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you

i can remember the day
first met with you
i saw the blue deep eyes
that was the day
fall in love with you....

i can feel you around me
when you are not there
you are my oxygen
i can breathe lively here
in love everything is fair......

my heart beats for you
my sleep dreams for you
my sound sing for you
just wanna to say
i love you....


Copyright © shanta sumaiya | Year Posted 2017

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I Want To Love You

I want to feel you like a petal feels the wind I want to touch you like dewdrops touch my skin I want to hold you like moon shadows hold a star I want to tickle you like the flutter of a butterfly tickles my heart from fields afar I want to lay my head upon your lap like a child lays his head upon the lap of a sterile mother in her fertile dream I want to miss you like an immigrant misses his home-land The land which deceived his opportunities yet embraced his early footsteps Poured his first tear in a stream I want to think of you,ardently I want to seek for you,secretly In the same way those paramour's enchanting eyes seek and wander for his flamboyant mistress I want to live dying to have you like a hero dies in battlefield dying to capture his daughter's smile knowing that the last glimpse of her is a worn out sanguined picture I want to find you in the same way my faith finds God Without seeing,without knowing With all doubts,questions and mysteries With all that I was,with all that I am and all I ever will be I want to love you


Copyright © Charmaine Chircop | Year Posted 2014



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In A Perfect World

If we lived, in a perfect world,
happiness and love, would abound.
And in this utopic, dreamworld,
there would be no hurt, to be found.

Peace and brotherhood, would flourish, 
in, an idealistic dream.
And we would help, nature nourish, 
every ocean, river and stream. 

We would all, live in paradise,
a virtual, heaven on Earth.
And from orchids, to edelweiss,
flowers, would encircle Earth's girth.

All diseases, would disappear,
and no one, would die of hunger.
And there would be less, fears and tears,
for we’d live forever, younger.

But alas, it isn't that way,
disease and cruelty, exist.
And starvation, is here to stay,
while warfare and famine, persist.
	
Written Feb. 9th , 2016 


Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2016

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Haiku Against The Chalk Board

fingernails against the chalkboard -my grinding teeth


Copyright © Charmaine Chircop | Year Posted 2017

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Out of shame

As age catches on us 
Would we be found enjoying the swings
No, never out of shame

As age catches on us 
Would we be found playing marbles or flying kites
No, never out of shame

As age catches on us
Would we be foun d jumping in the puddles
No , never out of shame 

As age catches on us 
Would we be found chasing girls or teasing them
No never out of shame

As age catches on us 
Would we be found flirting away
No, never out of shame

As age catches on us
We go to  temples and let life slip by
Yes , all do it there's no shame

As age catches on us 
We would be found talking and praying for our end
Yes , all do it , there's no shame

As age catches on us
We stop going places, meeting people n having fun
Yez , its a done thing n there's no shame.


Copyright © bawa talwar | Year Posted 2017

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Grand Generations

After a certain age 
A situation many never see
Is now directly infront of me
As I give words to comfort 
The same way that she had once done
She looks so frail and weak
But still smiles at me
And reaches for a kiss
So I lean over
As her hand slowly raises 
To meet my face
I just can't believe this
As I think about it
My amazing Grandmother
Smiling since 1922




Copyright © Matt Forshay | Year Posted 2015

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Let It Flow

Just let go! Let it flow! Let it flow! Let it flow!
Everything’s gonna work out right you know.
I’m looking for a better day. You’re still looking at my yesterday.
You’re playing the same old lame games that I used to play.
So lame witches, what do you have to say?
I lost all behind a man who didn’t want me publicly.
Yes in turn he lost all. Every night he calls my name.
His wife calls my work, church, and all spots I go.
I  can’t help that she didn’t earn the title that she no longer has.
Oh Lord, she did nothing to be the wife of the assistant attorney general.
On him I worked hard and nothing about that work was mediocre or trivial.
So lame witches, who don’t love your husbands or give them a peaceful place to lay his head,
Don’t tread or dread my existence because that part of my life is dead.
La dah dah dah dah dah! Let it flow! La dah dah dah dah! Let it flow! Let it flow, baby!
His eyes are no longer from me lazy.
 His wife that sat at her job bragging on the darts that she threw me Are driving her crazy.
Her unfruitful lies only crashed my sense of family, 
sense of community, and sense of spirituality really did nothing to me,
 But made me more of a stronger woman than she already was.
 I’ve regained those senses that I lost because she never paid honor to her given boss.
 Her senses are gone. I’m home away from home.  Yes I am because they just let go and, 
Let it flow! Let it flow! Let it flow! 
The realness of how I was banished from the boot and the place of my youth.
 Yes indeed I tell the truth. Everything’s gonna work out right you know.
My work still flows not on him but on the world. You can’t stop an intelligent hood girl. 
Let it flow! Let it flow! Let it flow!
 I’m straight up reppin the Southside of Monroe to the fullest everywhere I go.
Where in the hell is the work of that stupid  wife and the lame assed pros?
I’ll tell you it is locked up in a vault or behind closed doors.
Mine is on his TV, and in books that are in millions of global online stores.
I’m doing much more. I’m not a belligerent, hostile, whore. 
I lived that life because people behind closed doors wanted me to remain poor. 
One day I’ll say hurray to my letting it flow and that it did work out right you know.


