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Lost In Love

LOST IN LOVE


Winter is over 
The rains have stopped
Flowers now in bloom

His voice calls out my name
His tender lips touch mine
His caresses soft and warm
Delightfully sublime

Smothered with his kisses
Sweet as the taste of wine
Love is wild flower
Untouched by tests of time

He brought me to his banquet
Filled with sweetness from above
“Drink deep, oh my darling
Let us lose ourselves in love.”

More Beautiful

Can there be a more beautiful Snowflake
To rest upon your pink nose 
 Yet melt almost immediately 
Like frost on a fragile Rose?

Can there be a more beautiful Lily
To bloom in the month of May
Which releases so potent a perfume
That it takes your breath away?

Can there be a more beautiful Beach
To walk on with bare feet,
One with soft powder white sands
And a breeze to temper the heat?

Can there be a more beautiful Rainbow
That arches across the sky
As showers pour in profusion
Like tears across your eye?

Can there be a more beautiful Sunset
With glorious colours to end the day  
So wonderful a closing scene
That it makes you want to stay?  

Yes! When enjoyed together 
With the love of your life;
So enjoy all these, and more,
With your husband or your wife.
Form: Rhyme

Have You Ever Seen a Commie Drink a Glass of Water

Vodka
That is what they drink
never water
on no account will a Commie ever drink water
and not without good reason
water that's what I'm getting at
water is the source of all life
seven tenths of this Earth's surface is water
why do you realize that 70 percent of you is water
as human beings you and I 
need fresh pure water to replenish our precious bodily fluids.
are you beginning to understand

That’s why I drink only distilled water
rainwater
or pure-grain alcohol

Have you ever heard of a thing called fluoridation
do you realize that fluoridation is the most monstrously conceived 
the most and dangerous Communist plot we have ever had to face
© Nigel Fox  Create an image from this poem.


Halloween Moon

Halloween Moon Crabs


A tide rises to leave behind hundreds of tossed colourful halloween moon crabs to stroll

Craving social connections like homeless souls furtively hunting their unsown roots

Celtic calendar hides matronly lunar freeing guised children and bodiless souls

Five more years for the halloween moon, till then crabby purple claws in orange suits 




October10, 2015
Contest: Halloween Moon
Sponsor: Eve Roper
Form: Quatrain
Form: Quatrain

My Garden Flourishes

I'm in the garden of my life
Stumbling- I fall over rocks
I walk each step dignified
Standing tall - life is justified
The flowers bloom I reminisce
The buds flourish in my mind
The past coming up , just what shall I find?
Colors are ever so radiant and brilliant
I tell you , I love you and want you still
Cherishing each memory in my heart
The world at my feet - I see
This beautiful landscape enchanting me
I wish upon a star in the twilight
I see the constellations shine at night
And a pregnant star enlightens me
Born a falling star in my sight
And the muse listens delicately
Apollo leads my way with the arts
And I show my reflections with my soul
I write the words that make me whole
Listening you have the given opportunity
To cherish my thoughts indeed in your womb
I recollect in time , I'll open the door
And granted my words are relished
I'd say each poem that I portray
May bloom in your personality , each given day....
© Stacey Law  Create an image from this poem.

Visual of a Verso

(Wined Floor)

The wine brewed without
Drip drop drip drop
Visual temptations lured me
My bronze tresses wet
Down the nape to my soul
Red painted toes
Danced on the wined floor
Decked for love.

Balveen Cheema
Contest: Visual Of A Verso
August 20, 2015


Drink On the Nightstand

A drink on the nightstand calls
To me who would be the listener
To hear what he has to say
About what happens in this room.
The water within the pale, clear cup
Is lined with lipstick and plastic
But all the while he still cries
As though the lips who touch him are his.
A drink on the nightstand screams my name
Come and taste what I have to give
But I know that one sip of his poisonous nectar
And no longer my life shall I live
For you are the drink within its tall
Drink on the nightstand that calls.
Form: Sonnet

My Fondest Wish

I stare across this lonely room
at your picture on the shelf!
All your lovely memories
have me feeling sorry for myself!

It's been awhile since you've been gone,
but doesn't seem that way.
I feel you're with me all the time,
each and every day!

I try so hard to carry on
and do the best I can.
I find it near impossible 
to accept it like a man!

My friends and family give support
to help me through these times.
I know it's up to me to straighten out,
and that's the bottom line!

So I'll have a talk with the Man upstairs
and pray He'll help me face the fact,
that you're up there with him now,
and you're not coming back!

So, Honey, there you have it.
You'll always be my wife,
but, you're not with me anymore,
I have to get on with my life!

That is my intention,
that's what I plan to do.
My fondest wish when I expire,
is to be, up there again, with you!

Ralph Taylor
12/15/18
Form: Rhyme

First Trip

When we travel first time 
All alone to a new country 
Many worries will land 
Along with you at the airport. 

