New Poems
| Title | Poet |
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The Afghan 9/11 Memorial
Nine Eleven today
For the tenth time we commemorate |
by Aman Farahi on 5/17/2013 |
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There I Found The Crow
At the top of that Neem tree
What the crow was doing |
by gajanan mishra on 5/17/2013 |
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Red Rose- What A Blissful Life
Oh! My beautiful red rose,
Never failed to reap smile on |
by Ambrosia Ambrosia on 5/17/2013 |
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'My past phase'
'My past phase'
Was i the same guy who hardly smiles, lough heartedly, |
by asif khan on 5/17/2013 |
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Re- searching the plants
What an irony of life?
My friends applauded me for that |
by Ambrosia Ambrosia on 5/17/2013 |
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Rely On Nobody
Is the right word
Here at this moment |
by gajanan mishra on 5/17/2013 |
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Summer (Haiku)
Swallows on the wing-
the heat haze hovers ghostly, |
by Jojoba Mansell on 5/17/2013 |
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Drugs Are Cruel (Unfinished) 864
Oh well…
Life is life |
by Uncle James on 5/17/2013 |
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Farewell Hilda Simon
Farewell Hilda Simon.
I first met you by chance |
by Isam Hussain on 5/17/2013 |
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Even Angels Grow Old and Forgetful
I remember being asked to go to Galilee
to break the good news to a young lady. |
by Isam Hussain on 5/17/2013 |
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Dalliance
How can I not revere you,
being the God you are. |
by Isam Hussain on 5/17/2013 |
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I Experience A Change
Yesterday and today
Future what |
by gajanan mishra on 5/17/2013 |
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Colours and Shades
Mankind are of many colours and shades
even though their origin is said to be the same. |
by Isam Hussain on 5/17/2013 |
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Christmas Day
A day of solemn dignity,
hidden in God from eternity, |
by Isam Hussain on 5/17/2013 |
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Aurangzeb
a king needs
kindness in his blood |
by Vishal Kumar on 5/17/2013 |
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Christmas - The Lost Hope
Hope shone awhile in darkness
illumined the path of goodness |
by Isam Hussain on 5/17/2013 |
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Changing Places
In a Jeweller's window
is a diamond solitaire |
by Isam Hussain on 5/17/2013 |
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Camp Fire
The playful fire dances
Amber-red, flourescent-green, |
by Jinge Norvall on 5/17/2013 |
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Calvi In Corsica
An island set in the Mediterranean Sea,
mountainous, green, very pretty. |
by Isam Hussain on 5/17/2013 |
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To my unborn child
listen to this carefully my son
there are so many worries under the sun |
by matt ancient on 5/17/2013 |
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Caged
Once I roamed freely,
winging between land and sky. |
by Isam Hussain on 5/17/2013 |
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Breaking Free is Hard to Do
With one hand the past
pushes us forward; |
by Isam Hussain on 5/17/2013 |
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To Live With The Sea
To live with the sea is not easy
You live with the sea and say |
by gajanan mishra on 5/17/2013 |
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Belief and Unbelief
Sceptics say God is an illusion,
a figment of human imagination, |
by Isam Hussain on 5/17/2013 |
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Backwards To The Future
Everywhere I go I see a timepiece looking at me;
its hands at the ready to signal the time: |
by Isam Hussain on 5/17/2013 |