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  • Rookie - 0 Points Emancipation Planz (2/14/2015 6:08:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply
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    ...ever so occasionally... I miss being hear.... hugs within the aroha..... :) and **

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  • Rookie - 342 Points Jeremy Horsford (2/14/2015 3:53:00 AM) Post reply

    I am the same


    I am black, white, yellow and brown.
    I am a quadruped, biped and a triped.
    I am paraplegic.
    I am beautiful, adventurous and fierce.
    I am afraid, fearless, good and evil.
    I am love, estranged and indifferent.
    I am believer.
    I am hope.
    I am different, but I am the same.

  • Rookie - 124 Points James Timothy Jarrett (2/13/2015 8:50:00 AM) Post reply | Read 2 replies

    I didn't even know that I was dead
    That my empty veins held no life
    And my heart
    That engine of my life
    Had sputtered to a stop
    And become cold
    That my bloodied hands
    Somewhere in the climb
    Had faltered
    Lost their grip
    And let the rough stone
    Slip
    My hand suddenly clenching
    Nothing
    Just an empty fist
    I didn't even feel the fall
    The rushing wind
    Nor even the impact
    I didn't even know
    Until I looked up at the sky
    And it's pearly blue
    With quickly fading sight
    That I was dead

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  • Rookie - 890 Points Rakhi Jayashankar (2/12/2015 10:59:00 PM) Post reply

    I am Interetsed in classical poetry kindly. clarify your question

  • Rookie - 0 Points Ahmed Makhlkouf (2/12/2015 10:18:00 PM) Post reply

    Guys, please let any body who is interested in classic poetry answer my last question

  • Rookie - 0 Points Ahmed Makhlkouf (2/12/2015 10:14:00 PM) Post reply

    Please advice:
    1. whether you may publish poems in it's original language as it has different taste

    2. i'm not sure under what title were those verses for Goethe or Schuller
    " The east is for God
    The west is for God
    The land of North and south
    Surrender into the hands of the Merciful
    i'll be very thankful for your swift answer

  • Freshman - 1,227 Points Dan Reynolds (2/12/2015 2:15:00 AM) Post reply

    Leave me never, leave me now.

    Leave me never, leave me now
    Leave the sweat upon my brow
    Leave the why's, the where and how
    to help the helpless grieve.
    Leave behind the broken vow,
    however, though, ... just leave.

    Leave me not, in true temptation,
    coveting this single nation
    Bringing calm to consternation
    while the embers build,
    beneath the mask of indignation?
    Consciences are killed

    And while we wait, we cast the net
    o'er waters which have not run yet
    but hide in summer's silhouette,
    as time tries to perceive.
    Eternity repays its debt
    so soon, we all must leave

  • Gold Star - 37,196 Points Aftab Alam Khursheed (2/11/2015 9:29:00 PM) Post reply | Read 2 replies

    I am facing a lot ofproblem uploading or submitting a poem.. manage poem is the most boring..feeding disgust to this site

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    • Gold Star - 37,196 Points Kyle Schlicher (2/12/2015 1:57:00 PM) Post reply

      Happening to me much more often the last few weeks. Can't even log on some days. Maybe, they're trying to tell us something?

    • Gold Star - 37,196 Points Rakhi Jayashankar (2/12/2015 12:01:00 AM) Post reply

      I second you I thought I am the only one facing these issues

  • Silver Star - 8,448 Points Fabrizio Frosini (2/11/2015 6:06:00 PM) Post reply

    Hello,

    I'm planning, together with other poets, to publish a poetry e-book (antology) .

    We would like to have a few more poets in our group. Possibly from different parts of the world.
    Each of them will have 7-10 pages.
    At least 50% of the poetry has to be new (not already posted on web-sites) .

    If of interest, write a message to me.
    Thank you

  • Gold Star - 21,206 Points Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (2/11/2015 2:23:00 AM) Post reply

    Read today the poem " our life" written by Valsa George and felt it so glad in reading the poem about life and tips to lead a virtuous life.

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