Imam Ali(?)–The Knowledge Gate
Mercy and kindness,You hath
Angelic, assertive and you teaches faith
Modesty and morals you always orates
Altruists and bravery you instructs your mates
Laudability and liberality you donates
Imam Ali(?)in us, Allah's love you creates.
A life of martyrs you like
.For right path, you always play with pikes
Sacrifice and tolerance,you always like.
Today is the day of your birth
Happiness and joy is on the earth.
Everywhere, everyone is in this preparation
Left to right,all are in their celebrations.
In joy of your arrival on the night of this land
Oh,Lion of Allah!Where you stand?
No one of us want this to know.
Oh,Lion of Allah!No one of us is in the martyer's row
For wealth and health, we are on coves.
Allah, bless us with the last one
Light us with the knowledge-sun.
Life like Rasull-allah(?)we want
Allah-Our creator we want
Hazrat Ali(?)-Our leader we want
Categories:
donates, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Other
The gold of the chest is broken,
and the hand that falls hard becomes rice,
The fruit turns into iron when it goes inside.
The force that makes it strong
The giver one day becomes the eater,
as night.
He is now a merchant,
Not a farmer, a bloody knife.
With one hand, he now donates,
He took it back with another hand. Very nice!
Who will say that it was mixed with the ground?
Two days ago, Now that is above the sky.
Day after day passed
Night after night
the little flowers that smile in the yard
Now the shoe walks upon it
and it does not hesitate to grind.
The man thought he was working
Forgot that he is also a citizen
The farmer lost, and the merchant also in a fight
In the end,
He realizes that he is the most arrogant grain
He is also the mice.
Categories:
donates, feelings, inspirational, mental health,
Form: Rhyme
The gold of the chest is broken,
and the hand that falls hard becomes rice,
The fruit turns into iron when it goes inside.
The force that makes it strong
The giver one day becomes the eater,
as night.
He is now a merchant, Not a farmer, a bloody knife.
With one hand, he now donates, He took it back with another hand. Very nice!
Who will say that it was mixed with the ground?
Two days ago, Now that is above the sky.
Day after day passed
Night after night
the little flowers that smile in the yard
Now the shoe walks upon it, and it does not hesitate to grind.
The man thought he was working
Forgot that he is also a citizen
The farmer lost, and the merchant also in a fight
In the end,
He realizes that he is the most arrogant grain
He is also the mice.
Categories:
donates, destiny, grief, mystery, natural
Form: Rhyme
retired beautician
arms, elbow deep in shampoo
volunteers daily at the local elder care
residents line up
three doorways deep
down the hall
waiting their turn
at free furbish
she donates time and energy
knowing that she may be
the only outsider
they've seen or heard all week
she chooses her words with caution
none flow slipshod off her tongue
she goes home, strangely satisfied
May 3, 2023
Refining Consciousness
Unseeking Seeker
a refining of the attribute of poor self-esteem
on the part of the residents as well as the beautician
Categories:
donates, 11th grade, blessing, hair,
Form: Free verse
The Masked Singer is an entertainer on stage in masquerade
A baker by day; a singer by night with accolade
The Masked Singer dresses as a male and sometimes female
He is a ***** but with many personalities of a strong male
The masked one bakes bread in the morning
Before dawn donates bread in an orphanage
That's what he does in bright days of living
Sings and dance in the evening passage
The masked male renders songs of praise
To God and to all of humane haste
Once he was awarded in the Hall of Craze
Disguising as a singing pauper on streets of blaze
It's a short-lived life narrated about the masked singer
Who died shortly after a sponsored-play with a ringer
A runaway train in the dark that ran over
His untenable body wringed and flattened headless
Yards away from the rail... a rolling head of the masked singer
"I dedicate this simple poem to a friend representing all other hardworking LGBTQs of the World who offer more than enough of themselves in saving other people's lives."
(Prosebite)
Categories:
donates, giving, image, inspirational, uplifting,
Form: Narrative
POETRY ART
poetry is art
to brighten light and
donates life
to shadow...
POETRY
poetry understands
the pain
as a lesson...
and pleasure as
award...
POETRY AND BEAUTY
Beauty only realizes
its essence,
when the light
of poetry
reveals it...
FORMS OF POETRY
Poetry is:
voice that ignites,
words that breathe,
thoughts that reverie...
POETRY AND LIFE
sans poetry
I would have life...
but void
it would be... !
Categories:
donates, allegory, allusion, analogy, appreciation,
Form: Light Verse
What makes a man a Daddy, let’s give that some thought.
Is it the seed that he donates or maybe some diapers that he bought?
