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  • Lamis Fahal . (9/13/2012 7:07:00 AM) Post reply

    Please read my poem and comment please and if you liked it feel free to read the rest of them.....

    Should I let go

    Should I let go
    Of my perfectly safe shell
    Because I don't really know
    Will I fly or drown in an endless well
    Will he protect me
    Or make me a part of a bigger game
    Is there a trick that I don't see
    Will he make me hate my life and name
    Will he stab me in the back
    And lie in my face
    My heart will he crack
    And make me feel outa place
    Should I just be me
    And act according to that reckless mind of mine
    Should I believe what you say
    But iis it you, or just another play

  • Peter Maxharya (9/12/2012 11:08:00 PM) Post reply

    I need u to read ma poem the 'greatest command' and others and pls do comment.

  • Lamis Fahal . (9/12/2012 10:44:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    hey, i would love it if you read my poems and left a comment :))))

    to our heart we listened!

    I caught my reflection
    At the corner of your eye
    But there is still this question
    As our eyes glinted when we said goodbye
    I asked why
    You gave out a pause
    It burnt me that sign
    You still meant something to me I suppose
    You and I stood there in silence
    and we couldn’t find the words to make it break
    Nothing but or tears crushing down
    Because we knew our love wasn’t fake
    My heart beated fast
    As you wiped out my tear
    At you, that look was my last
    Unfortunately with no words to hear
    I had enough
    I cant pretend to be anymore strong
    I can see you trying to be tough
    But we both know, leaving was wrong
    I waited and each other we stared and looked
    Then I couldn’t hold it and gave you my back
    Right there you stood
    Me fainting away, and strength I lack
    Then my heart stopped beating
    And felt no pain at all
    I felt like flying
    And there is no gravity to make me fall
    I felt that an angel
    Held me between his wings
    I felt like every thing around me
    Our song started to sing
    And my heart stopped beating
    As you ran and held me close and tight
    You whispered “your heart I will start healing
    Because am the one who broke it, not again not even a might
    You again whispered: without you I will die
    Because no one can live without his heart
    To our heart we will no more lie
    And we will never be apart
    You looked deep into my eyes
    And saw the words unspoken
    How much pain and love there lies
    They want you with arms open wide
    Everything else stopped
    And our eyes glistened
    With a smile I turned and hugged you tight
    And finally to our hear we listened

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  • Michael Odor (9/11/2012 2:26:00 PM) Post reply

    African Prayer
    It was very far indeed, decades past,
    Oh! our forefathers cried for help, help against suppression,
    inhuman treatment and against pretentious posture in the name of a religion.
    Help eluded them and their younger generations afterwards.
    It later came with pretense on its face.
    It came without sincerity.
    Our younger fathers danced to the same tune of music played to their forebearers.
    Genuine help was murdered in their hearts long time ago.
    Think Africa! Must you continously cry for help with your tomorrow in your hands?
    Yes, they owe us!
    For our manhood they beautifully gained from, leaving us to wallow in the glorious state they left us.
    They played gods then and stillgods now.
    Hence, we move to their directions.
    They know we are great, but would distract us from believing in ourselves.
    Mama Africa! ! The land of first light, wake thy children.

  • N'time Joseph (9/8/2012 5:35:00 PM) Post reply

    Fangs Of Death

    The same sickle reap us all
    Tender or due
    Weak or strong
    Our strengths doth fail
    And even age submits
    When he calls to claim.

    Wealth and wretch
    Folly and fame
    The ash of mortality
    Is baked to shale
    And souls are ceded to Hades
    As acquaintance strolls away
    To breach the veil of truce.

    Deep…
    Into abstraction
    The scales of cruelty cast
    Towing souls
    With which it communes
    As time…
    Extends into the deep.

  • N'time Joseph (9/8/2012 5:34:00 PM) Post reply

    Fangs Of Death

    The same sickle reap us all
    Tender or due
    Weak or strong
    Our strengths doth fail
    And even age submits
    When he calls to claim.

    Wealth and wretch
    Folly and fame
    The ash of mortality
    Is baked to shale
    And souls are ceded to Hades
    As acquaintance strolls away
    To breach the veil of truce.

    Deep…
    Into abstraction
    The scales of cruelty cast
    Towing souls
    With which it communes
    As time…
    Extends into the deep.

  • N'time Joseph (9/8/2012 5:31:00 PM) Post reply

    Dying Death

    Here,
    in my arms
    slumber through your night
    and never awake
    oh! Dying death
    the race is ripe for you
    as time and age
    demand your soul.

    Not your next of kin I be
    Even though
    singly I be your folk
    And my allegiance pledged
    For I …
    Will not smite humanity
    Or whatever breathes along
    But I
    Will let time and age
    Possess the sickle
    With which to reap the due.

    Countless seasons behind
    You had dusted the earth
    With pure venom
    Drunk by every nostril
    Which you stuck your tag.

    Now
    Time has failed you, but once
    And your fangs
    have anchored you too.

    Feel the itch and slip
    So that life…
    Will know no more pain.

  • N'time Joseph (9/8/2012 5:28:00 PM) Post reply

    As I Wrestle Death

    If I die my death today
    In the midst of the duel
    Then
    It must be my pelvic
    That would slip
    And cede me to death.

    But if
    I stand-up to time
    And shoulder it along
    Then
    I surely
    Will smite death
    Deed deep down the drain...

    Lurk somewhere
    And scan clear
    This duel of death and me
    I am certain to prevail.

  • Princess Honeybee (9/7/2012 4:17:00 PM) Post reply

    New poem, not so sure about it: 3
    comment, about what you think c:

    A caged human being-
    is what she claims.
    to flee the clutches of high authority
    to finally smile and laugh with the majority.

    But instead she is caged
    the fear of her leaning from the corrupted outraged.

    So she obeys,
    believing what they convey,
    but still all she longs
    is for a day set free from this...
    Dreadful Cage.

  • Lamis Fahal . (9/2/2012 6:27:00 PM) Post reply | Read 2 replies

    Please read my poems and comment
    Here is one

    He made her happy
    He made her fly
    But she turned him down
    So will he ever try
    She was so scared
    He will break her heart
    Not to do that he sweared
    But still she push them apart
    She was too shy
    To edmitt to her self
    He wondered why
    He thinks she doesn't love him
    But he is all that's on her mind
    all night and all day
    Their conversations she rewind
    But still deny what her heart say
    She is afraid
    Her heart will be broken
    And no one will come to her aid
    And to the harsh reality she will be woken
    She won't let go of her shell
    Not matter how. Hard he tries to break through
    So will she allow her self in to his love well
    Or will he move on without the love he never knew
    Will let her go
    Like many others and lose hope
    Or will he fight to know
    The deep love that he will cherish and protect..


    Please leave your comments :) :) ;)

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