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Best Poems Written by Ghita Manaila

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The Fat Pig and the Big Fig

On an autumn day a pig
Digging hardly in the ground,
Suddenly  found a big fig
Weighting about one half pound.

"What a lucky pig I am "
The fat pig said in his mind,
"Of course, I will make it jam
And share it, because I''m kind."

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Play of Words - a Blitzing Christmas

It's Christmas time, the most beautiful holiday
It is time for music, it is time for play.
Play of snowflakes, here and there
Play of the children from everywhere.
Everywhere Santa is sharing toys
Everywhere Santa is sharing joys
Joys and happiness
Joys and soul peace.
Peace from above, heavenly one
Peace brought to us by Jesus, the Son
Son of God and  Son of Man
Son born in Bethlehem according to a plan
Plan of salvation,plan full of grace
Plan performed here,in this very place
Place visited by shepherds and by angels
Place visited by Magi, the eastern strangers
Strangers in the world, aliens on the Earth
Strangers are we all like Jesus at His birth.
Birth and life, death and ressurection
Birth and Ascension are proves of God's affection.
Affection for the whole human race
Affection mixed with charming divine grace.
Grace, mercy and peace from Jesus our Savior
Grace, saved by grace from our bad behavior
Behavior and sinful nature
Behavior typical to human creature.
Creature with inclinations to scrimmage
Creature made by God in His own image
Image full of beauty, image of perfection
Image received by man at Creation
Creation , rebellion then Abel's blood
Creation followed by a world flood.
Flood and destruction, olive branch and dove
Flood and eight souls saved by God's love.
Love, sacrifice and fully paid bill
Love  revealed completely on Calvary Hill
Hill of the Skull, the place where Jesus died
Hill of the pain where Christ was crucified.
Crucified by Romans in the past
Crucified for our sins at last.
Last but not least for the sinners who were in  danger
Last but not least  Jesus, the baby was born in a manger
Manger, a poor stable in a building wing
Manger, only a manger for our beloved King?
King of kings and Lord of lords
King is the Word in the world of the words.
Words of gratitude for Chrismas days
Words of forgiveness and bright sun rays
Rays...
Days...

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The Wine Lover

There was a man who's feeling fine
Only when he was drinking wine.
One day when he was drinking milk
He stained his shirt made of fine silk.
And felt a dull pain in his spine.

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Forgiveness Season- a Blitzing Christmas

It's time for Christmas
It's time for forgiveness
Forgiveness from above
Forgiveness and love
Love and divine grace
Love from the sacred place.
Place of holy joys
Place with many toys.
Toys for a goy
Toys for my boy.
Boy of nineteen
Boy named Laurean
Laurean is a preacher
Laurean is a teacher
Teacher of Danish
Teacher of Spanish
Spanish advice
Spanish is nice
Nice is your look
Nice is your book
Book of geometry
Book of poetry
Poetry soup
Poetry group
Group of young men
Group of gentlemen
Gentlemen of style
Gentlemen sweet smile
Smile and fun
Smile and sun
Sun of July
Sun in the sky.
Sky full of stars 
Sky without scars
Scars on the face
Scars like a lace.
Lace wedding gown
Lace boots in town
Town with tall towers
Town with white flowers
Flowers for my mother
Flowers from my father
Father Christmas is near
Father Christmas is here
Here is the real reason
Here is the Advent season
Season of winter holidays
Season of carols and Christmas plays
Plays...
Holidays...

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The Angry Frog

One day a cute little dog
Met in the street an old frog.
" Hello, dear! How are you?"
" Not too well because I've flu.
And my doctor said to me
To drink daily a cup of tea.
So I'm angry, I'm not fine
Because I like to drink wine."

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The Young Man From New York

There was a young man from New York
He daily used to eat roast pork.
But  when someone gave him a fig
He began grunting like a pig
And then he went sadly to work.

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Don'T Worry

It looks like rain.
There will be a storm with lighting and thunder. 
The sky is full of black clouds.
The scene is terrific, 
And you are alone, 
But don't worry,  the white and the purity of your heart
Will remove the dark clouds
And it will be ok again.

It is raining cats and dogs.
It is hailing,
The scene is horrible, 
And you are alone,
But,  don't worry,  the warmth of your heart
Will melt the shower of stones
And it will be ok again.

The rain had stopped. 
The rainbow appeared in the sky.
The scene is mirific.
And you are alone,
But don't worry, the loneliness will dissappear
Because, of course, there is someone who loves you.

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The Earth Is Sad

The Earth is sad because
There is too much corruption 
The Earth is sad because
There is death and destruction.

The Earth is sad because
There is too much pollution
The Earth is sad because
There's terror and confusion.

The Earth is sad because
There is a cruel clime
The Earth is sad because
There's war and there is crime.

The Earth is sad because
There's suffering and pain
The Earth is sad because
The peoples work in vain.

The Earth is sad because
There is too much vanity,
Pride ,hate and insanity
And little humanity.

So, I think it is your mission
To take up a right position
And to find a good solution
To violence and pollution.

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Atmospheric Pressure

The atmospheric pressure is a force.
I've heard of it at school, at Physics course.
I didn't like the subject, so no pleasure
For all the notions related to pressure.

One day the teacher gave us a paper test
But my name wasn"t on the list of the best.
I realised I was a very stupid lad
Therefore I was downcast and very sad.

So I began learning about this notion
With  much enthusiasm and devotion.
Finnaly, I understood it, and you can see
Today I'm proud because I've a Physics Degree.

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The Nervous Snowman

There was a snowman in a town
Who wanted to wear a gold crown
But he's nervous and upset
'Cause a crown he'll never get
And now he's sitting upside down.

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