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Beauty Can't Compete



When the last rays of sunlight start to die scarlet flames burn the sky, as clouds ignite. And while the birds roost, bats begin to fly hunting down elusive moths in mid-flight. Luna hangs high in an ebony sky spinning dreams into beams of golden light. And twinkling stars, like fireflies in the night confetti the heavens, dazzling the eye. Like gold filigree pinned to the darkness swirling galaxies adorn the skies above as shooting stars unzip the black of space. Yet, Man stands unabashed in His starkness, for cosmic beauty can't compete with love an emotion intrinsic to our race. (Italian Sonnet) Aug 7, 2018


Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2018


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What Is Stopping You

What is holding you back?
What is stopping you?
What is making you uncomfortable 
about asking?
about wanting?
about dreaming?
about wishing?
about expecting?
about planning?
about setting new goals?
about learning new things?
about figuring out other ways?
about being your most excited self?
about opening yourself up to new opportunities?
New  possibilities? New people? New places? A new job?
Or is it a who?


Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2018


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Suicide and scars

Looking high up in the sky 
I stand still in my balcony 
Thinking and about to cry 
Filthy thoughts are all that fathom me 

I am getting high with the air 
Thinking of the darkness 
And giving the stars a blank stare 
Shouting out my mess 

And oh! I feel lucky railings are covered 
I would have slipped 
Bleeding yet undiscovered 
And firmly gripped 

My darkness would hold me 
I knew for sure 
Coz what lies inside me 
Doesn't have a cure 

And oh I could finally sleep 
Without the worry of waking up 
Maybe some would weep 
Thinking its my windup 

I wish I come back someday 
When you stand in your balcony 
You think of me as you may 
And maybe then you'd be able to see

A world I have left behind 
My footsteps above the stars 
And deep inside your mind 
You'd know the meaning of my scars 
You'd know the meaning of my scars


Copyright © Bhoomi Sogani | Year Posted 2018


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What If

What if the world wasn't ours
What if we saw everyone's scars
What if we saw all the secrets they hide
Behind all of their carefully thought out lies
What if we saw the flaws they try so hard to keep inside
After that what would we decided
Would we conceal the truth we now hold
Or would we take a risk and choose to be bold
Would we judge for who they are
Or would we treat them like a star 
If we saw behind their wall
We would all surely fall 
If we saw what they always thought
We would see how their life is in a knot
What if we finally saw that the world doesn't revolve around us
Or would that just cause a huge never ending fuss
What if the world wasn’t ours 
Just think... what if we saw everyone’s scars


Copyright © Autumn Paul | Year Posted 2018


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Pretend

When you said you believed me 
I laughed 
I laughed how you easily believed 
In the things I pretend 
How you never knew the things I hid 
Behind the smile I wore 
You believed in the way I always seemed to be happy 
You believed how my silence was a mere silence and not words I always wanted to speak 
You believed in those silly smilies I sent you the time my tears didn’t know how to stop 
You believed when I said the reason behind this scar is a door or my bed 
You believed when I said my head was aching 
You always believed me and that is where the problem lies 
You see how easily you believed the things I pretend to be 
And even after knowing me so well 
You don’t really know who I really am 
Behind everything I pretend 
Behind everything I wish you never believed


Copyright © Bhoomi Sogani | Year Posted 2018


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Lies


Everyone seems to lie today, 
Their empty words are made of clay.
They mold their oily words to please, 
to make us kneel and feel at ease.  

We sometimes lie because of fear,
we know the lies but we adhere,
and wear our lies like masks all day;
and smile to keep ourselves at bay. 

Lies have many, many faces,
but they cover all their bases.
We're rabbits hiding in a hole,
forgetting that we have a soul.

Who can separate truth from lies?
and why do we all compromise? 
Lies coil around our thoughts today,
like serpents keeping truth at bay.

