Best Hile Poems

Greet the new year alive
Remember, no drink-no drive
if you want to stay free
then give up that key
DUI's are not worth the jive....

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While wisps of white come floating from the sky,
Inside our house so cozily we sit
Nearby a blazing fire, enjoying it
Throughout the twilight hours, just you...

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This new year I feel the tensions of taxes due
While I resolve to complete them in time as
Every year I procrastinate until the deadline is...

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At night the sky morphs into
Black velvet with ebony
Creases that glisten with stars. 
Darkness surrounds a wobbly  
Earth spinning on its axis,
Forever circling the...

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Home Sweet Home

H appiness is found when the heart is
O pen to kindness and love, giving even
M ore than one receives from others
E ven giving...

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Gathered with sister, my mother and kleenex,
Oblivious to our red noses, facial poses and tears,
Nudging each other with movie memory reflex -
Each of us embrace...

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BEDTIME MAGIC 




Sprawled under nightscape of galaxy bright
Tiny sequins pulse on blaze of luster,
A beaded stars nova bursts on flight
Into a full-blown montage, the lawns...

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New is the year, fresh is its fragrance, filling my heart with
Eagerness, to walk upon the paths it has set out for me
While making sure...

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Origin of  the  name Swahili 
Or " Kiswahili" , 
One person  said , " Iswa ile" 
Another person said," Iswa iyi " 
Swahili is one...

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W hile the hands move about in front of me
I see them wondering near sincerely
L anding their palms right on my pounding head
D riving with...

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IWAN FALS born VIRGIAWAN LISTANTO ON September 3, 1961-


I  am Iwan Fals an Indonesian singer-songwriter Times™Magazine named me “A Great Asian Hero”.
While I was...

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Breeze bestirred, died down,
Not even a stray leaf stirred,
He came to my town
And left like migrating bird,
Leaving me parched, my eyes blurred.
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Gulzaar | 16.03.2023 |...

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Behind an old window,
A young girl often gazed,
Through a thin shattered pane,
Through a large hole unglazed.

Wistfully observing
The uncaring world pass,
Feeling invisible
To the more wealthy mass.

When...

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Fruitful days are filling up the piles of treasure mesuring the misogyny it shouldn't be a topic of forgery while waiting for break outs throwing...

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Fruitful days are filling up the piles of treasure mesuring the misogyny it shouldn't be a topic of forgery while waiting for break outs throwing...

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