Best Platform Poems

The only soup, which blends the flavors from every nook of the world.
I too am an ingredient and I feel proud.
Not a pro, still today I count my writes.
I thankyou all for this wonderful platform:)


To my surprise,
No family member ever admires,
What I write and how I describe.

Neither I am an English student.
Nor am I a...

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I said I'm on a train to meet you,
But you won't be waiting there,
I look around the platform,
I guess you really don't care.

I used to ask for you to be here,
But now I just want your call back,
But I can't find you here,
So I guess it's time to pack.

I drag my suitcase along,
And wonder through...

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Corn silk flags the wind
Sunflowers dance the road's ditch
sun falls down the sky
leave me end of day wonder
tip like a wink over pond.

Sheri Fresonke Harper...

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The world is a platform
And the people the audience
Waiting for you to perform
You are a star
Your inspiration their reform


Hope you could do your best
Stand up and be counted
Be the first
There are difficulties
But forget the worst
The world is your guest
So go higher 
Yeah higher than mount Everest


For if you perform right
You steal the spot light
And you...

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*Suicide* 

Suicide is not the answer,
But there's no option..
People fight for there stand,
People fight within themself..
Nothing been on there side,
None is there to support them..

Suicide is not the answer,
But there's no option..
Life is just a race,
Love, care, respect are left behind..
Blaming insulting are trending,
As money can buy love, respect, care..

Suicide is not the answer,
But there's...

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I stand ’tween the rails looking back at the gate
With lips pursed I swallow and choke,
And I thank God that I’m still standing alive
Not going from platform to smoke.

Not going from platform to smoke in a blink
Or just in an hour and a half,
“We really have got this machine running smoothly.”
The camp commandant would laugh.

The...

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ART, MY PLATFORM
I art, therefore, I am
Let your life be your Art 
Something you paint with your heart
Taking care to make every part, a symphony of colors
The way your feet lovingly graze the earth 
Like paint stroking on the canvas
Sketching the soil, each step with prudence
You were born with this Craft, this inner beauty
You don’t...

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And on this weary platform love is seldom found, 
to boast of love that's certain, 
a love that's so profound.

On the wall the scribblings of all we feel and do, 
sharing good adventure even a joke or two. 

And if they find their lover 
they all disappear, 
but some will still be scrolling, 
posting they...

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Insufficient Containerization
         (My Campaign Platform for 2016)

Litter is out of control in these here United States
An un-Godly blight on the landscape, home of the free 
This is a disgrace and shame on this fine country
What do other nations think?
Why; they think we are a bunch of heathen...

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Drama on Social Media

With every passing day 
and every passing hour
world comes closer,
globe contracts
with silvery lustre
of social media.

Some, call this media 
a social monster,
others, addicted badly,
few, known for moderate use
for purpose and reason.

It is the platform of continuous drama 
of uniting friends and foes,
art and the artists,
leaders and the bidders,
entertainers and commoners,
gossipers and chatters.

It’s the...

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One million memories are circling around my form,
Shouting and laughing and complaining just being,
Average cause its expected and planned just easy.
I am shaking, exhausted and drenched in bags, but happy, 
Leaning now, alone, against the comforting wall,
On grey platform 3, 

Waiting, with shadows, on the marauding, hollering shell,
To take me home away from homeless hell.

People,...

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His nails are curled like snails 
Beard, wet as a net failed to bail
Eyes looked sad as a fish
Having nothing in front to wish. 

He murmured something to do bushes 
Feeling was awkward to the rumors 
Muttering meanings to the gushes 
Sweating salts to the toes. 

Waving hands to the 'odds' 
Weeping eyes smiled to...

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The semantics always seem the same
While waiting for the morning train
Sat on the platform draped in rain

Just another statistic numbers
Emotionless state of zombie slumber

Wrapped up heads in over-sized earphones
And sun designer indoor glasses
Bough on a phone bought into by the masses 
Only to be tracked and profiled into classes

Surf through a tide of drawn empty...

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He's A Pedophile President
In love with himself, and the Republican Party
He says healthcare is not for me, cause' I have cancer and that I should just die
I say wow to the Economic recovery, more tax cuts for the wealthy whore's
trump says jobs, low pay, part time, no benifits, all money to the wealthy
Get outta here...

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Shoved into the light
Speeding through the tunnel bright….
Smashed with all its might...

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