Written for contest, "LIES"


Copyright © ARBOL VERDE | Year Posted 2018


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Dance To Her Tune



I don’t see the sun shine much any more its diminished light’s all but gone away. For charcoal clouds bring Autumn rains...that pour and send all the children inside to play. Fall’s pretentious colors fast fade from sight until nothing remains, their beauty brief. And as days relinquish their length to night the trees stand naked, not a single leaf. All of the wild geese have migrated south along with most of our precious song birds. And lately I've been told by word of mouth the same thing's happened to the reindeer herds. These signs foretell Winter will arrive soon and we'll have to learn to dance to her tune. (Sonnet) Aug. 3, 2018


Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2018


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Definably Fall



When Summer pants in the hot humid air sweat drops morph into dewdrops as night cools. The smiles sunshine shaped, are no longer there for all the kids have gone back to their schools, leaving sandcastles and abandoned pools. Green leaves are preparing to leave the scene changing color as they begin to die. And cottage doors no longer need a screen there’s no mosquito, not even a fly, for the sun's sitting lower in the sky. Sunlight paints the leaves with brushes of fire and moonbeams gild cerise edges in gold. For nature's an artist to admire Her fall pallet’s dramatically bold and each day’s a masterpiece to behold. Gusts of wind rattle the bare bones of twigs and a forest of skeletons quiver. A squirrel stashes nuts in holes it digs fearing the worst Winter will deliver, and it's cold enough to make me shiver. I inhale a breath of air, crisp and cool with a spice scent that's definably fall, a fragrant thread pulled from memory's spool. Soon it'll be time for Jack frost to scrawl, welcoming Winter in Her snow-white shawl. (English Quintain) Aug. 26, 2018 bring on fall Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Francine Roberts


Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2018


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Two Nice Days In A Row



Just yesterday winter made the front page yet, today everyone’s talking of spring. And of sensations only spring can bring like warm breezes that disarm winter's rage. Yet, like the musings of a wizened sage the doldrums of winter manage to cling. And the robin redbreast must wait to sing for glorious spring has not come of age. Today it’s cloudy and about to snow temperature’s falling below zero. And a sulking sun refuses to show forcing all early hopes to swiftly go. And although it fled, spring's still my hero we've at least had two nice days...in a row. (Italian Sonnet) Aug.24, 2018


Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2018


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Scarlet Shroud


You grieve for Autumn when colored leaves die emotional tears almost make you cry. For fall feels like a hole with no bottom when colored leaves die, you grieve for Autumn. Autumn drapes the land with a scarlet shroud upon seeing its own death Summer cowed. And acquiescing to Winter's command with a scarlet shroud, Autumn drapes the land. You feel the cold creeping into your bones as the wind moans with ghostly overtones. And deadening the smell of Autumn mold creeping into your bones, you feel the cold. When Winter arrives, snow softens the stage for a testy Lady not one of rage. And to ensure us that nature survives snow softens the stage when Winter arrives. (Swap Quatrain) Nov. 12, 2018


Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2018


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Jagged Eyes



Stealing light day had won gray clouds evoke despair choking a waning sun. And dullness dims the air as flower petals close like the sun wasn’t there. And brindled bruised splotches dapple diminished blues with dark purple blotches. Flashing within the gloom lightning intensifies with a thunderous boom. Electrified claws scratch at the air, as its jagged eyes search for drops to snatch. Yet, it strikes out in vain for its talons of flame can’t grasp the drops of rain. (Rhyme) Aug. 11, 2018


Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2018


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Keep Right on Writing

1   Would you say that you’d like to write better?
2   Keep writing whether book or love letter.
3   Great writers don’t quit, they write quite a lot.
4   If tempted to stop they simply did not
5   The best of the best, I’d even dare say,
6   Wrote not a few that they just threw away.
7   When eyes of blank pages stare up at you
8   “Quitting makes perfect,” has never been true-
9   ly the more that you practice you’ll find
10 forsooth erelong you shall broaden your mind.
11 The pen is a sword of limitless might;
12 If something is wrong, words can make it write.
13 Words are like arrows that target the soul.
14 They twang, zip, then thump when shot with control;
15 Untrained words injure and never strike true.
16 So religiously write, routinely review
17 For words are the lamp, through darkness lighting.
18 So always, forever just keep right on writing.

