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Premium Member How to? Why do?

Why disturb a functioning country? Why force untried 
Socialogical patterns.? Why dis-place positive gender
Roles? Why encourage seperate (communitys?)  Then
Advise coming together? (Why?) Why would anyone do
Such iniquity.? Why encourage more people into higher
Education? When there was not enough opportunity?
Thereby leaving manual workplaces needing more applicants? Why cause less birth rates? Encourage even.?
Why alter course? in a (false medical emergency) after
Taking world class advice to go through! to gain bodily
Immunity.?? Why do such evils? Why encourage women
To compete with men? Espicially In hard sports' Why.?
Form: Narrative


Saigon 2019

Saigon 2019


Vibrant, vivid, exciting
A city on the move
Becoming a world-class city
Yet still with a Saigon swagger

Wandering the streets
Dodging the traffic
Admiring the women
Enjoying the food

Saigon enters my heart
And I know that I will be back
This city is growing on me
Reminds me of Korea 

One hopes that as it develops
It will not become a carbon copy
Of other big Asian cities
Obliterating its past

In search of a false modern image
I hope it can retain 
What makes Saigon Saigon
And not become another Gangnam

Hope it does it with Saigon style
And the people will evolve
The country will emerge
And become what it should be 

The Paris of the East
This is my vision 
as I wander about 
enjoying Saigon in 2019
© Jake Aller  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Quatrain

Moody Love All

The Masked " You Might Know Me"
Made his in ring debut, Mangeged
by " Gone Tour Me" he challenged
Dale B. Finer. Out classed by Y.M.K.M.
Finer sucummed to a Grall Gamers
Bearhug .

In what's said to be 
A world class series of
Manuvers, 
"The World's Bestest Ever"
         Ulster Besputin
                Verses 
"Moody" Belkez Butaev
Ended at 31:00 when
Butaev used a Cattlemen's Beal
To position Besputin for the
pin.

"Big Money Grip" Dax Dollbouis
Beat Lammy Loco via submittion
With the Casters Canyon Victory Roll
:57 .An Areana record.

The Bankday Brawler and Ghetto Suchi 
 Beat Tissey Tilmon and Fattey Frikston
In a tagteam encounter, Frikston
Was on the receiving end of a
Louisiana Jaw Jam(right cross)

And in the main event
Members of "The Roster"
"Los Natralous " Javolen Suet
And "Tangles" Tanna Simmers
Went head to head with
Gym. Guy Frankie and
Badboy Boston
The bout ended in a
No DQ when the referee
From und Sommers lyre
And Javolens  magic flute
In the he ring.

This has been Kelp Seaworthy with
Kelp Seaworthy Reports.
Form: Ballad

Nora Aunor

By George P. Lumayag
https://georgelumayag.weebly.com

The Super Snow Moon lighted our bleeding hearts,
That we’re staging the National Arts Month in February;
It reminded us to the king like the powerful wolf 
Who defaced the rules of artistry
That he butted his unverified thoughts 
To the heroine’s genuine and overconfident performances of art 
That surpassed beyond a national badge of honor.

Aunor’s highly praised body of work inspires us
And her humble legendary origin conquers the borders
Of music, television, film and theater. 

In our digital age, her extraordinary achievements
In various international film festivals crown her
As world-class actress.

Her artistic and brilliant talents exceeded the elements
Of being the National Artist, 
But a thunder and lightning of judgment 
Seemed like a twist from a daylight to Super Blood Wolf Moon Eclipse,
That disgraced the discretionary power of the king,
Who included undesirable factors other than artistry
And unceremoniously deleted her honor.


The resounding assertions of the noble souls 
May have figuratively incarnated the national icon,
May have patriotically penned Nora Aunor’s magnificent works, 
And may have glorified back the artistic contributions of a genius,
Who shall have been lionized for being... 
The people’s National Artist!

Premium Member Welcome To Aruba

Aruba, Caribbean’s exclusive resort,
Fabulous in every way
A delightful place to honeymoon
an island playground
the people are accommodating, helpful and kind

World class dining
Fabulous dishes you cannot get anywhere else
be sure to nap, there is a fantastic night life
activities to suit loungers and hikers
the people are lovely, friendly, courteous

Aruba, the place to come and play
To relax and have fun
To make memories that will crush other memories
Caribbean’s exclusive resort
Where natives do whatever they can to get you to your Shangri-La

I highly recommend it
Would move there if I could take my relatives
For now, I am satisfied to visit
As many times a year as my purse allows
I will be back, friends! I will be back!


Patradoot Or the Messenger 3/Many

Patradoot or The Messenger 3/Many
Originally written in Hindi by my late 
father Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor




English version by Ravindra K Kapoor


The moment you will hear,  the voice of my heart,

You will become pious, like the showering raindrops,

Taking shapes from my expressions, 

To shower the rains of Love,  on my beloved’s heated heart.


Ravindra

Kanpur India. 11th May 2010                           to continue in 4





Transliteration of Hindi poem in English- Patradoot or the Messenger.



Sunte Hi Sangeet Hradaya Ka,

Tu Pavitra Ho Jayega,

Udgaron Ka Rup Dharega,

Prem Virsti Burseyega.



By Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor
Freedom Fighter and writer, Poet & Dramatist
(1889-1994)

Background of this Epic 

The Patradoot was written originally by my later father
Dr.Amar Nath Kapoor in 1932. He had joined India’s
Freedom struggle in 1920 on the call of Mahatma Gandhi.
From 1920 till 1947 (India got freedom in 15th Aug. 1947)
my father was in active movement as Congressman and 
Gandhi’s non violent soldier. For many a time he was 
imprisoned for many months to more than a years sometimes.

During one such imprisonment he wrote this epic and sent
it to my mother secretly as a gift for her and to get it printed 
and circulated among the masses to create awareness for 
India’s freedom. The book was printed by my mother in 
Hindi and some of this epic was circulated also, but the 
British confiscated the book and press of my father around
1933. I was born in 1950 in a free India. I am trying to bring
this great writing of my father in English which portrays more
than the translation of the epic, so the world may
come to know about this otherwise lost and forgotten great 
great epic and the sacrifices of my patents towards India’s
freedom struggle.

Gandhi Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor left active politics after 1947 
and devoted rest of his life in 
writing easy mass literature and wrote many Dramas, 
Poetry books, epics. All his other literary 
works were mainly written from 1955 to 1990. 
He left this mortal world in 1994. Unfortunately many of his
World class work could not be published so far and Patradoot
is one of them.

Ravindra

Premium Member Iambic Skates

A long, long time ago, when I was young,
on watching skaters move on Poets’ Pond,
(some gliding with great skill, some taking falls).
I donned skates of my own and I began. . . 
Around, around I went, and in my mind,
a lilting rhythm came and said to me:
Go ON and ON and ON and ON and ON.
But I was youthful, restless, uninspired. . .
I left that pond and put my skates away,
to take a path removed from poetry.

Ten years became a decade, then ten more,
and suddenly, a new millennium!
My muse, now heartened, came to me and brought
those skates, which for so long, I had not used.
A bit unsure, I stood beside that pond.
The skates seemed more attractive now. They gleamed!
And something else - new thoughts came to my mind!
The things I’d dreamed and lost; the things I’d gained
came flooding over me; then said my muse -
Go ON and ON and ON and ON and ON. . . 

I noticed all around me other souls
who often showed completely different styles!
Some glided with elaborate smooth moves
while others whirled and danced with arabesques.
The artists leapt and made me catch my breath,
another group did spins to make me laugh.
Some moved, at times, with jolts, and some fell down,
but rarely did a one of them fall out!
For all of them shared passion for one thing -
and so to Poets’ Pond we’d all been drawn.

Go ON and ON and ON and ON and ON,
my sweet muse whispered, and I could not stop.
I tried to model those who skated free,
for some of them made circles all around
me, and I dearly wished that I could be
among that group, glean popularity!
But all I really know and like to do
is move to my own beat. Iambic skates
are those that fit me best. No world-class star
I’ll ever be in poetry’s new world,
but ON I’ll go - and ON and ON and ON. .

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Form: Bio

Premium Member Marshmallow Clouds

Masses of creamy clouds give me pause, in sweetest summer,
as they drift away like honey dreams, in lazy days of slumber.
Radiant, world class travelers, changing colors like sun jewels,
sharing secrets, like winking stars, in mystic, creeping rituals.
Here today, gone tomorrow, like pink dragonfly, gilded by sun.
Maybe faces will soon be imagined, in forms, so like gold, spun.
Always they seem very near, from green mountaintop so lofty,
letting one have a glimpse of heaven, while enjoying a coffee.
Lavender and lace is oft seen at even, floating off to nowhere,
or perhaps to rest in mysterious, gemmed bedrooms in the air.
White, cotton candy afternoon cloud, very puffy, is such a softy!

Caramel clouds of chocolate sunrise, awaiting a turquoise hour,
looming over burnt earth forever, dancing with colored flowers!
Oppressive at times, when angry, yet making up with rainbows,
utterly beautiful, silvery and rosy, like crescent moon, up close.
Directionless, like rambling, mauve rose, blind to joy she elicits.
So often racy, an adventurous spirit, she douses gold narcissus.
Form: Acrostic

Lauren Steadman

Lauren is originally a Paralympic swimmer, 
But her uncle guided her into the triathlon, 
A third of which involves outdoor swimming, 
And did her first one in 2011, came second. 

Born without a lower right arm, she’s won, 
Many a Paralympic, World and Euro title, 
And in swimming, 2009, won the Worlds,
In Rio, the 4x100m freestyle relay 34pts.

In that same year in Reykjavik in Iceland, 
Lauren won the bronze 400m freestyle S9, 
And in Berlin in 2011, at the Euro Champs, 
Lauren took freestyle 4x100m relay bronze. 

2013, and she scored top gold in Antalya, 
Turkey, at the ETU Para-tiathlon Europeans, 
Then at the ITU World Champs in London, 
Lauren logged down a silver medal proudly. 

Then in 2014 at the ETU European Champs, 
In Kitzbühel, Austria, Lauren won the gold, 
And at the ITU Worlds, Edmonton, Canada,  
Lauren took yet another World class title. 
 
In 2015 at the ETU Europeans in Geneva, 
She strode to victory with yet another gold, 
And at the ITU World Champs in Chicago,
In that same year, yet another fell on her. 

2016 and at the ETU Europeans in Lisbon, 
Portugal, Lauren collected still another gold, 
And so in Rio she triumphed with a silver:  
She has a 1st in Psychology, born 18/12/92.

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