Long Leila Poems

Late night summons madmen, 
madams, bold streetwalkers, 
picking pennies from the gutters 
as the merchants close their shutters 
and the homeless crouch in doorways 
in their rags, against the cold. 
Black or white, no compromise,...

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Late night summons madmen, 
madams, bold streetwalkers, 
picking pennies from the gutters 
as the merchants close their shutters 
and the homeless crouch in doorways 
in their rags, against the cold. 
Black or white, no compromise,...

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I was born the eighth among nine siblings .One sister Gladyss Darlene ,seven years older ,died after five days from a condition she would have probably survived had she been born in the hospital.I have...

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Late night summons madmen, 
madams, bold streetwalkers,
picking pennies from the gutters
as the merchants close their shutters
and the homeless crouch in doorways
in their rags, against the cold.
Black or white, no compromise,
no colours clothe the empty streets,
as...

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Late night summons madmen, 
madams, bold streetwalkers, 
picking pennies from the gutters 
as the merchants close their shutters 
and the homeless crouch in doorways 
in their rags, against the cold. 
Black or white, no compromise,...

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Late night summons madmen, 
madams, bold streetwalkers, 
picking pennies from the gutters 
as the merchants close their shutters 
and the homeless crouch in doorways 
in their rags, against the cold. 
Black or white, no compromise,...

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Is there anyone who knows me?
I am the secret that cannot be solved without living in it,
Even if there aren't many people who are unaware of me,
It is still hard to identify me.

Nightingles sung their...

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...inspired by 'Rhapsody On A Windy Night'
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...inspired by 'Rhapsody On A Windy Night'
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Nightscapes

...inspired by 'Rhapsody On A Windy Night' 
       by T.S. Eliot


Late night summons
madmen, madams, bold streetwalkers,
picking pennies from the gutters
as the merchants close their shutters
and the homeless crouch in...

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Down here in this little country
Town

Everybody friendly

No, I don’t think so

On the corner of vine and north
Sit’s a crack head

Asking for spare change

To buy some food

When they spot clear out, I
Think he forgets

Or the store...

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My Ducklings,
Like roses,
They’re soft and delicate,
With thorns, 
They’re ready to prick 

My Ducklings, 
Hard like rocks,
Study like bamboo

My Ducklings, 
Like a butterfly,
Their transformations are unique,
Beautiful
Like a dog 
Loyalty is key
Like a beaver, 
Their work ethic...

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I Am
By Leila Bourne, grade 12

I am Leila
I am melancholy and empowered
I wonder about the dreams of suffering refugees
I hear the twinkling of pixie dust over a young child’s fading innocence
I see atmospheric potions and...

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ROYGBIV do you know what it is?
Rainbow color it's what I miss
Tiny little one hopped on my shoulder
Come with me we'll fly over there

A bright yellow circles on your right wing
And orange on your left...

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I remember the day we first met
Those pinkish cheek. How can I forget?

Like flowers in spring that bloom
I heard my heart beat like drum, boom!

Together we climbed the highest hill
Together we shared each others chill...

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Lord of my life is God*, granting me genuine liberty
Endowing me blessings to share and give earnestly
Imparting to me divine nature of spiritual impact
Loving me so much; guiding me through His leading
Assured am I of...

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Beloved, the Inevitable

Sky without the moon
Ring without the stone
Song without the melody
Garden without the rose
Shell without the pearl
Shelf without the books
Bottle without the perfume
Israel without Moses
Deserts without the sands
Monsoon with the rain
Body without the Heart
Leila...

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in Pando's shadow a young maiden sings
wander'd to and fro peat bog feet sloshing
auburn locks adorned in daisy crowned rings
quite unaware that something was watching 

one with thick skinned carion heart at core
to scavenge Middlemist's...

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Cappuccino café

Leila Alaoui

Why does one have to die?
So that we can see the bold and noble heart
That used to beat with passion, why?
Her smile now, heaven sent from the sky

Her beauty would have fooled most...

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Some can only process hatred 
Tell them not about love 
Nor confide in them about beauty 
Nor any positive thoughts 
For they would sooner condemn 
Without mercy than let reason 
Invade their nasty little universes...

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             * A Star Danced*


So ebony soft is indeed this night.
However, only to be lit by a dancing star.
I watched with profound amazement,
At all the ballet moves it knew...

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(The Torre Vela is a prominent castle tower
at the "prow" of the Alhambra Palace, and
dominates the Spanish city of Granada.)

My lame-ass lips can't even draw 
McDonalds milkshake through a straw: 
and if I must 
run...

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I first saw you sitting on that flower
My heart won't stop it's beating faster 
When you look at me I melt like a candle
Your smile so inviting, I went out of control

So bewitched by your...

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(Torre Vela = prominent tower, part of
the Alhambra palace, Granada, Spain)

My lame-ass lips can't even draw 
McDonalds milkshake through a straw: 
and if I must 
run for the bus, 
I take an oxygen inhaler. 
You...

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The night so cold and dark
The stars hidden can't see them spark
Moon light covered with thick cloud
Howling I heard sounds so loud

Inside the bush and thick forest
I found hungry and vicious beast
No one dares for...

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