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  • Rookie - 14 Points Sudhanshu Shekhar (12/6/2013 4:48:00 AM) Post reply
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    What is a trick?
    Is it an activity?,
    Or is an imaginable machine,
    Suppose we draw a line or circle,
    What it is a trick?
    Searching pocket is a trick,
    Telling joke is a trick,
    Writing poem is a trick,
    Or observing candle is a trick
    So what is a trick?
    I find most of the trick in mathematics,
    What if an apple would not be fallen?
    Ask from Newton,
    Was that a trick?
    Or I was a trick,
    1+1 equals eleven is also a trick or two is also a trick,
    So I fallen in the world of trick,
    I find zero.
    Here is zero gravity,
    Was it a trick?

  • Rookie - 42 Points Mary Amrutha (12/6/2013 3:36:00 AM) Post reply

    In LOVE

    I am in love!
    I am in love!
    I am in love with you.

    One thong I know,
    the only thing I know is
    I am deeply,
    madly in love with you

  • Freshman - 1,391 Points K.c. Ford (12/4/2013 3:51:00 AM) Post reply

    There is no time

    There is no time today to do
    what can be done tomorrow to,
    but as tomorrow never comes,
    perhaps I'll rearange my sums,
    Perhaps I'll do today what must
    and when I sleep, I'll wake, I trust.

  • Rookie - 0 Points Steve Yeager (12/3/2013 5:01:00 PM) Post reply

    Endless Love

    You're not too far from me
    You're here, laying my arms
    Our hair is blowing in the wind
    I take a deep breath
    You touch my hand
    I close my eyes
    Our memories run through my mind
    I open my eyes
    Yet still you aren't here
    Nothing can ever replace you
    My heart couldn't be shared
    With anyone else
    Cold evening
    My hands are as cold as ice
    Our memories run through my mind
    My feelings stay concise
    You're still here laying in my arms
    The distance between us isn't discouraging
    For we're still attached
    After our endless love

  • Rookie - 14 Points Sudhanshu Shekhar (12/3/2013 3:22:00 PM) Post reply

    Candle light and moon

    Who played the trick?
    In the kingdom of Duper,
    Tell me otherwise I will turn you all in to rat,
    With this magic stick,
    Hulalu nice enchanting,
    Are you a crazy listener?
    That you have enchanted this in the glow of kind candle,
    Oh! Tell me owls who was behind this,
    Everyone feared,
    And the return of evil Bale.
    Bale o’ Bale leave us Bale,
    You are wrong,
    Thrill was inside everyone,
    I was not!
    I was not! (Bale was an evil fairy of Duper flower land)
    Candle light and moon.

  • Rookie - 43 Points Hrishikesh Bharadwaj (12/3/2013 10:00:00 AM) Post reply

    Here are some tips that help in writing a good poetry.
    Have a clear idea of your whole plot.
    Be straightforward in your thoughts.
    Add figures of speech such as similes and Metaphors, rhyming words, idioms and Phrasal verbs.
    Create the same number of lines in each verse.

  • Rookie - 14 Points Sudhanshu Shekhar (12/3/2013 4:20:00 AM) Post reply

    Candle light and the moon
    Owl servant blaze the kind candle,
    Open the skin of book,
    And then the sympathy story begin,
    Once upon a time,
    There was a kingdom,
    In which everyone was happy,
    Except the beautiful princess,
    The name of the kingdom was,
    Duper, for the kind candle is glowing,
    The moon is listening,
    In the world of kind candle,
    The light and the celebration begin,
    It came a doctor tortoise,
    With the spectacles on his nose,
    Said Hulalu,
    The guideline body,
    Like the nightmare, a zebra, a cat
    A sparrow, a frog, a fish, an elephant, an ant
    And last the owl and snake.
    For it is the darkest hour,
    Everyone was happy,
    Sudden a change,
    The duper’s flower land become ill,
    Princess finds the shrill,
    The evil returns,
    Soon candle light and the moon.

  • Rookie - 18 Points Suman Kumar Das (12/2/2013 10:07:00 AM) Post reply

    Make me Human!

    O’ my Dear!
    I am no more human.

    I besought handful water
    To wet my arid gullet.
    But thou drenched my whole body
    Showering stream of liquor
    And made me daffy drunkard!

    I besought a little pen
    To scribble carol of love.
    But thou taught verse of violence
    Putting arms in my hand
    And made me brutal butcher!

    I besought a pill of patience
    To cure my panic in grief, pain.
    But thou hybridized genetic DNA
    Injecting saline of anger, odium in my blood
    And made me merciless mutant!

    I besought a lamp of wisdom
    To find my way in dark of ignorance.
    But thou lit countless covetous candles
    Showing lustful dreams in my mind
    And made me sinful soul!

    O’ my Dear!
    My only prayer to thee,
    Please make me again ‘Human’.
    Only Human!

    By Suman Kumar Das

  • Rookie - 592 Points Jefferson Carter (12/1/2013 11:28:00 PM) Post reply

    I recently retired from 30 years teaching poetry writing at Pima Community College in Tucson. My ninth collection, " Get Serious: New and Selected Poems, " has just been published by Chax Press, Tucson. If you'd like someone to mentor you in your quest to become a better poet, I'm offering my services for the cost of a copy of my new book
    ($ 16) . Google my name to find out more about me. Contact me by a PH message if you're interested. JC

  • Rookie - 14 Points Sudhanshu Shekhar (12/1/2013 11:59:00 AM) Post reply

    Candle light and moon
    I saw her but was in dim,
    I like her but like the scene,
    That was my first hunt,
    Of beautiful queen,
    When I will first meet with the prince,
    Then what I will say to the prince,
    Tell me queen?Tell me queen?
    Don’t worry my owl servant,
    Take this kind candle,
    This will glow in moon light,
    A road unseen,
    Take you, there in wild forest,
    You find there beautiful deer,
    She will glow this candle with her holy horn,
    Then you will meet with the prince.

    Deer abolished with some magic,
    Right there was a handsome wild prince,
    He was tortured and was in trouble,
    Accurately everyone was watching his \her face,
    Oh! God! What happened to his brave kingdom in which once he ruled?
    Nice no silent, was a violent,
    Candle light and moon.

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