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  • Rick Adriolo (1/31/2013 5:30:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply Stage

    My eyes closed, and I am still, except for the beating of my heart.. 
    But what is a heart when it's stone, cold but bleeding..
    What is a heart when its last warmth and feelings is receding..

    My ears are open, and I am still, waiting for the right moment..
    But it gives time to find the right word to start..
    But what is the right word when it is measured, weighed and comes from a frozen heart..

    My mouth begins to open, for I try to speak, thoughtful and meaningful words..
    There are just a few, small but come on strong..
    But they help to correct all I've done wrong..

    " I'm sorry" from the depths of my stone-cold-frozen and bleeding heart...

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    • Miley Stephans (2/1/2013 6:40:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply Stage

      I am but a stranger who is nothing but curious, read it through and through but for me, your theme did not strike. would love to know what it is about, for my beating heart desires.

  • Allian Bern Fuentes (1/30/2013 10:04:00 PM) Post reply Stage

    Far Away

    Transparent spirit pictures
    Swimming in the open sky
    Its wings are bold letters
    Keep your feet up and never lie
    Everything gone unanswered
    Everything came unknown
    Not until I opened my eyes

    I want you in my way
    We have got this far
    Never go away
    Everyone has their scars

    Every episode comes a question
    Don't know if it fits my mind
    Sometimes I leave it all behind
    Sometimes it lets me down
    Every chapter has a caution
    Weak hope and broken trust
    Not until illusions turn to dusts

    You're a part of me
    I'm a part of you
    Even we're far away
    I'll stay close to you
    Allian Bern Fuentes

  • Allian Bern Fuentes (1/30/2013 10:01:00 PM) Post reply Stage

    A Hero With His Dark Mask

    I hid my blackened bones and flipped the angel in front
    I did this every time I meet the messengers passing through
    To cover up my face and give the mask which I am not
    A thousand storms and bullets I blew
    My left hand heals the lost, my right hand kills the ghost
    Find me in every miles and in every words
    You would lift me up and name me with all mosts
    But deep behind I'm not the flint tone of my chords
    Allian Bern Fuentes

  • Nithin Purple (1/29/2013 9:31:00 AM) Post reply Stage

    To Her Beauty

    If 'beauty' Be the self satisfied pride she bears,
    Each Fly do wing around her cherubic sweet face,
    As they; lovers seek what her anonymous covers,
    And dream them in a transient trace.

    When 'beauty', a self possessed pride, you Worn,
    Each fly does wing around your wilt grace,
    As what lovers opine, 'how your beauty haste flown;
    As falls the man in his transient race'.
    Nithin purple

  • Jagmeet Singh (1/28/2013 10:53:00 AM) Post reply Stage

    Please tell some poetry contest in which the new teenaged poets like me can participate and have a chance to show our talent..

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  • Aldrich Suarez (1/27/2013 9:23:00 PM) Post reply Stage

    The Poet Killer

    It is another night that full of dread
    that another flesh swinging dead
    Sooner they identify that the corpse is a poet
    the event gives a terrible message and a treat
    Tremble of a succession night and day
    bloods and bodies of poets lay
    on the streets and alleys.

    Canals and Tunnels full of bloods
    limbs of trees has hanging arms,
    scattered heads and poets heart.

    No more songs, poems or stories
    Poet killer diminish poetry
    with his deeds makes one's worry
    and lift our lives to anxiety.

    Another night that full of dust
    when a tragedy comes in my house
    the bulbs dim and immediately bright
    And the Poet killer is in my sight
    A glimpse, and I close my ears and eyes
    and my sweat running that wrap me ice.

    I open my eyes but still he's in
    holding my pen and a bottle of ink
    He acquaint that I inspire him
    with my writings that gives him scheme.
    He return my pen and harshly said
    write my story and I will be glad
    as an exchange of Poet's freedom
    and he fade with a single whip of drum.

    aldrich suarez

  • Archana Kapoor Nagpal (1/25/2013 7:39:00 AM) Post reply Stage

    Let Me Be Born

    Please mother let me be born,
    I might shine bright like a diamond in your crown,

    I want to see the world,
    I can anticipate,
    It must be a beautiful place,
    I can feel within you - as I also participate,

    Please mother let me be born,
    I might shine bright like a diamond in your crown,

    I want to see the birds,
    I want to sail a boat,
    I want to smell the flowers,
    I want to see a cluster of stars,

    Please mother let me be born,
    I might shine bright like a diamond in your crown,

    I want to fly a kite,
    I want to see the rainbow high in the sky,
    I want to hold your hand,
    And walk along the beach side,

    Please mother let me be born,
    I might shine bright like a diamond in your crown,

    I want to play with you,
    I want to stay with you,
    I want to hug you,
    I just want to be with you!

    Please mother let me be born,
    I might shine bright like a diamond in your crown,

    I want to get drenched in rain,
    I want to fall in love - again and again,
    I want to be a mother,
    Of a wonderful daughter,

    Please mother let me be born,
    I might shine bright like a diamond in your crown,

    Why do you want to kill me?
    I am your daughter!
    Your mother did not kill you,
    She brought you into the world,

    Please mother let me be born,
    I might shine bright like a diamond in your crown,

    I will not leave you,
    When you need me most,
    I will not betray you,
    When you get old,

    Please mother let me be born,
    I might shine bright like a diamond in your crown,

    Give me a chance,
    Let me be born,
    Just once,
    Let me be born!

    Please mother let me be born,
    I might shine bright like a diamond in your crown.

  • Archana Kapoor Nagpal (1/25/2013 7:37:00 AM) Post reply Stage

    You Will Be Fine

    I looked at her,
    And sat beside her bed,
    I kissed her gently,
    On her forehead,
    I held her hand,
    And whispered in her ear,
    “You will be fine, my dear”!

    I could not see her in pain,
    I prayed to God for her well-being,
    I tried to weave a hope,
    For her long life and much more,
    She sighed in pain,
    I still whispered in her ear,
    “You will be fine, my dear”!

    She tightly grasped my hand,
    Pulled me on her side,
    Her eyes gazing at my helplessness,
    She felt absolutely lifeless,
    With her heart pounding and skipping pulse,
    She died in the hospital – out of cancer,
    I wish, I could whisper in her ear,
    “You will be fine – my dear”!

    I still remember her face,
    She wanted me to save her,
    I lost a friend,
    But few words for everyone,
    Though, life is not easy,
    Still be strong,
    And then - God will whisper in your ear,
    “You will be fine, my dear”!

  • Coco Nitty Aka Peter Cloutier (1/23/2013 8:16:00 PM) Post reply Stage

    The Fog
    I can hardly remember,
    When I remembered at all,
    Right now it's December,
    A year ago it was fall.

    Everywhere I go,
    I make a friend everyday,
    I don't really know,
    What they want me to say.

    I excersise a lot,
    But it's harder to think,
    For a second I thought,
    And then my brain would shrink.

    Now I'm wondering why,
    I think like I do,
    It's like as hard as I try,
    I can't remember like you.

    Then it hits me again,
    The reason I'm here,
    It's hard to pretend,
    That I don't have any fear.

    I can finally remember,
    The car coming at me,
    It was last september,
    And once again it's the past, see,

    I can hardly remember,
    When I remembered at all,
    Right now it's December,
    A year ago it was fall.

    ~~Coco Nitty~~
    ~~Peter Cloutier~~
    ~~2013~~

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