Could it be a video game given, or the latest shiny phone?
Was it when he divorced your mother and left you all alone?
I can’t imagine that a real Daddy could ever abandon his kids.
Isn’t that something that being a good Christian forbids?
Imagine that your children wanted to serve to keep you free.
Would a Daddy kick them out? Think of that family tree.
I believe a Daddy would be there invariably through thick or thin.
No matter what a book might tell him, he would never abandon his kin.
I would give my life for my kids; I would even forfeit my soul.
They will get all that I have, down to my last spoon and bowl.
My children are mine forever, that’s a promise set in stone.
They will forever be welcome, in my unconditional home.
As a Daddy, I’ll show them support, even when I think they’re wrong.
I will never make them feel, like they’re alone, and don’t belong.
Categories:
donates, dad,
Form: Rhyme
Enchanted
By the pleasure felt
When His hand
Brushes mine
Captivated
By the wonder, desire
When His lips
Fell across my own
Hypnotized
By sapphire eyes, piercing
My own with an embrace
Like I’ve never known
Mesmerized
By the details of light
Pouring over my smile
Reminding me why
I’m alive
Fascinated
By a dreamy whisper
A sigh that clings to my breath
Murmuring, relishing
The surprise felt
This magic, this spell
Beguiling my heart and soul
To believe that romance
Love that is deemed best
Washes my mind, my spirit
In a feeling that is rich
Vibrating with feelings
And I love… with a tenderness
That will not question or doubt
Love this haunting, this loud
In the end, love wins
And the music donates
Its passion to my feelings
With a fairytale charm
That never leaves my heart
Magical Spell Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori
March 11, 2022
Categories:
donates, love, magic, romance, romantic,
Form: Free verse
The liquor of poetry is sweet...
Donates taste to life,
moves the ideas,
sweetens the mind...
Kiss us ardently,
offer us love,
exults our existence...
Savour it,
with constancy...!
It benefits the soul... !
Categories:
donates, allegory, allusion, analogy, drink,
Form: Light Verse
i do not fight
nor fail neither stress life..
whatever it donates me
i praise, accept
and attempt well Live... !
Categories:
donates, allusion, appreciation, extended metaphor,
Form: Light Verse
Friend makesLife Trend,friend sacrifice life,he donates his time even though when he is weary.friend does not makes the life as Fri end.f-fruitgiver,r-rider,i-indicator,e-enthusiasor,n-naughty player,d-dearestcreator.byg.anuthangavel
Categories:
donates, 1st grade,
Form: Rhyme
stoic hen species
donates to the human cause
all pieces, guts, heart
Categories:
donates, allegory, allusion, creation, imagery,
Form: Haiku
Humility is a fantasy
Born out of a narcissistic mind
He who appears to care so much
Convinces fools with niceties - most times
The image pushes away the camera
Yet poses with a smile
He donates money
Anonymous - In devilish style
His gospel flows freely
He has a restless appetite for the applause
We stare in admiration - amazement
Convinced - he's doing it for the cause
When he’s exposed we say there's Karma
A self-justification for ignoring all the signs
We were mesmerized by his performance
We silently idolized
Beware of the image
The image could be a reflection of you
Perhaps this isn't about admiring him
As much as it is about desiring admiration too?
Categories:
donates, abuse, angel, corruption, grave,
Form: Rhyme
She wears a pine tree on her sweater,
her skirt is the green of the valley,
gray hair done up in long braids,
she is someone's grandma who
has seen a few miles as her wrinkles show,
a woman who has kept her glow.
She wears a pine tree on her sweater,
friends know that she enjoys the outdoors,
taking walks with her trusty old dog
along the lower trails of the mountain near,
carrying her diamond willow walking stick
helping her from tripping which is a trick.
She wears a pine tree on her sweater,
donates to environmental causes,
receiving sets of self-addressed labels
which she applies to envelopes of
recycled paper of Christmas cheer,
showing Bambi the loving and sweet deer.
She wears a pine tree on her sweater,
a symbol of wisdom and longevity,
it is a sacred one among the tribes
of the land of the Red Sunrise,
she is a proud American Native,
who displays her tree as being creative.
Categories:
donates, mountains, native american, nature,
Form: Free verse
Love is greater joy
of our lives ...
The smile is lightning
of joy ...
Joy is the sun!
The greatest joy,
is the unexpected ...
The smile is our sun,
private, personal ...
Joy is a
attracttive tree that donates
superb fruits ...
The cheerful ones are those
who made up for their pain ...
My joy for you ...
Your joy for me:
recipe for happiness ...!
Categories:
donates, allegory, allusion, happiness, joy,
Form: Free verse
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