Best Fils Poems

All you have to do is waiting,
To listen to the wind rumble,
Like poor elephants,
All you have to do is waiting,
Sealed in our rooms,
Praying for his slate roof,
Praying for the wires,
I can no longer pray to God,
In the light of a candle,
All you have to do...

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IF YOU THINK YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE…

   “A quiet and modest life,” says he in German, the most successful of them/us all, “brings more joy than a pursuit of success bound with constant unrest.”

         Albert...

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Rappelez-Vous
(English translation below original French)

Rappelez-vous les petits fils 
Qui ecoutaient leurs grand-peres
Raconter des histoires d’ infanteries 
Et de battailles de la premiere guerre.

Rappelez-vous des braves garcons 
Qui s’imaginaient etre des soldats,
Qui plus tard servaient le drapeau American 
En tant que veritables soldats.

Rappelez-vous des pauvres parents
Qui...

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LES PAROLES DE MON
AME!


Il faut que je reste
fidèl à mon âme
Meme si que tu pense
autre chose à l’âme

J’aime
chanter,jouer,danser
avec ta voix !
J’ai besoin de ton
souffle pour
éclairer ma joie !

C’est simple pour
toi,pense à moi ;
Ici,c’est mon âme
qui parle avec toi :

“Il dit que j’adore
cette oiseau blanche
J’arrete a
palpiter,si...

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Poème poète égyptien : Abdel Latif Moubarak

Traduction: Nuran Hourani

Toi;

Votre terre;

Te jette.

sur l'aile d'un poème; tu repose

Peut etre ; ne pas égarer  de vous laisser tomber ...

Pays;  sur la porte de l'enfer même si elle semble

Quitte le !

Non bascule le tronc anti-paume

Parce qu'il tombe...

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Je suis né seulement grâce à ton amour
Et vraiment très fier être de ton fils, mon amour

Seul trésor de l’orient mer, c’est juste toi
Une rare belle pearl, uniquement pour moi
Ingrat dans notre sang n’existera pas 
Soul pour soul entre nous, et l'obligation n’oublions pas

Puisque je...

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FOG FILS THE NIGHT LIKE AN ARMY ROLLING IN 
TAKING OVER THE GROUND AS IF WIPING AWAY OUR SIN
WE WEEP FOR THE DEAD THAT WON'T COME BACK FROM THE WAR 
BUT FOR THE ONES WHO MADE IT BACK WE WEEP MORE 
THE EMPTY SOULS THAT...

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SHE IS A SINGER
THAT YOU LACK
 THE INTELLGENCE OF KNOWING!
WHO IS THIS, HE SAID: SPEAKING
 OF THE PERSON
WHO HAS BEEN CALLING
 EACH DAY. tHAN THE VOICE SAID
"I WILL TELL YOU WHAT
 YOU NEED TO KNOW", 
HE SLAMMED THE PHONE DOWN
 BEFORE SAYING" WRONG NUMBER."
WHO WAS...

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Just like a rubber will you erase me?
when i cut mysef do i bleed?
if i smoke will it kill my lungs 
or even if i smoke weed
when i look into a mirror
what do i see
just an empty face
no longing
never ending space
im filling a void 
the...

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–What Manner of Love Does- QUELLE MANIÈRE D'AMOUR FAIT— French Verse


QUELLE MANIÈRE D'AMOUR FAIT— Quelle sorte d'amour est, 
Est-ce.. 
Le Père nous a-t-il accordé? 
Que nous soyons les Fils de Dieu
 Quelle sorte d'amour est venu avec moi
 embrassant divertissant avec moi l'étranger 
Qui juste...

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Haiti, Haiti, Haiti, the Land of Martyrs
Haiti, Haiti, the Land of Great Slaves
Haiti, Haiti, the Land of Ancient Braves
For many, the betrayed Land that matters.

Haiti, Haiti, the volcanic land of Fire
Haiti, Haiti, the land of old fighters
Great Blacks have defended the sacred turf
With ardor, with...

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POEMS ABOUT SHAKESPEARE by Michael R. Burch

Fleet Tweet: Apologies to Shakespeare
by Michael R. Burch

a tweet
by any other name
would be as fleet!



Fleet Tweet II: Further Apologies to Shakespeare
by Michael R. Burch

Remember, doggonit,
heroic verse crowns the Shakespearean sonnet!
So if you intend to write a couplet,
please do it...

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POEMS ABOUT POETS IX

Fleet Tweet: Apologies to Shakespeare
by Michael R. Burch

a tweet
by any other name
would be as fleet!
@mikerburch



Fleet Tweet II: Further Apologies to Shakespeare
by Michael R. Burch

Remember, doggonit,
heroic verse crowns the Shakespearean sonnet!
So if you intend to write a couplet,
please do it on the doublet!
@mikerburch...

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The ship came like a flying horse, at an inexact time
Our brother-sailor, from the Pantheon of Poets, was on board
Jean Pierre Basilic Dantor Frankétienne D’argent
Who wrote, in haste, the last act
Happened to be miraculously on the port
He got on and left without speaking, without money
Without...

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