(3/12/2013 6:09:00 AM)
Would really appreciate it if anybody could check out my poems particularly the newest ones
(3/11/2013 5:37:00 AM)
I posted three poems. Please write comments and kindly rate my poems.I appreciate both compliments as well as criticism.
(3/7/2013 5:30:00 AM)
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Like colours seeping through a prism with so much magic mysticism
The day turned pages to the night, where light is shade and shade is bright
As if the pastel hues of time were wound within their endless rhyme,
Meandering as life’s river bends, and yet creating subtle blends
Of crystal sun and shadow streams, at least that’s how their image seems
Like moon tied mist on Autumn nights, subdued before the Winter bites
And leaf touched red and golden hues cascade to earth and pay their dues,
The river wanders where it will, tomorrow it will wander still.
On sleeping children in their beds, the stars kiss blessings on their heads
Through unborn Springtime glacier skies, beneath their eyelids dreams surprise
And touch the souls of providence, that slumber in their innocence
Like dreams we shared when we were young, before the shades of life were hung
In ways we couldn’t countermand, that we could never understand
For children are life’s building blocks, the treasured souls that time unlocks
So subtly into grown up ways, no more the dreams of salad days
But saplings that have grown aloft, though dreams still keep their spirit soft.
To voices whispering in the dark, the lines of life will make their mark
On all they know and all they see, and all they ever aim to be
For strength of mind and strength of will helps every soul climb every hill
And every hidden stumbling block will fade away as they unlock
The doors of life they treasure most, and wander past life’s winning post
And yet there will be many doors, some give much pain, some heal the sores
The artist paints so many ways, in oils, in words of salad days
To let us know so many care, they paint or write the living Prayer…
(3/6/2013 8:53:00 PM)
Sonnet although not yet finished. Entitiled, " To the Sun."
O’ beautiful marigold, you bloom every morning
O’ crucial daystar, you disappear every night.
You are the reason people are laughing
Those who love your arms are teeming with delight
But how confusing art thou; only science can tell?
Constantly shining so others can bask.
You never cease to come around, and never dwell,
And humans will continue to ask.
Those who know why know why.
The sun comes back; because it knows,
The world is empty without heavens eye.
(3/6/2013 12:58:00 PM)
it is not always important that you have to know great words and tough technical terms to write poetry. When it comes, just let it flow naturally like the rivers and you will find yourself becoming a poet floating in the river forgetting the problems in life. That's all that you got to be to be a poet. Let the words speak from your heart. Please feel free to read my poems and to leave your comments on poemhunter.com.
(3/5/2013 2:26:00 PM)
I run off of emotion.. just me an the paper what i feel is what i write.. then i share it with friends
(3/4/2013 4:02:00 AM)
This is my blog. Can I get any feedback for these poems.
(3/3/2013 1:15:00 AM)
imagination is other thing, but writing something which is happening around you is always fun. and its very nice....
(2/27/2013 11:17:00 AM)
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So, my question is...sometimes when I write a poem, I just lose my aim and message. And I begin to drift here and there, paint images and then...the closing line! I feel that my it often holds no obvious theme, it's rather a chaos of metaphors and emotions. What should I do to avoid being distracted while writing?Replies for this message:
(3/3/2013 2:20:00 PM)
Never be happy with a first draft. Pu it away and return to it in a few days, few weeks or few months. [One of mine stayed in my head for 10 years before order prevailed] Treat it like a fine gem - ... more
(3/3/2013 1:18:00 AM)
its obvious.. you should read it again and again after writing each stanza and omit the distracted part...
(3/1/2013 8:13:00 PM)
I have had a lot of turmoil in my life recently and haven't been able to write a thing. But inspiration will hit me again.
(2/28/2013 12:53:00 AM)
Emotions are just things that slow or ce ... more
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(2/26/2013 9:36:00 PM)
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