8.28.18
Contest: A Litany of Poetic Devices
Sponsors Line Gauthier
Literary Devices by line:
1.  rhetorical question
2.  internal rhyme
3. consonance (t)
4. inversion
5. parallelism (and superlative)
6. litote
7. personification
8. antithesis
9. enjambment
10. archaism
11. metonymy and metaphor
12. pun (homonym)
13. simile 
14. onomatopoeia 
15. dissonance (via harsh consonants and uneven vowels)
16. alliteration
17. hyperbaton and metaphor 
18. pleonasm


Copyright © Jesse Rowe | Year Posted 2018


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You are more than what eyes can see

You are not what they think of you,
Your heart doesn't change when your hair gets hue.

You are not the fashion trend you follow,
You are above perceptions which are hollow.

Your bright lipstick is just an accessory,
It shouldn't change due to sarcasm or decree.

Your tone shouldn't overrule your statement,
Your no is denial and your yes is the agreement.

Your smile is mere happiness, not a proposal,
Your stands in an argument are views, they don't make you unfilial.

Your body is a sheath for your soul,
You must never accept judgements for a part or the whole.

For, you are precious and a blessing on the earth,
Nobody can do your job and can ever fill your dearth.


Copyright © Deepika Srivastava | Year Posted 2018


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Gifts Of Nature


Crackling, crunchy leaves, confetti the ground as bare skeleton trees rattle their bones. And gusty winds howl like a soulful hound while kids mope indoors glued to their cellphones. Indistinguishable, they look like clones, acting as enthusiastic as stones. Winter's approach is seen as a bad thing She'll smother everything with snow and ice. And the sweet song birds, will no longer sing they've all flown south, Winter exacts a price. But changing seasons, is like adding spice think of snowflakes, as grains of paradise. The mosquitos have all frozen to death and life’s swathed in a snowy-white duvet. Winter entices us with our own breath, so, enjoy Her, don't see her as a threat. indulge in all the Winter you can get there's much more to life, than the internet. Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter, are real, gifts of Nature designed to make us feel. (Urban Sonnet) Oct. 20, 2018


Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2018


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Tethered To Night



The moon slowly ascends like a regal Queen while skittish shadows all flee the scene and scarlet skies bleed last light as nippy winds bite tethered to night drops of dew soon start to alight thirsty mosquitoes take flight and where beauty and silence careen the moon slowly ascends like a regal Queen. (Andaree) Sept. 25, 2018


Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2018


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Break up

        Sorry I cant go 
          it’s not that I don’t like you 
       We are just different
         You like parties and I don't 
       Yes, I understand goodby 


Copyright © ARBOL VERDE | Year Posted 2018


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I'm your crazy wand

Forgetting you I'm not going anywhere now.
How will I stay away from you I'm your crazy wand.
Never mind,I am the only place of
my heart away from this heart.
Forgetting you I'm not going anywhere now.

Speak or say no,but I will still speak.
I have live for you only how I left you.
In the whole world, i am only wishing you.
Do not ever tell me,you forget me,
I'm not going to listen.
Forgetting you I'm not going anywhere now.
How will I stay away from you I'm your crazy wand.

Never speak that moon will ever be
separated from the moonlight.
Is anyone ever happy to lose his life?
This is what I want for you,your loved once.
Never mind, I'm the only place of
my heart away from this heart.
Forgetting you I'm not going anywhere now.
How will I stay away from you I'm your crazy wand.



Copyright © Kishan sharma | Year Posted 2018


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Magical


I close my eyes, enamored by your kiss and I let that feeling float me away. The stars vanish, in my hypnotic bliss and time pauses...extending paradise. I love you more than mere words can convey just to say I love you...will not suffice. Like the rising sun, nothing outshines you I’ll adore you forever...and a day. Every word poets write about love...is true it's as magical...as a child at play. (Rhyme) June 9, 2018


Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2018


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My hearts love

My wish is that you are my heart's love.
My happiness is only from your happiness.
More than you and no longer I love someone.
My wish is that you are my heart's love.

I love you,I will go from this world.
As long as i will live sweetheart,I will love you.
My life is all over now,it is only for you.
My wish is that you are my heart's love.

