The night sky shone of glittering stars
as she gazed upon the splendor
and wondered does my true love
See the same stars I see
...
The hand of time
Held my tears in check
As I remembered the day
We received news of my brother’s death…so many years ago….
...
I was a child
Beguiled and fresh
Of innocents and new
Who played like many
...
We often hope and pray
That our children find the right way
How they think
How they act
...
Indigenous people
Live their lives
Unknown, unsure
To a land no longer ours
...
My father had a talent
Of being a great storyteller
He was able to catch
...
Mum why is there war?
Because men believe in what they say
So they fight for what is right
...
Why dose human nature
make life a misery
Never really knowing
the paths you chose to lead
...
She sat upon the ground
Holding her sanity within her hands
...
Have you ever been adopted?
Because of what you see
Through the eyes of poetry
You sit and think can I ever see
...
His words are well written
His poetry divine
He paints each poem
He writes
...
The young warriors
Danced around the flames
As they celebrated life
While the elders
...
People ask whom
Inspires me the most
Is it Shakespeare or Wild?
The poets of old
...
Update: Kia Orana My Name is Kaila George, I am a 51 year old mother with one son, poetry is my passion, and recently so is teaching...I have been absent from this site for a while and just like to say I will try my best to keep abreast with anyone that would like to comment or rate there poems as best I can...I have two other sites I frequently visit...Poetfreak and Hello Poetry...but this site...I will always came back to...I fell this is were it all started for me...I feel home here...I would like to thank those of you that have been and kept reading my poems and feel honored that you still do...hence why I try my best not to neglect this site but I do have real life commitments that I must attended to...so I hope it will be OK if my reply's may be late..thank you for your time and have a good day or night Regards Kaila George)
Can He Really See What I See
The night sky shone of glittering stars
as she gazed upon the splendor
and wondered does my true love
See the same stars I see
can he feel the same breeze
That caresses my cheeks
As I stare into the sunsets of old
Does he see how the stars
Are arranged in the sky
For star gazers to depict
What they believe is there
in the night filled skies
Does he feel the sand?
as he visits a beach
a lake that shines and glitters in the sun
Can he hear the birds that sing to thee
Sweet songs of melodies
I reach out to him
and hold him close
But grasping thin air
I sigh with a note
of despair at not seeing
My loved one hands
Sharing the sights and sounds
Of what Mother Nature gave to thee
Can he really see what I see
On behalf of all fellow all poets, PH family and our Mahakul family, we offer a title of honour to poetess Kaila George born on 20 October 1962 in Auckland, New Zealand as, 'Astral Ecstasy.' This title is offered to her due to her long time perseverance and valuable contribution to the world literature. From today onward she will be known as Astral Ecstasy Kaila George. We hope, all poets, visitors and people will like this.
Your The Real Me is fantastic. I love it. Keep it up Dr Emmanuel
Kaila George is one of those rare people whose love and compassion for all humanity make you feel that there is hope for our race. Her work is filled with hope, triumphant spirit and tenacity. Reading her work is always pleasant experience, and makes me proud to see the beauty of humanity
I love it it cool