Copyright © Nicole Sharon Brown | Year Posted 2014

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cheer

A smile appears for you
A joy only for you
Say all- cheer!


Copyright © Ahmad sajeed Udashkobi | Year Posted 2015

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Life

Life silenced dash-
think and cry 
life is pretty! 
Frustration with life, the life of unrest
The way of life
I silenced a lot Life
Silenced the cast! 
My life is blackhole
....Life in Hell
Life brackets () , the minus _
Silenced the beard.
Life is hard mind
life is open mind
on the sky raft
pretty life, smile life 
Life in the daytime! 
Life in my mid - afternoon, 
Strong heat of the sun
Life plus, life death
dash life size! 
Silenced loses the pulse of life
minus silenced life.
The comma, the colon
bloody life! 
Life cloudy, life ashes
Life dog rain
Life saratakasa silenced, 
What is amazing! 
 my life.......
Life and death trap
Silenced the laughter lines
Eid curved moon! 
Star of Life hash × °
Table of Life
Life is sweet sour life
Talk about life! 
Silenced the heck irritation
The life of heaven.
The comma, the colon; 
zero zero life! 
life is death after ...

(translated from Bangla kobita( ????).


Copyright © Ahmad sajeed Udashkobi | Year Posted 2015

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Happy

he who has own happily
he is happy forever.

he who shocked others happily
never he would not be happy.


Copyright © Ahmad sajeed Udashkobi | Year Posted 2015

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You Mean Everything To Me

When People Say Love is Blind,
For me its You whom i have Found.

Now when you are not Near,
I miss you the most My Dear.
This Phase is where i dislike to be apart,
You strike a  light within my Heart .

In every ups and downs you are with me,We  fight ,argue and frown at each other,
but at the end we know we are together,
Our Love is Rare,llike us there is no other Pair.

Its u who never let me go Wrong,
You are the one who motivates me to be Strong.

Its You who cares for me,
even if you are Now not here,
Your presence i can still feel in this Air.

You have not just captivated heart of Mine,You give me all the reasons to Smile.

I am blessed to have you in my Life.Before you,my Life was  in a Mess,
But your love have compressed rest of my Life.

I want to walk miles with you.Without you i am  hostile.

This is true that love never judges,it never hurts,it removes all the grudges within us, and it converts two souls into one.

The gift of Love you have given to me,I will cherish that till i die...

You Mean a lot to me..i may not able to express you how much close you are to me,
but its true for me, you are my world and everything to me...

Sanchita Ghosh


Copyright © Sanchita Sanchi | Year Posted 2014

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Mother

Like medicine in pain,
like cool water in thirst
and like pleasure in gain,
mother, you were to me,

though I could not at first
realize it. Now I see
my earth without you hell;
sorrow rings here like bell.


Copyright © Sayeed Abubakar | Year Posted 2015

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Love in nothing

Money is nothing
people love the money
many people love in nothing


Copyright © Ahmad sajeed Udashkobi | Year Posted 2015

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be Successful

Doesn't it hurt you when you want to do something but you can't because you feel like you are lost in darkness ..
You want to give up but at the same time you want to be Successful....


Copyright © amjed alaa | Year Posted 2014

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My Life

Life is beautiful! Like a flower! 
Happiness and sorrows of my color


Copyright © Ahmad sajeed Udashkobi | Year Posted 2015

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banana

I am so tired. I forgot to peel the banana.
I am suing Chakita for pain and suffering...
Johnny Rhinem. Will you marry me online?
L   :)


Copyright © Cindy Lu | Year Posted 2013

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cry for Nigeria my country

I wake up every
morning
to ask myself
'what's happening'?
God gave us oil in
the Delta,
waters in the Benue
and Niger,
mineral resources
all over.
Though we've no
natural disaster,
but we got loopholes
that need plaster.
And now we are
falling assunder,
that is making me
wonder,
am even behaving
strange like an
anaconda.


