, this world man must endure

Copyright © Ingibo Benson

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No Name

You, the love of my heart, beauty is exactly what you define –
You are the rose of the valleys that possesses a scent so divine;
And your eyes so tender, far more like the moon glistering bright,
So is your love unto me, not half so comparable at day or at night.
Your lips, O my darling, as the stars across the clouds, beautiful 
Than the lips of those whose hobbies are to tell lies so awful –
And your smile is kind, as though all joys were vested in you;
And your touch is sweet, when I lie in your arms fearing dew. 
And your voice is liquid, could hardly breathe when I heard you sing,
And your kiss, and O, the velvet of your skin! what a gentle thing –
Like the softest sand of the deeper sea, stimulates shipment of sentiments,
With a plethora of love, and dignity I must say ‘My poem, –this is how it ends!’
But beshrew me, I never wish to lo and behold my soul dissever from yours,
And awake at midnight, and say: ‘The love is over and gone, or perhaps even worse!’

Copyright © Choene Alley Semenya

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Fancy's Name

Beneath a canopy, Pink laid her head on cushions satin soft adorned with lace, envisioning the prince she'd one day wed, the worship in his eyes as face to face, they'd make their vows; he'd whisk his bride away. . . As Pink lay dreaming, Purple brought her quill (with musings and with words she likes to play), and sat all night concocting scenes until the details of Pink's wedding fantasy emerged as something more from Purple's view. Romance she'd styled into her poetry distinctive in its feminine soft hue. What loveliness from Pink and Purple came- A poem of Fancy. . . Lavender's her name! For the All Colors Are In (old/new) any poem on colors Poetry Contest of Skat *Lavender is my favorite color. A mix of pink
and purple, I think it's the prettiest of the colors!

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich

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SPILLINGWILLIE: Two heads indeed better than one

I flipped through the pages of my brain
Hoping the words would spill out from the notes.
Although I didn’t know the letters to play
But once it pops up, I would surely know.

Ideas started dropping in dribs and drabs
But none could wet the ground of my desire.
Its sound I should know with a few playbacks.
 All I heard shocked me, till I was tired

So I sought an extra head which I found
Full and small hence so light for my neck
Ideas now flowed ceaselessly as we ploughed
We came so close but could not get there yet

Finally out the blue now appeared
Spillingwillie, the name my blog now bears


A poem dedicated to my friend Onuh Dorcas without whom the name wouldn’t exist.. Hope you love it

Copyright © Okunsebor Williams

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Count thy Blessings

Count thy Blessings

Count thy blessings, name them one by one
Compose thyself as pythons do on their preys
Ignite thy spirit to the rising sun
Rejoice with thy hands for points of thy being.

Compose thy songs with a theme of pure praise
Shout a Holy name thee deemed worthwhile
Wine and dine in the hollow of thy soul-
A resourceful asset for impulses,

For pints of freedom worth warm worthy toast
And radiant of clustered wings like birds.
If by chance thee spot ways to noble course
Count it to thy pride by abstracting lines.

Behold how cute to have survived the game
Count thy blessings aloud one by one.




Copyright © Abdulhafeez Oyewole

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names

the truth is in the rhyme
of sticks and stones and
things are said all the time
that bleed us 'cause we let 'em

the truth is, that the truth hurts
yet we suffer too, the lie
spoken words thoughtlessly blurted
mistold, mistaken, or misapplied

so what adage do we use to heal
pride bruised from hurtful taunt
good self-esteem and spirit reveal
a self-worth free from want 

bones to pick, and stones to toss
won't allow regard to get across

© Goode Guy 2012-12-07

Copyright © Goode Guy

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ABOUT ALLAH AND GOD

Poems about Allah
In The Name Of Allah
I seek Allah’s protection
Praise be to Allah
The lord of the world
The beneficent, the merciful.
The master of the Day of Judgment,
You do we worship and thine aid we seek,
Guide us to the straight path.
The path of those you have favored,
And not of those against whom you are wrathful,
Nor of those who have gone astray.
His relation with creatures
Many of his creatures are creative.

