Best Laugh Loudly Poems

(Lemuria: A hypothetical "lost land" variously located in the Indian and Pacific Oceans.)
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The Tale Of Lemuria, Master Poe, Pen And I

Its birth a shake of Neptune's golden trident
Its glow a diamond glitter on the moon
As stars bow to its powers resplendent
Ghosts of Avalon's truth, dance...

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You suffered a fathomless and immeasurable death, 
          guess my womb is the   o n l y   home you’ll ever know-
You never got the chance to take your first breath, 
 ...

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5:00 am
And I am most alive
It's still quiet
I know they are on the road
The cars, the trucks, the trailers
But I can't hear them
Rather only bird song from the trees near by
I breathe but I do not inhale air, I inhale life

This time will pass though
As...

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When I keep hearing this song so called "
South Africa supplied  Russia munitions," 
I just laugh loudly ," Huh?Hahaaah! Hahaaah!

Hahaaah! Hahaaah! Hahaaah!
Hahaaah! Hahaaah! Hahaaah!
Hahaaah! Hahaaah! Hahaaah!
Hahaaah! Hahaaah! Hahaaah!"

Political language is hard to understand 
Than mathematics and physics 
Reason why some universities 
Professors 
Turned puppets  
Of...

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Indian village 
         red ribbons on grouped girls' hairs 
                 vessels rest on waist

       ...

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The stubborn brain, never listens to what I say,
worse yet; he doesn’t want to say a word,
what drove him into this sullen mood? 
It really doesn’t matter however, 
if he is in a good or bad mood because I have a heart  
which is...

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THE AL-ANDALUS QUARTET: PART FOUR
ALMERÍA / UMM AL-MARIYA   2007 AD / 1427 AH 

The traveler who journeys to the City of Almería
arrives at a port where the routes of the ferries,
the whitecaps and waves, the salt-leaden gusts in
the searing white heat, the sculptures...

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Imagine how sad December would seem
if Christmas didn't exist; only the chill
and wind would be felt through the frozen bones,
nobody would live in these northern, frigid zones. 


What was the true purpose of Jesus's birth?
Some even would say that it never occurred,
and why would the...

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God has got many paradoxical characteristics
For example
He is the Giver of Life
And the Giver of Death
He is the Giver of Honor and Prestige
And the Giver of Insult and Humiliation
He is the Most Merciful
And the Most Cruel

God felt the pain and sorrow
When He understood it’s impossible
To...

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I am cornered
by the solemn
barrier of the evening
somewhere, somebody
is adorned with happiness...

Silenced by fatigue
console me birthing clouds
roll into my deepest dreams
a distant thunder different from death...

A woman comes and goes
coming to touch
the waiting years of a man...

I recall her long black Hispanic hair
as I count...

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Sitting quietly on my swing I look up in the early morning sky.
I see  a "Hawk" flying high above me soaring around without a
care in the world he is so happy up there dipping, showing off.
He has just landed across from me in my...

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COPYRIGHT-POETESS MRS. ANJALI DENANDEE,MOM

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MY MADNESS
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I run behind of a fox at the evening in the forest , alone…………..
then it enters in it’s shelter…………..
I can not see it then…………………
I stop then…………..
stand near of it’s shelter……………
and I shout then,like it’s tone……..
yes,it’s tone is my wellknown…………
hook – ka...

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When I think
of the life you lived
I find my inspiration:

to be bold
to laugh loudly
to care greatly
to trust a stranger

to fall in love
to paint with fingers
to expand my mind
to be a woman

to get lost in adventure
to try something new
to take a chance

to put on color
to smile...

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My reality is based on an image created by others
When saying this I take into account all I have learned through life
For everything I have learned is influenced by everyone I have come in contact with through life
Being individual in thought makes us take all...

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Pulling from a dream,
They shake me wide awake,
I hear the clock chiming,
And daylight starts to break,
I’m finally seeing color,
Seeing hues that are brand new,
Setting my sight on the future,
Watch me see it through,
Why shouldn’t I laugh loudly,
Your shame is not my weight,
I can see the...

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