We still survive
under the millitary
suppression,
not even to mention
the oppression 
of the wild.
Our politicians are
all of pretention,
our leader are
products of greed
and discension,
when we are called
the giants of
Africa, centre of
attention.


Oct 1st 1960 was our
day of freedom,
since then, we threw
away our wisdom,
all in the name of
religion, politics,
what is this?


You will hear
rumours of fighting
in Jos,
killing one another
no remorse,
people are so much
stucked like traffic
in Lagos.
A piece of advice,
dont be suprised.
We gotta move
forward,
cos we are left
behind in the
race-call.


Copyright © Francis Justice | Year Posted 2014

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Love

Love is link ever
Sometimes tragedy!
when love is link
Ties, combination and branches.
Tragic love story 
sometimes released, sometimes in handcuffs.


Copyright © Ahmad sajeed Udashkobi | Year Posted 2015

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Feral Carol

Feral Carol was a dance hall girl.
Up on a barrel, she'd swing and swirl.
She never disappointed.
Her pelvis was disjointed.
And they love it when her tassels twirl.


Copyright © robert johnson | Year Posted 2015

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TIES THAT BIND

YOU'VE GOT TO BE MISTAKEN, YOU MUST BE WRONG!!!
I cried so hard, for so long
Only seven, 
I’m too young to be an orphan
I remember it, as if it were like yesterday
When they took me down to the parlor
To identify my parents’ bodies

Here today, gone tomorrow
Less good than bad examples I did follow
No someone in my life to give me unconditional care
Until he came along, such a dear
But like all the others, expectations he had
And as would a horror movie, it all went bad

PUSH!!!
It’s as if I was looking down on my body
Was that my imagination or the nurse screaming at me
More miraculous things have been known to happen
As I slowly drift back to reality
Is that a baby, whose is he?

HAPPY TWENTIETH!!! They shouted
Another birthday another year
Being a single mother has its wear and tear
Days turn into weeks, then into months and years
As I watched my restless juvenile, turn my aspirations into fears

GET OUT OF MY HOUSE, YOU ARROGANT FOOL!!!
The cops were here again today, 
I thought you were in school
I’m tired of them always, giving me the third degree 
I’ll rather get rid of you 
Than you causing the death of me.

So with the trials of passing times
Her health begins to fade
But she could not forget about him
Because he was her child 
And he will always be a part of her
Body, soul and mind






                          Entered in the "TORMENTED - Poetry Contest"
                          Sponsored by: Nathan D. 


Copyright © Carlene Simpson | Year Posted 2016

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Bengali Women

                                Bengali women squatting
                                    Pitchers, bangles,gossips
                                            The river Barak indifferent


Copyright © RAJAT KANTI CHAKRABARTY | Year Posted 2014

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all to go

All to go 

I to go
we to go
you to go
& all to must hereafter.

I to do
we to do 
you to do
all to must good deeds



Copyright © Foysal Khan | Year Posted 2014

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blonde beatrice

to be in love again
like before.  like the movie.
when you can feel the universes are
all
just the right size
and everything fits like a

glove


Copyright © Michael Miers | Year Posted 2015

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Democracy

Birds to flowers
Let me smell your
Flowers just Oneshot


Copyright © Ahmad sajeed Udashkobi | Year Posted 2015

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Mourn Not, Death Can Be a Gift

Mourn Not, Death Can Be a Gift
        ( A Collaboration)

I die more wrapped in stone each day 
storms batter my empty seas. 
Shield broken, now red blood to pay 
I dare to fight on my knees. 

Death, holds its long, dark salute 
where banners fallen burn. 
In life, its the last savage brute 
this kettle and stew I spurn. 

What of skies so brightly flying by 
summer's soft gentle replays. 
I hold on, dare I not to ever cry 
time is just painful delays. 

Hope once told me it was my friend. 
Now I see how, it brings closer my end. 


I closed my eyes to accept cruel fate
apt as Hope visited my burial place.
It roused me pleading, "It's not too late,"
washed rivulets of blood from my face.

Death be gone, for I shall not yield!
Unwrap your dark hands from my heart.
A better gift from Hope, a new shield,
I will hold on with life as my consort.

Once more do I gaze upon skies of blue
Upon the seas, I've new memories to make.
Heed my warning, Death, this I promise you,
my lifeblood will never be yours to take.

Hope has proven to be my trusted loyal friend.
I vow that I shall never doubt its power again.

Robert Lindley and Lin Lane

Note: A collaboration with my friend the very talented Lin Lane.
My deep thanks for such beautiful verses and kindness shown.


Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2016