(8/11/2013 7:41:00 AM)
My friends read a lot
morning day and night
They love each other
But always ready to fight
Some are real
And some are fake
Always they want
Is a sweet break.
Some begin to cry
In minor jokes
Some are always happy
Doing their works
Some want Nepali
Some needs Maths
Some love English
With crooks and cracks
[...My friend says...]
Somewhere in the world
Lives an angel
She is always ready to solve tangles....
(8/11/2013 1:49:00 AM)
Someone please tell me how to enter my name and my poem for the contest.
(8/10/2013 9:55:00 PM)
Would like to know how do I enter a poetry contest.
Please help me on this one. Appreciate it!
(8/9/2013 8:57:00 AM)
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I have submitted a poem for the current contest how can I check that it has been received?
(8/9/2013 1:30:00 AM)
" The Dreams of Kings"
When the hills and the mountains someday are made low
And rough places made plain, and untended seeds grow
When the peacocks take flight and the crooked made straight
Until Justice rolls down like an avalanche quake
When the Great become evident and mute become relevant
The New become citizens the few become regiment
When proof becomes eminent, and all the Gold's bright-
Consumed by the bloom and hues of true light
Devalued and weightless reveals its true worth
And Nature, refreshed, conceives its New birth
When the kids on my block can have a true choice
And the armed and afraid stop shooting school boys
When the leaders stand up and refuse to stand down
When the children man-up and my Sisters man-down
When the Sunsets are East instead of West-bound
When the greedy and proud repent with head down
Til the day every poison and venom tastes sweet
We can claim our restraints no more and break free
When the Dream of one King becomes true as plain sight
That’s the day when the poets will no longer write.
(8/6/2013 11:38:00 PM)
I'm new to poemhunter. I'v just posted a poem. I'd like to know your feedback on it and on my future postings as well. All sort of criticism, appreciation and suggestions will be welcomed.
(8/6/2013 11:34:00 PM)
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I lived for you
& is still living...
There is no laughter left
I'm just weeping.
I feel happy to see you smiling,
maybe with someone else
who is much more deserving.
Don't know why, but my cheeks feel wet;
She is the best for you, I know, I bet.........
(8/6/2013 4:33:00 PM)
People Of God
Written by: Alon Calinao Dy
Happy are those who believe in God,
And those who follow His every word,
Blessed are those who walk in the Good,
And those who fear the Lord.
Those who humble themselves in front of others,
And those who do not envy their sisters and brothers,
For the Lord God is on their side,
And His Holy Spirit will always guide.
Those who do the righteous ways,
God will bless all their days,
As He will protect their health,
And show them the true wealth.
Blessed are those people of the Lord,
And those who do not fear the evil's sword,
Blessed are those people of God,
Who honor and shed His blood.
(8/6/2013 6:52:00 AM)
i wrote so many poems in hindi. how can i upload my poem?.please sugges me
(8/6/2013 5:52:00 AM)
One step forward,
To where it all began.
She says, " No. No more, "
And yet she
The Devil's Blade,
Satan's sweet lips,
The knife that
C U T S;
Then picking it up again;
Smoothes the folds
Of her blouse,
Loosens the top button
Then come the Fall of the Century:
Her shirt is off.
The bleating of the Dark Horses,
Hooves churning up mounds of
The beat of the drums:
In her head.
The loud whispers,
With the Love of the
She looks at
Skin peels away,
Revealing the blood Diamond
Layers of an onion,
Her salted tears
Smile into the creases
Of her face;
Bleed blood pours
The rise of chest.