Best Baritone Voice Poems

Another Sunday evening at the street-corner
next to the coffee parlour, overlooking the ocean
The solo pianist  with desert-lime eyes
sits once-again on the piano chair.
His hair,a Honeysuckle-brown 
with a salt and pepper tint
sways in the summer breeze
under the old wrought iron street-lamp.


Passers-by gather in a crowd
and...

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In a room that once commanded great respect,
stage lights began to hiss with heated anticipation.
There were sounds of alcohol infused rumblings
and laughter rolling through the rows of seats
from the tongues of young fancies whose foibles
await the reverence paid to tales that may last 
a lifetime.

A...

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I LOVE YOU Today, though Your so far ; so far away 
My hands Caress You ; as one would the petal of a rose
Gently I wipe away the morning dew drop ; in reality a tear
I touch You with my smile : my beard...

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Heroes of my age in their morning mourn,
Filled with teardrops of pain and sorrow, 
They'll be now part of the epic history, 
But the cloudiness of who ones's fault still remains a doubt for justice,
When all lies in secrecy,
Can we blame peace and harmony? 
Where...

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He didn't mind other people laughing at him,
made it that much easier to poke fun at them
Talk about how they look,
imitate how they talk
Zing the nerds carrying their school books,
tease the girls about their Lolita walk
He was the class clown,
no doubt about it ... hands...

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A Comrade like Ben

A statesman like Mandela diplomatically
suspended the necessary struggle of opposites,
gummed his fragmented land together with reconciliation….
exploiters to exploited , murderers to martyrs
imperialist to invisibled indigenes  
lives in Sandton and councils Bill Clinton
and Naomi Campbell on plush carpets

a sinewy activist, hard as...

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(Journey to the East – Youth Service at Enugu State)


On a Friday night, July 1, 2009
I found myself at Onitsha, home for all as it is called
The eastern economic backbone and business centre of the Igbo people
Accommodating the good, the bad, the poor and the...

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The vision of his apocalyptic age 
And the rise of the terrible Queen of Stone
Imprinted a harping chord upon my mind

I stood at the balcony,
Overlooking the depthless, darkening maelstrom
I stood weakly,
As if by accursed flesh I had been banished here for years

“What light travails
Against such...

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They say your not beautiful;
but you are, you are;
Because you were made by created by God. . .
They say your ugly, and you just don't
You don't, you don't fit it won't fit in
The images of the world system
they say ya got no..
No hips, no waist,...

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"Tears, grief, memories and tributes of respect. "

                                  Quote by -...

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...cont

She flew back to her nest that she so carefully tended and loved,
the angel close behind her.
“Why do you stay,” he said angrily.
“I have given you your wing.”  He stopped to think.
“I have offered you treats from your far away home.
I have given you...

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This is the first time I’ve been in the synagogue down the street.
There are many unfamiliar people I have to greet.
The sun is setting, and there is a crepuscular light.
My friends Isadore and Becky are getting married tonight.

The two mothers escort Becky as she wears...

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Sitting on the porch, a chill breeze caresses my face
as storm birds fly, seeking the shelter of a dry place.
Along the lake shore, trees sway to Nature's tune
the music she arranged for Ra, the sun and Luna Moon.

Threatening clouds grow weary of hovering in the...

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Moon over Miami, beneath the stars,
Pulsars, quasars…and even Mars -
Lovingly walking, talking, strumming guitars,
A feeling, a moment that thrilled two hearts…ours.
Snuggling, singing, while strolling along,
Moon over Miami,” became our favorite song.
Glittering light in the blackness of night
Shimmering sparkles, a beautiful sight
Delivering freedom, vanquishing fear
Always knowing...

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The December sun fought
to shine through the golden clouds
and reach the frozen trees
under a bright marigold sky;
even the evergreen shrubs
were covered with frost
as on those Autumn mornings.


No ducks were seen
swimming in the murky lake,
it needed them for some harmony;
an occasional gust shook
the firs drooping branches
by...

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