Somebody at the immigration 
Will be scanning our eyes 
Using the camera lenses 
To take an image of our worries, 
The colors of our dreams 
From our thumb impressions.
The dates of our solitude 
Will be stamped on our passport. 

San Francisco, when did I land 
Into your colorful dreams 
Like a silent computer robot 
By loaning my village memories. 

-----

Jul 24,2016
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Love Thyself

self,
Don't back down,
swinging and fighting, 
is not the only way to go down.

disregard the hurt, 
and look for love,
it's hard to know,
that you can find someone to truly love.
 
you've tried so many times before,
but is this so bad,
you've given up,
and that's why you're mad.

you should change,
which takes some time,
evaluate the inside,
and forget the mind.

don't you remember, 
that you are all that you have,
no one will love you,
the way that you have,

please give it some thought,
before you give up,
this is your fortune, 
Not just your luck. 

love Whitley R. Fields
Form: ABC

Oh Black Americans

Oh! Black Americans,  
Africa is your motherland 
And most Africans love you 
Not because you are called African Americans 
And lost your African mother tongues
And cultures. 
Being called Americans while speaking 
African dialects , suit the most. 
Did you hear about some people called "European Americans" in USA
 To trace where they came from?

Oh!Black Americans, 
I can advise you to learn " Swahili" and Continue to develop it in America.
Or mix up some African languages and come out with your new  lingo -  version and call it " Americaans" which will be differ to American English. 
Make sure majority of Africans understand Americaans 
Like  Afrikaans  in Germany,  Belgium and Nederland.  
Afrikaans could be called "Europeans" because it is  a mixture of some European languages. 
People speaking it are proudly Africans 
As they are citizens 
Of Africa. 
They don't forget their motherland either. 
If you wish to come back 
To  one of 54 African countries  to stay,  
The doors are always opened for you. 

Oh!Black Americans, 
Some Tamil, Telugu, Urdu
Hindi,Marathi, Tulu, 
Malayalam, Marwari, Odia,
Bengali, Kannada, 
Memoni, Gujarati, 
Sindhi,Konkani
Awadhi people were slaves in South Africa
 And they ended up being 
South African Citezens 
They forgot slavary and 
Worked so hard to get wealths 
Now majority of them are very rich 
Than many people in India and pakistan
They did not  forget their cultures
 And traditions.

Oh! Black Americans , 
Remember, 
In Africa ,
For Bantu to love and 
Hate each other , it is not a new acappella.
In Asia , 
For Tamilians to love and 
Hate each other,  it is not a new salsa. 
In India, 
For Telugu to love and 
Hate each other ,It is not a new lyric. 
In South Africa,
For Afrikaners and British people to love and
Hate each other,  it is not new samba.
In Belgium, 
For walloons and flamands  to love and 
Hate each other,  it is not a new rhythm.
In Canada , 
For French and British people to love and
Hate each other , it is not a new rhumba.

Remember ,
Hate and love are enemies
Who always lived together
From their creation. 

By Alfonso Warally Ngengethe 
             Mussabwa Chris

Malala In

Happy; as MALALA back to School,
Toweling our Tuesday Tears.



*	*	*	*	*	*

In the name GULMAKAYI.......
The valley of Maize flowers
Activism she got fromfather
Who namedher after MALAYI
Banning music, movies & schooling;
Filled her pen in blood for blog.
Giving “BLOWS TO CANNONS” she blogged
Gone was the sleepof BLACK-THALIBAN.

*	*	*	*	*	*

On a Tuesday back from school;
Dreaming peace in Swath Valley,
Giggling with friends in bus
Heard theshout “Who is MALALA?”
Rushing, screaming, the bus was blocked;
Shot the little princess and friends,
Fading flowers from dreams they fell;
Turning ‘Swath’ in mourning red.


*	*	*	*	*	*

Tubes and wires as necklaces.....
She lay in bed ofWORLD’S LOVE
Doctors, surgeries, medicines and prayers;
Blessed us to hear her again

*	*	*	*	*	*

Oh God! give the courage of MALALA;
To every ‘blossom bud’ of world,
To fight and win against the GUNS
Turning our world a HEAVEN.
Form: Rhyme

Murder Me With Thy Love

have gone through 
Many murders
Throughout my life
Cold-blooded,
Savage and heart-wrenching.
Heart lost it's zeal
But the one that 
Made me to 
Live in a mausoleum 
Without getting died
Is thy love
Dagger of ur 
Love pierced my flesh
Ate my ligaments
And spitted the remnants
Like a devouring wolf
Don't murder me with 
Thy love...
Coz,i have already lost
The chime of my voice
When u losed the key
To open my heart
© Sneha Nair  Create an image from this poem.

Karnataka Division

Point To Be Noted
Q.If some women say we want to go to Mosque or Golden temple in bikini would that be OK?
Ans.No,because that place is not their property.Sure women can wear anything in public place but not those places which requires dress code.
Form: Rubai

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