Best Verbalize Poems

As I stand mindfully, facing mirror of my life,
Juxtaposition of yesteryears’ reflections revive 
Mountains of grief and valleys of despairs,
Heartwarming wins and heartbreaking losses,
Echoes strumming...

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~Life Support~

Welcome New Poet To Poetry Soup, 
I offer you a warm smile, in hopes you come back another day.
From the moment I spot your...

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Riding distressed air, thoughts wander off 
Disrupting poise and shaking her resolve
As the blue skies yield to darkened clouds 
And sunny day concedes to advent...

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We don't expect something from nothing 
but always keep hope lightly lit
We want what we know won't be quite good for us
and force situations which...

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Keeploving "This is "One Word" .Do you as a poet "Hear it as "Oneword"? I hear it ,and now you as a poet can hear...

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Hi Dad, I miss you. I’m sure you’re very happy up there and all the prep you did while you were sick paid off in...

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Indistinct, they circumnavigate in the raw ~ 
they’re thoughts unprocessed and unpolished
ethereal and feral, nothing more than impulses really 

If it were up to me,...

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Radha’s  Song-   A folk Song of India  2/2

Prelude

This folk song is based on the childhood incidents 
of naughty 8-10 years old...

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Before the days of censorship, 
         I longed to be heard, 
no one to keep my secrets...

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Totems are formed through a talisman tribal identity.
                 ...

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At last I am free
from a language that
tried to subdue me;
And all the faces from my past.
That of statured men (on knees)
stripped from sacred dignity-
from...

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Bigotry's ubiquitous,
its roots entangled in time.
And when intolerance grows,
anxieties tend to climb.

Using angry, hurtful rants,
racists verbalize their fears.
And sneer as innocence cries,
unmoved by the flow...

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That day will come 
When I can no longer utter my deepest thoughts 
When you won't be able to read them either

Life has crept up...

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Prelude

This folk song is based on the childhood incidents of  8-10 years old Krishna, who use to
please everyone of Gukul village by his loving...

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He the heir of ding a-ling
Not to proclaim again 
The universe; below the belt of lonesome theme 
Nothing like Euripedes scale?
Warriors! Abide no more!
Let him...

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