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WORDS

I have a new lover who makes me smile just like a mother. I have a new lover who does things the way I want. I have a new lover who sleeps just at the tip of my tongue she falls off when I open my mouth her breath is directly connected to mine she dies the day I close my eyes and the world will remember me just because of her. I have a new lover who never goes out without my concent she goes just to deliver my assets my delivery van without her the world calls me dumb. I have a new lover who knows exactly how I feel and acts the way I think the right person for me bone of my bone the flesh of my flesh How come I was too busy to know I love you? I have a new lover whom all my worries are laid she toils day and night just to make me glow, am whole. she defend me against the world when am wrong she goes to say am sorry she define me when people need a clue. I have a new lover who is better than gold, immune against the cold and never get old. she goes before me to places unknown through her my name is known how come I was too dumb to know, you are all I own I wish I fell in love with her long ago. I have a new lover her name is WORDS how come I had her and still searched for love? no wonder I was so alone. I was a fool now that I found you I will caress you with kindness feed you with truth show you out with love till the whole world gets to know how powerful you are and say you aloud in oneness. I WILL TREAT YOU WITH CARE. I will possess you will harmony till you drive away their sadness I will fertilize your womb with salvation till you birth in men grace I will wash their eyes to know YOU ARE THE TOOL WITH WHICH WE CHANGE THE WORLD. My lover, My words you will bind the world with peace.


Copyright © abel ugbabe | Year Posted 2018


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Farm Sense

Shotgun shells, fireworks, an empty casing,
Burnt gunpowder sensed with imagined smell,
Bring a smile as the mind begins onward racing,
Of times past and grand stories to retell,
Hunts to remember; 4th of Julys raising hell.

Even the repugnant is remembered with glee,
Fresh swine manure upon beds of loose straw,
Time on the farm, a boy’s life lived carefree,
Fishing, hunting, and building with grandpa,
Learning gun safety and how to hammer and saw.

A favorite to this day is corn cut fresh,
Dust in the air with stalked rows piled,
Behind the red tractor and an 8 row thresh.
Memories overflow of that innocent child
Of the fun that was had, a boy in the wild. 


Copyright © Michael Vacek | Year Posted 2018


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dog farts

There just isn't enough febreeze
to rid the room of the haze
Of a dog fart, strong and silent
It kind of puts you in a daze

It kind of sneaks in, then it hits you
An olfactory h-bomb in your face
Meanwhile, he just lies there
He's wiped the room with anal mace

There is no middle ground here
They always smell like something died
Like he caught a squirrel in the garden
Now, it's rotting his insides

Dog farts, are a weapon
That our army has not used
In fact I told them in a letter
In their reply, they were amused

"We've tried to duplicate it"
"A killer weapon... stops the heart"
"But, our scientists just aren't able"
"To reproduce a strong dog fart"

"Thank you for your consideration"
"We'll let you know, if we succeed"
"We agree with your kind letter"
"dog farts escape and then they breed"

Sometimes when a dog farts
It makes a noise, he turns around
"my god, I smell incredible"
is the look comes from my hound

So, if you've never smelled a dog fart
And your dog just sneaks one out
Do yourself a favour
Do not feed him brussel sprouts.


Copyright © roger turner | 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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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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Love is a bond

Love is the confluence of two peoples,
this bond is of two relationships,
one is way and one is the destination.
One of the hearts of both heart beats.
This is the bond of all their births.
Love is the confluence of two peoples,


Copyright © Kishan sharma | Year Posted 2018


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The F Poem

Five 
Fancy
Fleshy
Foxy
Friends
Followed
Feather-like
Finery
For
Fun-filled,
Flashy
Farfetched
Floppy
Flip-flops
Forever
Flowered.



Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2018


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Land of Dreams

Land of Dreams 
Candy-colored beams 
Tree streams of Yellow Lemon Dew Drops

Red, Green and Blue Gumballs Cars

The path to Rainbow City covered with Peppermint Boat Docks

Sugar Cane Boats floating thru a Chocolate covered River

All sorts of Colored Coded Candy, that is sure to please

A little boy and little girls wish would sure to have a Candy Land Adventure in the 
Land of Dreams


Copyright © Migdalia Torres | Year Posted 2018


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A Simple Hamburger If You Please

Sure.
Ketchup.
Pickle
Horseradish too.

Mayo 
Lettuce?
That’s up to you.

Are your patties thin or thick?
Can I gobble one down right quick?

A touch of butter
A slab of bacon.

Please put them on 
If mine you’re making.

Are your patties thin or thick?
Can I gobble one down right quick?



Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2018


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Thwarting the Bullies

Shelly said that Darlene said that
Tina said that you are an ignorant fool.
So?
Jinny said that Zinna was rolling her eyes at you.
Farina said you have cooties.
So?
Do you want to hear what Allie said about you?
No, thanks.
Minnie said….
“I don’t want to hear it,” I tell her, skipping away.
“You are a poppie butt!” she yells after me.
Thank you, I yell back.
“You are CRAZY!” she hollers, angry now.
“THANK YOU!” I yell louder.
“They were talking trash about you,” my friend tells me.
Wait a second. This is my friend?
“Are you going to talk to them about it?”
No.
Are you going to fight them?
I throw back my head and laugh.
Once I mastered the skip away, the stay away and the thank you
Bullies had no power over me.
They started bothering others.
I try to teach my friends
Bullies will leave you alone
If they don’t think you are getting mad or sad.
Being so danged light skinned .
I had a terrible time mastering
Those telling pink cheeks.
I had to practice with
Trusted friends,
By letting them calling
Me names and practicing
My strategies.
The Keep Away.
The Skip Away.
The Thank You.
Believe me,
I now have it right.
No one bothers
Me now.
It’s simply
No
Damned 
Fun.


Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2018


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Cat Ninette

Cat
Kitty
Licking now
Hairball. Hairball.
Move Yourself Quickly
Foul thing comes out.
Disgusting
Hairball.
Cat


Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2018


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Brother from another Mother

Met him in 3rd grade,
with me ever since then.
By my side in both my 
Pain and Gain.
Giving company in times of need,
sharing his joys,
in return for my grief.
Fight we did over petty issues,
to strengthen our our relation a whole lot more.
Shared all secrets ,
taking the blame for one another.
Over the year our relation,
has got stronger,
Rather sacred.
to others he is my friend,
but for me he is,
"My Brother from another Mother"


                   ~V~


Copyright © vinayak pratap | Year Posted 2013


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Matching Pride

(Veterans Day 2009)

Side by side, they stood at attention,
facing the American flag, 
former Soldiers, Sailors, Airmen, and Marines.
Not one muscle twitched, nor eye blinked
as the 3rd Grader stepped to the microphone.

"Because of you, I am free," she said.
In a clear voice, she continued to express
her appreciation and gratitude,
for their service to their country, 
their sacrifice for freedom.

Though his legs trembled like Jell-O
beneath the knife-edge crease of his uniform,
Grandpa's pride filled his throat
as the little blond resumed her seat.

She had recited the entire speech
from memory, and later received
a note from her school principal--
Awesome job today!--
which now decorates the front
of his refrigerator.




Copyright © Cona Adams | Year Posted 2014


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UNBREAKABLE BOND

I remember in my 3rd grade class our paths first crossed
You reached out for my hand instead you touched my heart
Since then we've built a bond that's unbreakable and shatterproof
We share our pains and we nurse each other's wound
Always looking out for one another in our times of need
So close we are we speak without uttering a word;
We share a language that's secret
We built a wall to guide our confidences and no one can breach it
I bring to you this moment my silent confession
Chiquita Chiamaka Baity, you are my very best friend.



Poem written by: Wole Francis and Chiquita Chiamaka Baity.
contest: Grab a mate and collaborate.
Theme of contest: Friendship.
Date:08-28-201


Copyright © WOLE FRANCIS | Year Posted 2011


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Lickety Split

L ittle voices, rising in volume and pitch
I mploring teacher, begs all available aids to help pop 
C oats, hats, muffs, mitts, sweaters, gloves, socks, shoes, and boots on 39
K indergarten urchins who are galloping around the room, or jumping on ball 
         chairs. 

E veryone is excited; the snow is falling and 
T he five-year-olds woke up screaming with excitement, 
Y elling their head dendrites off, dancing and galloping

S ix ways to Sunday, and it’s only Tuesday, 
P rincipal skates into the room,  “Lickety Split!” she yells.
“L et’s all help, and get them out there quick!” The 2nd grade teacher sticks in 
             her head to hollar, 
“I ce will be here within the hour.  Everybody help.” A bunch of 4th and 5th 
              graders run in to help dress 
t hem. Seconds later, the worn-out Kindergarten 

Teacher throws out a magic lasso, and 39 kindergarteners all grab hold. The next minute, they 
                  land in a big snow drift.
“Lickety, lickety, yickety, bickety, pickety, split!” they all yell, running away in every conceivable direction.


			Prepared for Lickety Split Contest
                                  Debbie Guzzi  Written 4-9-2018
			Unless it’s closed, then just for fun!


Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2018


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Unbreakable Bond

I remember in my 3rd grade class our paths first crossed
You reached out for my hand instead you touched my heart
Since then we've built a bond that's unbreakable and shatterproof
We share our pains and we nurse each other's wound
Always looking out for one another in our times of need
So close we are we speak without uttering a word;
We share a language that's secret
We built a wall to guide our confidences and no one can breach it
I bring to you this moment my silent confession
Chiquita Chiamaka Baity, you are my very best friend.



Poem written by: Wole Francis and Chiquita Chiamaka Baity.
contest: Grab a mate and collaborate.
Theme of contest: Friendship.
Date:08-28-2011



Copyright © ChiquitaChiamaka Baity | Year Posted 2011


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Why love me with a betrayal

Why love me with a betrayal?
Immature was just me,who believed to be?
But his promises were false and
all his lies were his love.
Why love me with a betrayal?

I lost heart too,at the time of doing it.
But the thousand pieces of my heart made it.
Because his promises were false and
all his lies were his love.
Why love me with a betrayal?

