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 joy and shouts in the void;

Thinking of plans shelved, dreams deferred,
Tears of rejoice and bawl of lonesome cries,
Past of dawns...

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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 name on the new poet list,
I roll out the welcome mat, in hopes you will stay
I am not  afraid...

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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 of dark.

Looking for warmth she reaches far back
Reminiscing allure of moonlit ambiance
When holding hands under luminous stars
Amatory vibes twinkled dreamy...

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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 never will fit
We speak when we should hold our tongues by the throat
and let silence bounce off the air
We verbalize...

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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 it too?We need ,and can love again,and again,and again,love is not a sin! LOVE IS A REAL TRUE WAY TO...

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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 wondrous ways.

I’ve been thinking about our past and the good times you made sure we had along with the food...

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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, I might drown in that sea of ambiguity
and forego all communication with the outside world
forever content staying confined to my...

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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 Krishna, who use to 
please everyone of Gukul village, Gokul is the 
place where the divine Krishna  was brought...

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Before the days of censorship, 
         I longed to be heard, 
no one to keep my secrets safe, 
not a single word-
Everything was out in the open, 
     no voice was silent,
back during...

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Totems are formed through a talisman tribal identity.
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Talisman emblems to the tribal identity.
Totem to raise above the distinctiveness of foreign...

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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 being man.

Trying hard to dispute
that I, could verbalize those words.
World, here, my eloquence.
I speak the language of the free.
Though, can...

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Bigotry's ubiquitous;
its roots entangled in time.
And as intolerance grows,
anxieties start to climb.

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

Strong minds recruit weaker minds;
offering friendship as bait.
And partial truths, target youth;
while preaching doctrines of hate.

Bullies quickly become trapped;
in...

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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 playfulness.  Gokul is the place where the
divine Krishna was brought up by his foster mother Yashoda about 5000 years...

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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 on us 
The rush of life
Became our daily quest
I hope that when my voice becomes silent; 
That my actions will...

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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 hear! By anothers winter's tale!
Let him speak! 
Verbalize his own ideals of the will
Free of justice, back his wealth in...

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