Known and unknown of varies
In different continent and undiscovered continent
Praise be to thee, thy Lord
Special of his creatures on earth
Man feeling healthy and happy all time 
Praise be to thee, thy Lord
Special creatures with special talents
Creating and inventing new things
Praise be to thee, thy Lord
Was saying in cradle
 I dear not worship thee and dear not,
I dear not satisfy thee and I also dear not
Bunch of lies at a stage. 
Praise be to thee, thy Lord.

Creator looked and warned
Special creatures then shivered,
Echo of shouting and screaming
Then forgiveness was given
Praise be to thee, thy Lord
Creature said, Marvelous, thy Lord is Perfect
And all praises and worship are due to him.

Praises
There is no god but He, the living,
The everlasting, slumber touches Him not, nor sleep.
To him belongs all that is in the heavens and on
The earth. Who is there to intercede with Him,
Save by his permission. He knows that before and after them,
And they comprehend nothing of His knowledge,

Save by such as he wishes.
His throne comprises the heavens and the earth.
The preserving of them oppresses Him not.
He is the Most High, the supreme (in glory)
Let there be no compulsion in religion:
Truth stands out clear from error:
Whoever rejects evil and believes in Allah has
Gasped the most trustworthy handhold, that
Never breaks. And Allah heareth and knoweth all things.
Allah is the protector of those who have faith: 
From the depths of darkness He will lead them forth into light.
Of those who reject faith the patrons are the evil ones:
From light they will lead them forth into depths of darkness. 

They will be companions of the fire to dwell therein (forever).
All praise is due to Him, who has bestowed upon me, 
Behold, my Sustainer hears indeed all prayer.
Your Duties to Him 
My passionate to him is to worship him
There is no partner or a competitor
I feel my life is to him
My life feels I should be to him, the able
Worship and gives him all he is due to:
And praises his name all the time
Mighty in all his names:
He the beneficent, pray

Copyright © alameen abdulrazaq

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Understanding Poets

I could say the name of one.
I could say the name of two.
But in the name of being fair.
Singleling out simply won't do.

I can say this, that I've been graced.
When one's away, one takes their place.
I've come to have respect for both.
But this club don't require an oath.

I'm not too concerned with contest rules.
It's not that I think they're for fools.
But when restrictions bind what ties.
I have to think they're not so wise.

The bottom line for me is this.
If no one commented, I'd surely miss.


I've written this for the kindness of all poets. While a site like this should inspire one to elevate their craft. It's just very nice to have a place where we can share. Kind of like Norm when he walks into Cheers. Where everybody knows your name.

Copyright © robert johnson

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A noise by any other name is just as loud

Today's so-called music is nothing more
Than repetitious, raucous rot performed
By untalented, unaccomplished bores.
Their cacophony is worthy of scorn.
Instead they are held in admiration
By tin ears insensitive to sound.
Instruments amplify modulation
Or it might be the other way around.
Nevertheless, its purpose is to drown
Out feigned singers who couldn’t hold a tune
In a shower lest risking being found
Out. The day will finally come, and soon
I hope when these hucksters who can annoy
Are replaced with music all can enjoy.

Copyright © Albert Ahearn

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Gone Too Far

That’s not my elephant, officer, though she is pink.
She is right in front of your vehicle sir, I think.
Not too big, but not too small, her name is Ella.
I would say she likes to carry her pink umbrella.
I bet those second graders can see her just fine.
Yes, officer, I bet that they never drank any wine.
So to say, she is not there, will start some fights.
So remember that my faith is in the bill of rights.
She dances so fine around, around over the lot.
Upon tips of her toes, she cannot smoke pot.
However, she can eat spaghetti, with meatballs hot,
She loves to slurp, and swing the noodles in trot.
Don’t you see her now, over on top of that car?
Well, sir, you’re under arrest, you’ve gone too far.



Written for

Sponsor Matt Caliri 
Contest Name That's Not My Elephant 

Copyright © cecil hickman

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ABOUT ALLAH AND GOD

Poems about Allah
In The Name Of Allah
I seek Allah’s protection
Praise be to Allah
The lord of the world
The beneficent, the merciful.
The master of the Day of Judgment,
You do we worship and thine aid we seek,
Guide us to the straight path.
The path of those you have favored,
And not of those against whom you are wrathful,
Nor of those who have gone astray.
His relation with creatures
Many of his creatures are creative.