What will she do to heart?
What will she recognize in love?
No one who loves her heart.
She is unfaithful.
She does not love.

Why love me with a betrayal?
Immature was just me, who believed to be?
But his promises were false
and all his lies were his love.
Why love me with a betrayal?


Copyright © Kishan sharma | Year Posted 2018


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How To Write Pretentious Poetry and Meet Beautiful People

I am god. 
  
I have destroyed all that is evil, and all that is good. 
  
Remaining is the past. 
  
The past is so full of potential, don't you think? 
  
It retains your thoughts, your whims, your sins. 
  
Everything about you, in my filing cabinet. 
  
Every time you've lied, every time you've rubbed one out. 
  
I know every girl you've thought of. The guys, too. 
  
Your 3rd grade teacher, really? 
  
It's all in the past. 
  
It's all between my eyes. 


Copyright © Samuel Durant | Year Posted 2014


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That Dog

-Dedicated to Abby (written in 3rd grade, okay.) 


there was a dog
she was my friend
she wasn't "just a mutt"
she always came when you called her name
and she always looked left and right 
before she crossed the street at night
i loved her so much
but now she's gone
that dog was special
that dog was sweet
she wasn't a "mutt"
she wasn't a "full-breed"
she was my friend
she's still in my heart
she's still in my mind
she's sitting, listening all the time
always with me
always there
not always licking my hair,
but there.


Copyright © Natalie Copeland | Year Posted 2012


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Summer

Soon the sun shines
Up in the great blue sky
Mighty little children
Mostly want to play
Every single day
Ready and gay!


Copyright © Precioso Tano | Year Posted 2018


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Life is a poem

When life began to live,we did not know anything.
What is to be done,what was to be done,
did not we also have it?
Was the head of those parents of the hand,
those who got it was also born.
Gradually enlarged we,we now stranded the world.
We learned to earn money,teach the house to run its on.
Learn to handle even those who have brought us here.
Teach to raise the expenses too marriage and wife.
One day came my sadness,when by parents.
I got my hands off.
Going to that day when this gum broke on me.
Now,I also have to give pleasure to my children
by becoming a shadow.
For me, all life is for me now.
All I have learned from life I have to give them to.
My dreams is now,they have to suffer all for their own sake.
It is just that I have to say this is the journey of life.







Copyright © Kishan sharma | Year Posted 2018


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In love from you got it distances

In love from you,got it distances.
And the heart is relaxed in you.
In love from you, got it distances.

How do you leave separately?
You do not even come to meet us.

What do you find us by giving pain?
But in the eyes tears are yours love.

Yet from us why this is your distances.
Do not grieve,knowing you.

In love from you,got it distances.
And the heart is relaxed in you.

How much do you wishes from my heart?
For the sake of you,you see,honor.

Do not love,away from you know.
Just do love you ,my heart stays.

In love from you, got it distances.
And the heart is relaxed in you.


Copyright © Kishan sharma | Year Posted 2018


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Beautiful Butterflies

B	Beautiful fairy-like creatures arrive, disguised.
U	Until spring arrives,
T	They are known as the butterflies.
T	They flit from bud to bud
E	Every blossom gets loved.
R	Richly blessed by these beauties, who
F	Flit rapidly from flower to flower
L	Lilting, landing momentarily
I	In gentle quick repose
E	Each uniquely designed and colorized
S	Seen by many, touched by few



Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2018


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School Days

Friends, teachers, buses, homework, and my parents made my school days my 
best kept memory.
Not at all was I the worst kid, I sat in class quiet and paid attention when we 
learned cursive.
While in my desk I sat behind Bria playing with her braids, she was the 1st crush 
I ever had while in 3rd grade.
They didn't show us films on MLK to advance but took us outside and learned to 
square dance.
See I got paddled in Elementary there was no fair chance or even maybe a ruler 
held by Mrs.Jackson's bare hand.
In my school days school made me a bad kid because I hung around adolecent 
athletes who loved to snatch and dash quick.
I didn't have s%@t no new clothes or nothing just long jeans in the winter made 
them cut off's in the summer.


Copyright © Bakari Wright | Year Posted 2006


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Feelings About My Food


Carrots for breakfast, carrots for lunch, Carrots for dinner, crunch, baby, crunch.
What are your immediate feelings about soup on a plate?
Vegetable and broccoli potato are both well worth a wait.
Don’t gag on the mushrooms,
You big ugly buffoons.
Crunch them up meticulously slowly, and good luck, 
Don’t be afraid of disease, though they’re grown in the muck.

Pudding for dessert,
Who would, you blurt.
Oh, sorry, I mean, what’s that you say?
You could eat pudding any ole’ day?
Enjoy your leisurely dine,
And eat your pudding refined.
Chocolate, caramel and pistachio. 
They are all stirred up warmly nice and slow.

Delicious delicacies on paper is a poet’s go-to write,
Everyone loves to think about taking an enormously tasty bite.
Spaghetti, pizza, meat loaf too.
All main dishes for me and you.
Hamburger, egg salad, smeary and good.
I’d eat it all up and be completely satisfied if I could.



Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2018