Andy Brookes

Gold Star - 45,052 Points (11 May 1954)

Andy Brookes
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  • Kumarmani Mahakul Kumarmani Mahakul (10/1/2018 8:41:00 PM)

    Along with this following acrostic poem on behalf of all fellow poets, PH Family and our Mahakul family a title of honour is offered to poet Paul Andy Brookes born on 11 May 1954 in Manchester United Kingdom, as, Deep Dream, From today on-wards he will be known as Deep Dream Paul Andy Brookes. Hope all poets and friends will accept this.

  • Kumarmani Mahakul Kumarmani Mahakul (9/12/2018 6:03:00 AM)

    Paul Andy Brookes - Poem by Kumarmani Mahakul

    Passion is endless of his writing,
    Ambition is very high beyond heaven,
    Ultimately he is cooperative person,
    Leading poet he is of this modern age.
    (part-1) *

  • Kumarmani Mahakul Kumarmani Mahakul (9/12/2018 6:03:00 AM)

    Ascending ahead he is astounding person,
    Nuance is marked with nobility in poems,
    Devotedly he does poetic perseverance,
    Yielding many poems he is very happy.
    (part-2) **

  • Kumarmani Mahakul Kumarmani Mahakul (9/12/2018 6:02:00 AM)

    Benevolent poet he is liked by many,
    Reviving trust he leads in certainty,
    Organizational motivation he teaches,
    Outstanding personalty he is, poets tell
    Knowledge is residing in his right hand,
    Emotion he beholds and shares in poems,
    Success is not so far from his abode.
    (part-3)

    © Kumarmani Mahakul,12 September 2018. All rights reserved.

  • Bri Edwards Bri Edwards (9/3/2018 9:25:00 PM)

    i THINK ANDY IS really back! THAT IS GREAT IF IT IS TRUE. A FINE 'YOUNG' MAN HE IS! ! !

    BRI :)

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Best Poem of Andy Brookes

Reflections

the years picture shadows play, hanging like baubles on the tree.
reflecting the time gone, time yet to be.

some radiant with treasures, string of lantern lights
dreams ready to become reality plump for the picking
others dark with sadness and pain, distant memories healed,
though the scars remain, to tickle like tinsel, added to experience.
my heart, ah hope still lies yet therefor future brightness.

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