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  • Shayna Nelson (2/17/2013 1:09:00 AM) Post reply | Read 2 replies Stage

    How can i post my poems

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    • James Urwin (2/19/2013 2:24:00 AM) Post reply Stage

      Or...If like me you do not always get the " manage poems" thing at the top of the page...Go to " Member Area" ...on the left in the blue box click " poems and poet settings&qu ... more

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  • Ivo Frbezar (2/16/2013 8:27:00 AM) Post reply Stage

    Dairy mirage -
    illusion for the crossing
    Step to the side

  • Ashmeet Kaur (2/16/2013 8:10:00 AM) Post reply Stage

    i also want to submit a poem
    plz help me

  • Vincent Barrowcliffe (2/14/2013 6:36:00 AM) Post reply Stage

    A Death Without Mourns

    Thy son hast not comforted,
    He lived a life alone,
    Now, leaves, as his breath,
    To none, shalt it be known,
    None shalt be there to mourn.

    Thy son, as shalt be gone,
    For him shalt be no song of dawn,
    None, hast he, to adorn,
    None shalt be there to mourn.

    As approaches his night,
    To none, but hope he has to Thy Light,
    That shalt guide and give sight,
    In other realms, to calm his plight,
    To none, which shalt be known,
    None, shalt be there to mourn.

    But, Thy son shalt not regret,
    For what he would now beget,
    As into death, he seeps,
    There shalt be none who weeps.
    His life has passed alone,
    And, there is none, who shalt mourn.

  • Vincent Barrowcliffe (2/14/2013 6:31:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply Stage


    Thou hast fillest me with Light,
    Thy reasons art unknown,
    But Thee left me in loneliness,
    For alone, now, shalt I mourn.
    For what, hast Thee done this?
    Shalt an answer, not be revealed?
    For Thy child, for Thy part,
    Shalt the truth be but sealed?
    Regret, shalt I not,
    For Thou dost what is right,
    But, jocund am I,
    For Thy Light, shalt bring an answer in sight.

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  • Vincent Barrowcliffe (2/14/2013 6:29:00 AM) Post reply Stage

    Answer (Continuation of the poem " The Blessed Child, To The Worsened Realm" ;)

    Thou, in Thy Infinite magnificence, hast fulfilled our prayers,
    For now, that we shalt be
    Risen by Thy Loving, Blessed Child,
    Until we merge into Thee.
    Oneself with Thee, The Creator of entirety,
    Dreams of our longing, shalt now be true,
    Nothing, canst stop our restlessness,
    Until us, shalt Thee, accrue.

    Our desires of perishable materials,
    Shalt now end,
    Realised, shalt now, we be,
    For Thou, our wishes, will mend.
    Gratitude, shalt always pour out from our hearts, humble and mild,
    Towards Thy Blessed Child,
    For guiding us into Oneself with Thee,
    Thy Child, now amidst us on this Holy path, jocund are we.

  • Vincent Barrowcliffe (2/14/2013 6:26:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply Stage

    A Blessed Child, To The Worsened Realm

    Millenia ago, created, was the Universe,
    Which He, with His infinite Love, would nurse,
    And, an Orb, of His best imagination,
    Of His best creation,
    Filled with majestic depths of the sea,
    And mountains, as high as could they be:
    Souls, His children, departed from His Infinity,
    Dispersing from His Singularity,
    And in this Orb, after separation, still walked alongside
    Their Father, Whom would they perfectly abide.
    Now, in this Orb, of materialistic joy,
    Lured by this decoy,
    Have gradually started to decline
    You, and in their ego, started to pine,
    Committed crimes of utter fright
    To other Souls on the higher realms,
    And which was not in sight,
    Is now at the helm.
    My Lord, please send us Your Blessed Child,
    Who, in his conduct, will be simple and mild,
    And in this Worsened Realm, would enlighten
    The Souls and brighten,
    Every dark corner with Your imperishable Light,
    To bring You, again, in sight.

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  • Joshua Hernandez (2/12/2013 9:20:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply Stage

    Assaulted Paradigm

    Dark clouds shadow the truth I wish to find
    The introspection of recollection fretters nothing but time
    in the vast expanse of correlation I find nothing but a rhyme
    Where reality and subjectivity induce frivolity sublime
    My thoughts search for foundation,
    Where is truth among the lies?

    I find light in dark places,
    I grasp for pieces larger than a mustard seed,
    And find a redwood tree that halts my plea
    For faith in the unseen.
    Dreams turn into visions, then miracles…
    Stop there! Preserve the fragility of my paradigm.

    In the forrest of evidence brimming with life.
    The trees sing 'Majesty! ' as I whisper 'Reality?'
    The case of 'Is He Alive?' and 'Where does He hide?'
    Are answered by faith that I've left behind.

    Stirring within me, my clouds now ascending.
    Revealing a light piercing my concious,
    Threatening the glass cased dogma of my experience.
    The glass key hole, fragile and bare.
    And I'm unaware of the darkness inside

    The key of light, colored purpose and divine,
    Opens spiritual fluorescence, pulsing with life.
    My will so fierce it would be folly to describe.
    My will, my will, oh my will! May deception die!
    Truth may elude, but hold on tight,
    I ask for reality, unfettered by my eyes.

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    • Aneesha Roy (2/16/2013 3:19:00 AM) Post reply Stage

      A beautiful piece of poetry...This is a poem for the soul....the soul tirelessly searching for the ever-elusive Truth. Excellent!

  • Farah Sami (2/9/2013 4:56:00 AM) Post reply Stage

    To Be Stranger to a Lover
    To Be A Lover to the stranger
    King fall in love to a solitary reaper
    I heard once the destiny designed in the Palm by the Lord
    I wasn't aware before met you
    I was alone
    I was desperate
    Facing the scorching beam of the life
    Wondering in the world lonely
    You look at me and came across
    Changed my life in a few while
    Hidden me inside you
    Now I m looking my Palm
    Where you were?
    Where you are?
    Where you will

  • Billy Simani (2/6/2013 12:48:00 AM) Post reply Stage

    Behind This Four Walls

    Behind this four walls,
    I’ve seen my babies crawl,
    Underneath the wishful wells,
    I’ve watched my penny fall,
    Still I choose to stay,
    Isolated and far away,

    I’ve lived in hope of sunlight,
    But all I get is twilight,
    Under the black night I hope for twinkle,
    And the blue skies I need glitter and sparkle,
    Still I choose to stay,
    Isolated and far away,

    Everything I have is willy nilly,
    My sole heir is a silly Billy,
    And my two daughters in nitty gritty,
    Think am an old nitwit and crazy,
    Still I choose to stay,
    Isolated and far away,

    My husband was a fuddy duddy,
    With a pot belly trying to look dandy,
    He got drunk, drowned and found in a beach so sandy,
    And now my babies are left with no daddy,
    Still I choose to stay,
    Isolated and far away,

    Behind this four walls,
    Ill crumble and fall,
    Clogging the wishful wells,
    Are the pennies that fell after all?
    Still I choose to stay,
    Isolated and far away,

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