I read a page of poems.
Kaji Maisha sends a bitter message to all bullies about the depression they cause.
Gaji Mishra warns us to watch for boiled seeds
and questions the credentials of anyone issuing identity cards.
Terry Craddock thanks Edward Snowden after a drone incident in New Zealand.
Lawrence Pertillar wishes there were dumps for funk.
Is It Poetry's cowboy gets lonesome in the saddle.
James Ogunjimi, out of Nigeria, is warmed by the thought of eternal damnation for killers and I am inspired to ask for at least a little punishment in this world as well.
Angel of Darkness says 'the times when we hope seem to be the best of our lives'.
In a daffodil, Steven Walsky sees life unfolding,
and Rita, an Italian teacher, gets my thanks for saying Italians have to sing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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