Best Yasmin Poems

When I think of India, I think of dark eyed beauties,
their foreheads painted with decorative red dots,
and I see them moving deliciously in beautiful bright...

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Meeting my homegirls Wilma Neels
and Kim Van Breda with shrieks and squeals
hasty introductions and we're on our way
for a night of reading at Poetry Café

We've...

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Poet Convention

Lost in a poets convention, 
I can't recall every poem, I've read through the years
50518, unique comments I 'validate'--- 
Thank You For Sharing Your...

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101  POETS

I want to thank 101 poets, when words have no limit.
All 101 spots full of flowing imagery and spirit.
Nathan Dilts my #1~writing for...

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Well, it has been one year since I joined Poetry Soup.
I smile now, because I have met this wonderfully diverse group.

August 7th, 2013 was a...

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“Real love brings about calm—not inner torment. True love allows you to be at peace with yourself and with God." Yasmin Mogahed

When you hide behind...

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"Effervescent Eyes"



windows depth
pools reflect light
eyes enchant
radiate truth
convey love
speak in volumes
magic emotions emit.


soft shades glow
wings of beauty
rainbow charms
create aura
absorb views
essence escapes
resonating love breathes life.


*For Yasmin Khan's...

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    "Pinball Wizard"



strange sounds hypnotize from an ARCADE
challenging me to a dual escapade
silver balls wait in line
for fingers to opine
female transforms to...

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This is for you, Mystic Rose,
The closest cyber encounter family tree, my spree
Harry Horsman, Sara K, summer's gone, let's haiku and play.
Achoo contest, butterflies, Parise...

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“Zoloft.” was someone’s loud, quick answer.	
“Yasmin.” I heard, spoke by another.  Huh?		
“Xanax.” Was then offered.						

	While these people shouted, I stared, perplexed.	

“Valium, is inside my...

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Completely absorbed,

             the young zealot rips his foe

     ...

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Well if it isn’t the Italian Princess herself! I just KNEW we’d finally meet. It must be our:
Karma,
Charma
(Whatcha say we…Ow! Look, you left a mark)

I...

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long before i met April
i was a poet true
i had a heart of love 
but no one to give it to
so i put my words...

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Sun blazed;
Crystal clear
Skies, sparkle
Diamonds of
True beauty bliss...

Jamaica Islands
Exports with "JAH LOVE",
NO DISCRIMINATION.

SO Break-Out the tanning-oil
and beach towel kick-off 
your shoes, let your
Hair down N' hang-...

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A warm smile of hello in the sanctuary of poets
The name is Arden G.; here to express not to impress
If I coud do an eye-contact...

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