Known and unknown of varies
In different continent and undiscovered continent
Praise be to thee, thy Lord
Special of his creatures on earth
Man feeling healthy and happy all time 
Praise be to thee, thy Lord
Special creatures with special talents
Creating and inventing new things
Praise be to thee, thy Lord
Was saying in cradle
 I dear not worship thee and dear not,
I dear not satisfy thee and I also dear not
Bunch of lies at a stage. 
Praise be to thee, thy Lord.

Creator looked and warned
Special creatures then shivered,
Echo of shouting and screaming
Then forgiveness was given
Praise be to thee, thy Lord
Creature said, Marvelous, thy Lord is Perfect
And all praises and worship are due to him.

Praises
There is no god but He, the living,
The everlasting, slumber touches Him not, nor sleep.
To him belongs all that is in the heavens and on
The earth. Who is there to intercede with Him,
Save by his permission. He knows that before and after them,
And they comprehend nothing of His knowledge,

Save by such as he wishes.
His throne comprises the heavens and the earth.
The preserving of them oppresses Him not.
He is the Most High, the supreme (in glory)
Let there be no compulsion in religion:
Truth stands out clear from error:
Whoever rejects evil and believes in Allah has
Gasped the most trustworthy handhold, that
Never breaks. And Allah heareth and knoweth all things.
Allah is the protector of those who have faith: 
From the depths of darkness He will lead them forth into light.
Of those who reject faith the patrons are the evil ones:
From light they will lead them forth into depths of darkness. 

They will be companions of the fire to dwell therein (forever).
All praise is due to Him, who has bestowed upon me, 
Behold, my Sustainer hears indeed all prayer.
Your Duties to Him 
My passionate to him is to worship him
There is no partner or a competitor
I feel my life is to him
My life feels I should be to him, the able
Worship and gives him all he is due to:
And praises his name all the time
Mighty in all his names:
He the beneficent, pray

Copyright © alameen abdulrazaq

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Sarah Kendricks

Sarah a name that means a princess in noble birth,
Along with biblical experiences of religious worth,
Reading her work one can tell of her tenderness.
A real poetess that has such natural cleverness,
Here and now I dedicate this for her gentleness.

Kindness she has shared with all so generous.
Each word I write without ever meeting her.
Never speaking to her, I know many concur.
Dedicating a sonnet is more then she expects.
Reality is, this will never show what she reflects.
I saw her sonnet was waiting to be written true.
Carefully I read her words, to get honest clue.
Kindness, blessed imagination her poetry thru,
Sincerely, I hope she enjoys this poetry I do.


written for
Sponsor Brian Strand 
Contest Name 1-14 any theme /form max 14 LINES  


Dedicated to Sara Kendrick

sorry somehow my writing software changed your name and I did not notice until after I wrote it in an Acrostic Sonnet poem as well....

Copyright © cecil hickman

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a guy i like

hey his name is Brad
just another name in the fad
his looks could charm
and boy can he farm
he rode up on a bike
along side his friend Mike
one look at him
i think i just lost a limb

he smiled at me
and i'll be
i just stook there
frozen like a grizzly bear
his deep blue eyes pull
oh they pull heart like riding a bull

Copyright © karen croft

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the boy i met

hey his name is Brad
just another name in the fad
his looks could charm
and boy can he farm

he rode up on a bike
along side his friend Mike
one look at him
i think i just lost a limb

he smiled at me
and i'll be
i just stood there
frozen like a grizzly bear

his deep blue eyes pull
oh they pulled my heart like steering his bull

karen croft

Copyright © karen croft

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Forget My Name

I felt the symptoms starting
There was nothing I could do
Other than up my dosage some
Instead of ingesting one, taking two

That didn’t seem to matter
I felt the rage beginning to mount
The irritating aura surrounding me
My control I must take into account

Raged and manically inhabited 
Trying feverishly to maintain control
I lost it as fast as I wished it
Anger completely solely on patrol

Crying isn’t going to help me
Nor are my silent pleas out of mouth
Severe repercussions of my actions
Regret and sorrow leading me south

As far south as my feet can take me
Escaping this cruel mental shame
Leading me to another side of darkness
A place where no one will remember my name

© Stacy Lynn Stiles

Copyright © Stacy Stiles