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  • Rookie - 127 Points Allemagne Roßmann (11/7/2013 6:08:00 AM) Post reply
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    Your Name: Amit Ray

    Title of Poem: In Sunderbans

    The Body of the Poem:

    In Sunderbans where tigers roar
    Mangroves dense vast surroundings explore
    Black stripes sniffed on orange flesh
    for succour where to- ever his grouses justified refesh
    Danger lurks cautiously guarding his lair, mother Nature in furore!

    A timid deer`s gossamer dreams in his patient mouth
    That`s how the law defined-somebody`s sunrise and somebody else`s sunset so couth
    A second day fuel with a succulent buffalo, a third day duel with a crocodile in nesh
    In Sunderbans

    There lies in silence a bigger score
    A honey farmer in the death row he tore
    He picked up a quarrel with the busy bees in their mesh
    A new day musing with new enemies afresh
    And now a village trail along the Matla river, a new taste flick with albacore
    In Sunderbans

    N.B. Poetry form is English Rondeau.

  • Rookie Abhishek Sharma (11/4/2013 9:07:00 AM) Post reply

    meri diwali..

    AAj mara ghar chamk rha hai
    jaane kitne hi deepko ke saath
    mombatiyon ke saath
    aur rang birangi layiton ke saath
    har tarf khusi kaa mahol hai
    aasmaan ko rang birange
    karne ki toud hai
    log dharti chamka rhe hai
    aur kuch aasman ko saja rhe hai
    aaj hindustan khush hai
    kyunki aaj uski aur meri dharti par
    khushi kaa mahaul hai
    ye isliye kyunki aaj diwali ka tyohar hai
    mgr mai ab bhi thoda saa mayus hun
    thoda saa dukhi hun
    kyunki aaj jahan hindustan
    khusi mana rha hai
    vahan kuch log mar bhi rhe hai
    koi bhuk se
    koi pyaas se
    to koi thand se
    'abii' kehta hai tum sab se
    jis kadar tum mana rhe ho diwali
    usi tarh tum thodi si khushi
    un logon mai bhi baant do
    to tumhari aur meri
    auuur rangeen ho jayegi diwali.....

  • Rookie - 364 Points Abegunde Tosin (11/4/2013 9:00:00 AM) Post reply

    A tale of BIAZOWA:

    Brewed to the brim
    As though a dream,
    The tale of biazowa.
    Within a tower
    Lies my card
    With the head bald
    Bend on a bench
    To tell a tale of the mesh.

    The corrupt
    The bankrupt,
    And bandicts,
    All on the seat of power
    As against the book of power.
    The books we read
    Negates the tread of bread.

    They feed u with lies,
    Keeping your future to the flies.
    " Oh God!
    Give us a gourd
    Filled with wine of mercy,
    For we tread a path very dicey
    Stationed for obstruction
    Awaiting demolition, destruction! "

    The self acclaimed Messiah
    Turns to be the best liar
    Having flair for loot and deceit
    On sold goods without receipt
    They are indeed prophet
    Whose congregation aims profit
    Posterity shall judge
    For the future locked in lodge

  • Rookie - 85 Points Tee Daniel (11/3/2013 7:00:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    Try To Remember.

    It's all about the
    moments we shared
    life can get
    better and you can be
    more glad remembering
    those precious
    Going down the
    memory lane,
    there are things yet
    undone and they need
    to be done.
    Those times when we
    use to share our
    dreams together,
    those times when all
    we could ever
    think of is being
    how i wish those
    moments we shared
    together will actually
    last forever,
    but now we have gone
    our separate ways,
    i still find it hard to
    forget about those
    when we use to lay
    down together outside
    watching the blue moon
    and making wishes of
    the things yet come, in
    the latter days,
    how could you forget
    that so easily
    i never got trapped in
    my thoughts so quickly,
    just look back and see
    where we are from,
    just think back and see
    how far we have come.
    Think back, think it
    through and you will
    see reasons for us to
    be together again.

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  • Rookie - 0 Points Zane Tyree (11/3/2013 2:55:00 PM) Post reply


    As I sit here confused,
    Not knowing whether today will be my last,
    I feel so numb I'm amused,
    Unaware of the sadness I cast,
    My heart will fail,
    My mind will break,
    When I go no one will tell,
    Do I have what it will take,
    To remove this world of a curse,
    To give this world a relief,
    After its done I know what will immerse,
    This world won't change its belief.

  • Rookie - 6 Points Calvin Curdle (11/2/2013 11:29:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    When will there be another contest?September slipped through my fingers.

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  • Rookie - 54 Points Humera Sultana (11/1/2013 11:20:00 AM) Post reply


    As the tear of Time
    Trickled down the
    Face of Life
    I saw a Moment
    Roll down its cheek.

    A moment made of
    Millions of minute
    Myriad spells.
    A moment tinted with
    Colourful colors.

    A moment that lay
    Bare and throbbed
    Wild and chained
    Panted and gasped
    Sobbed and gurgled.

    A moment that was
    Dark and luminous
    Parched and quenched
    Tender and strong
    Pain and joy.

    A moment
    Circled with a halo
    Gathered me in its radiance
    To feel eternity.
    A moment
    That infused awe
    And a pleasurable dread
    A moment of ecstasy in pain
    A moment of utter worship
    A moment that never slept
    A moment that lay awake.
    A moment called Love
    Humera Sultana

  • Rookie - 127 Points Allemagne Roßmann (10/31/2013 6:53:00 PM) Post reply

    Not seeing any October contest template but people are asking to vote for the poems

  • Rookie Michael Berlin (10/31/2013 1:28:00 PM) Post reply

    The bottomless pit of desire
    Annihilated disastrous fire
    Reckoning feats tasteless sweets
    Mourning for lifeless heartbeats
    Indeed I purge
    Half way submerged
    Somewhere lost in between
    Recklessness and bound
    Twisted waves
    Depleted sounds
    Roaming around
    I can't find myself
    Hiding in the mirror
    The books I like
    Take me to the place I love
    Finish one more poem
    Than its off with my head


  • Rookie - 0 Points Mercy Moico (10/31/2013 1:28:00 PM) Post reply

    Blinded me not

    Beauty and pleasure that entice me
    Gold and diamonds that I can see
    It’s neither permanent nor ever lastingly
    Can overwhelm the greatness of my wish to be.

    Wrong love, fake friends conniving mentor
    They make me live, love with laughter
    Yet they've stolen the heart that used to be purer
    It has been devastated by the slyness of your power.

    Blinded me not is my loudest cry
    Tempt me not is my greatest sigh
    Your ignorance to my soul makes me die
    Dying like a bird that never learn to fly.

    Blinded me not I beg you
    Accept the love that you never value
    Appreciate the nature that may never due,
    Wonder to the darkest sky turning into blue.

    Leave me alone without questioning
    But never forsake me as a sign of revenging
    I’m just wanderer who never stop exploring
    Wishing for best and hoping to do the finest thing.

    Living with people full of obsession,
    It’s a dreadful life that roots of all commotion.
    They can never be the cure of my dissatisfaction,
    They can never be the source of my perfect passion.

    Tease me not save me from pain,
    Leave me not when I’m drenching in the rain
    Yet if you let me live in vain
    I won’t stand waiting for your little grain.

    Blinded me not! Oh my most brilliant buddy,
    Wake up to you wicked dream to ruin my personality.
    I can never exchange your charm to my dignity,
    For God that you fear not gives me eternity.
    Mercy Moico

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