Best Irrigate Poems

The Lake of Charity

The hill stood tall and stately,
Wind soughed through its sparse trees.
Below a lake spread, at times calm,
At times quite horribly stormy.

He knelt...

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There'll be no rain the forecast said
til January's wounded pride
erupts upon the bloomless beds
and weeps a pewter morning tide.

There'll be no rain for many weeks,
just...

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It started with an apple in paradise or was it a date they consumed

Had they kept their clothes off laundry day would have been easier

	The...

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Just 38 Cents a Day


Throughout history food has been used as a
Weapon of Mass Destruction.  The Romans
would pillage and plunder – then burn the
fields...

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I was taught by   my father to be obedient in the dense forest to save the individuals trees, stop destruction to plantation. I...

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By Ombuge Moses

Mama!
You sleep on a crack ground
Empty is the stomach
Hot is the sun
Nothing to quench the crack
The thirst is killing
Cracked is my throat
Helplessly you...

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In desert that is poor and dull
On soil that is scorched with fire
The Upas-tree stands as a hull
as guard who's one who knows no tire.

The...

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There are quite a few essential things our bodies
need when scarcity hits the beautiful land of fruits,
of wheat and cattle; today no rain has fallen...

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Tears of a woman,
can move mountains;
Everest can migrate
across the Pacific
and settle on the Rockies
The Kilimanjaro can fly
and squat on Andes	
because of her tears;
the tears of...

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I don’t need that unnecessary love. 
A love of limited time based on moral and physical pretendence.

At that moment the feeling was so high much...

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Tie a rainbow on your heart

the power of eyes
like an arrowhead
keep focus on
beautiful colors

but a heart

sharper
than the eyes
sensitively
give a birth
of a lust
to swallow all
the colorful...

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SEED

Every talent is a seed
And every seed has its need
Whatever the seed will be,
Depends on the farmer-holder of the seed

If the farmer discards the seed,
There...

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The clouds -on which angels stand
Lurking and pursuing the rubble-
Are directly above the human land,
Whispering about some stubble;
When they glimpse the scattered lavender.
Tracing it becomes...

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Fighting famine starvation
By Stanley Russell Harris
The new mad author
& A Poetry Soup honourably mentioned poet

As a poet should I write?
Words in this world!
That is not...

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Leaving banking, I am thinking about banking. When the red humour from the human system drains off, we irrigate the haematic fluid inside through vein-channels....

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