My heart is my pain,you know it.
The thread of my breath's necklace is tangent to you.
Relationship is like this,whose rupture is not approved by 
I will settle for you in my breath.
Without you,I will live a moment now.
I have strong sense of you.
You are my comfort to the eyes.
I have won by seeing you and this is my job now.
No more than you and no one is my wish now.
My wish is that you are my heart's love.


Copyright © Kishan sharma | Year Posted 2018


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Tingling Sensations



I love the tingling sensations of Spring its energy recharges my sad heart. And nourishes nature's many offspring supplying green plants with an early start. I love the soft caressing touch of Spring massaging my skin on a sunny day. And when the robin redbreasts start to sing my Winter blues silently slip away. I love the sweet sensual scent of Spring when color first magically appears. And the fresh feeling gentle breezes bring culminating in smiles and instant cheers. I love the subtle arrival of Spring a reprieve, from Winter's inclement sting. (Sonnet) Sept. 2, 2018


Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2018


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Rejuvenate Dying Dreams




Now that Winter's finally passed we await what nature will bring. And like butterflies on the wind welcome back the beauty of Spring. Breathing in the last of winter Spring exhales balmy breaths of air. And as Nature's favored daughter Her three sisters...aren't quite as fair. Inspiring awe within the soul She flaunts exquisite color schemes. And from a place deep in your heart She helps rejuvenate dying dreams. Her fragrance evokes nostalgia reviving memories of youth. And tepid breezes, brisk and sassy blend fantasy dreams...with the truth. (Quatrain July 13, 2018


Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2018


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Colors

Have you ever just felt a color?
Do you even know how to  feel a color? 
I felt liliac that day
Like a flower blowing in the breeze
Calm 
Nothing could knock me down
Then HE approached
My color slowly started turning iron
HE is the only one who could break me 
And HE did 
He turned my color all the way to coal 
Then HE started talking 
My color turned crimson
HIS voice was too revolting to have a color
Every word he said made it burn 
Brighter
And brighter

HE left the room 
My color started turning back to lilac 
Then I realized
I was all alone 
No one could save me 
From HIM 
My color is now forever ash.



Copyright © Kadijat Alakiu | Year Posted 2018


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Magical Places



Close your eyes and dissolve away the years morph into a fledgling eagle, and fly escaping your inhibitions and fears. Lift yourself off the ground and soar on high, for in the realm of dreams, there's open sky and endless scenarios you can try. Be a whirlwind, or a soft tranquil breeze this enchanted time’s set aside for play, float like a thistle tuft or shake the trees. There is nothing here to stand in your way dance the night away, star in a ballet or cruise down fantasy's superhighway. Go to where all of your wishes come true a place where reality doesn't rule and feel free to be anyone but you. Shuck the shackles of shame and ridicule transform yourself into a brazen fool, your imagination's the perfect tool Sleep's a portal to magical places your memory creates, and then eases. (Urban Sonnet) Sept.21, 2018


Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2018


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I Am The Wind



A subtle breeze strums Brahms lullaby 
a sweet rhapsody to lull me to sleep,
seashell chimes... its choice of instruments.
Ever so softly an ethereal note is struck
vibrating within the soul
on its way to a dream.
The sandman hums along
and soon my thoughts begin to drift
on a sea of possibilities,
lured by the tinkling tunes
as the wind chimes in.
Simple melodies and broken chords
capture the imagination
as a symphony of musical interludes is
orchestrated by the whims of the wind.
While sleep...summoned by the melody
takes me to the land of dreams
where I am the wind...playing the chimes.







(Free Verse)
Aug. 28, 2018
Wind Chimes Poetry
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh


Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2018


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The Rain Is Here

The chill in the breeze 
Has got something Different 
Each flower , each tree
Randomly dancing to their zeal
And then our memories 
Inside my head are all alive
Now the sky is turning grey 
Innocent? yes! I wanted to stay
Storms are approaching fleeting,fast
Hardly will they ever last 
Even though I can't feel you
Rain always drags the past
Ecmnesia after you is all I got


Copyright © Harshit Rai | Year Posted 2018