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  • Z.i. Mahmud (8/8/2012 11:53:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    How can I improve my poetry writing?

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    • Mabel A (8/20/2012 2:10:00 PM) Post reply

      Hey! You can improve your writing by reading novels and expanding your library of words.learn what words mean because poets use words to express themselves so they must understand deeply what they mea ... more

  • Garrett Richardson (8/8/2012 1:23:00 AM) Post reply

    I would appreciate it very much if an experienced poet could read my poem, and give advice on how to improve it or my future poetry. Thank you.

  • Indranil Bhaduri (8/7/2012 1:33:00 AM) Post reply

    Hello friends. Have just started to contribute here. Invite you all to read my poems and express your opinions. Thanks to all. Indranil

  • Adam M. Snow (8/4/2012 7:56:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    ****Please Comment****

    Ladylove

    There once was a lady by the name of Ladylove,
    who was said to be a saint sent from above.
    But no one knew just who she was;
    a ghost indeed was she, was she.
    She approached a swain one day, one sorrowful day;
    stealing his heart as she ran away.

    She left with a flutter in a moonlit still,
    her beauty graces her for a splendid time.
    She haste to a pond of midnight glow,
    a lad soon followed as he watched her go.
    She looked in his eyes with sadness there,
    looking away as she's engulfed in light.

    She step a foot in glistening water still,
    meandering a swan not by will.
    The boy he haste to grasp her hand,
    letting his love guide as they shift to swans;
    he a swan of black and she white,
    they soar now into the ever moonlight.
    The story now told of a love everlasting,
    of two young swans, on moonlit casting.

    -Adam M. Snow

    If you like this poem, please check out any of my other poems

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    • Thoughts Of A Poet (8/6/2012 12:21:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

      this is a good poem, i think you are a great writer, and i think you have a popular talent as a writer and i think you will go far with the talent that God has given you, so keep up the good work :)

  • Felicia Ordway (8/3/2012 11:03:00 PM) Post reply

    How do I post a poem?

  • Giacinto Gpdimonderose (8/3/2012 12:45:00 PM) Post reply

    essian: essere-l'evento-nella-radura-dell'ousia evento catastrofico nella radura evento catastrofico nella diradanza...

  • Indra Yp (8/3/2012 12:12:00 PM) Post reply

    PLEASE COMMENT GUYS...

    If birds have no wings
    He also won ' t ever fly
    If someone had no friend
    He had never enjoyed the beautiful life is completely
    Stars appear at night
    When everybody need it
    the sun emerge during
    When everybody need it
    A blanket warm- when cold
    Umbrella- protect when descending rain
    When street lights illuminating dark lights
    Including you you came when i need you
    Elephants imperfect without its trunk
    Fish imperfect without gills
    Pelicans not perfect without beak
    Guitar imperfect without the string
    A tiger is not perfect without fangs
    And i never perfect without you my friend
    Stay into the wings for birds - birds
    Stay into my friend until the last heart rate...

  • Rue Palmer (8/1/2012 8:12:00 PM) Post reply

    glad to be here after a long walk, vibes that tired feet and get head spinning, but give thanks i am here, Jamaican by birth, to Edna and Ezekiel, , married with 4 kids, , and a beautiful wife, , aylete, , presently living in the us, working out of the health services, , , poetry have always been my nourishment to wisdom and knowledge, have bath me and satisfied my soul to deep extreme, , over 35 years of divine vision putting pen to paper, have still never seems to amaze me the power of the spoken words, , yes it is true honest and the creative thoughts that flow freely through my head and is shared with genuine love to the masses..so it is with a sense of deep love and respect that i came and will always spit lines that will burn your soul to purity and a quiet place to rest, yes this is rue from aboukir stann, by ways of Clarendon and now us, ,

  • Indranil Bhaduri (7/30/2012 3:16:00 AM) Post reply

    Hello friends. Have just started to contribute here. Invite you all to read my poems and express your opinions. Thanks to all. Indranil

  • Adam M. Snow (7/27/2012 4:46:00 PM) Post reply | Read 2 replies

    ****Please Comment****

    Through the Eyes of the Untold Lore

    Through these stained eyes, dark is all I see
    yet I try to live, believing this is me.
    But all I could do is place my heart on a page,
    and watch it rot away with every age.

    All I am through your eyes is a ghost,
    whom you don't dare miss the most.
    All you are through my eyes, is hopelessness;
    but my words I write are my distress.

    Peaking through my once soulless muse,
    as my heart lies victim to your solemn abuse.
    I live to be your puppet, nothing more
    but I am a writer of many lore.

    And as I dare write with missing heart,
    it is with you whom my stories start.

    -Adam M. Snow

    If you like this poem, please check out any of my other poems

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