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  • Rookie Ndubisi Anslem (7/2/2013 6:37:00 AM) Post reply
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    We have come to the " feast"
    At jungle, to dance to tunes
    Of music of our time, and now,
    Leaving the arena for others,
    Returning with cheering heart.

    Gladdened by our worth
    Our shoulder laid with arrogant pride
    As it was at the beginning,
    We stomped tirelessly, bathed with
    Salt water and with the eyes of flame

    Grope for dream.
    " Determination" stands the watch-word
    To some, it shattered away
    As the hour danced past
    When at the time of deep distress

    Along the hobbling wattle forest
    And of trial, were threshed
    And shoved into obscurity.
    But we pegged away into
    The realm walls of faith

    Where we spurned the nights
    Of fear that stalk the day
    In a combative poise.
    We are coming
    To fertile our land

    With the frothy glory
    Trapped in our hands.
    Hearts leap of joy
    As we slung our bags over
    Our back, touching each other,

    Gaze timidly at faces with surge
    Of excitement.
    Hear the drum beat of glee.
    We have arrived at the niche of time

    Bringing castles of hope,
    Telling sad-sweet tales
    Of our voyage.
    Ndubisi Anslem Otolokpo

  • Rookie - 0 Points Claudio Rodrigues (7/1/2013 10:26:00 AM) Post reply


    Showdown closed in the sub natures that has perceived in the veil. The effect has bemused our inner consciences and has truly, penetrated our egos so deep in our living cores that it will take an entire life time to regenerate our once solaced memories that repent our sorriest and laced fates that could have been a meaning…
    We travel in different roads some that lead to dust, others that lead to our personal hells and once we attain all the much unforeseen consequences. Fate begins
    I will refuse to make fate my sidekick, but bully him to be my slave in a sordid way that I will be able to maneuver my ways in our same beliefs. Abhorred nourished behaviors will unclean our smothering trends.
    Sometimes my light watches over your dark, and I lumber beside the moonlight shadow hoping that fate will reconnect us, trusting the twists of time, to reunite us in this earth, that familiar feeling of knowing we belong to each other, that certainty that we are the same substance, we combine, we fuse together so perfectly…
    Maybe in this life time you may not recognize me or you simply desire to vanish me from your life, destroy and erase those memories that are so buried deep in you.
    It’s utterly lucid that you feel drawn to me, but you don’t ahold so you elect to withdraw yourself from me… and this vicious circus continuo’s to exist, so all I have left is to involve myself in this agonizing sphere.
    We wanted silently to be the embodiment of each other as we lived through days on each other’s air supply; slowly we could not go on crawling in such suffocating motion. The loneliness calls every time closer…
    The release always feels liberating, but does remorse too?

    By Soulbeyond

  • Rookie - 0 Points Claudio Rodrigues (7/1/2013 10:26:00 AM) Post reply

    Bury Me

    Bury the memories of me in the depths inside your mind, since you were everything I ever wanted, that I had to afford to lose.
    Unveil the character behind the persona you wear, I just can’t go on covering my eyes, acting blind to spare you. I can’t forgive the inflicted injuries against the core of myself, my being, my life, my heart. Without you I feel it will never be the same, I have surrendered trying to attain you, and for that I suffered, as time passed I felt myself dying, after all you where the source of my bliss.
    I have adhered to loneliness, and take pride in this state, knowing I’m safe in order to experience the peak of my liberation. Remember that I will never love you like I did.

    By Soulbeyond

  • Rookie - 486 Points Adam M. Snow (6/29/2013 7:56:00 PM) Post reply

    Under the Innocent Sky
    By: Adam M. Snow

    Under the innocent sky,
    ever serene and fair.
    Beauty is the stars on high,
    taking away our despair.

    Ever so silent it can be,
    with still a melody that can be heard.
    Close your eyes imagine free,
    with wings stretched wide, like a morning bird.

    Soaring through the dark blue sky,
    ever serene and fair;
    joining with the stars on high,
    feeling the wind between your hair.

    Even though the dream's not true,
    we can still admire from afar,
    the beauty the sky, so dark and blue,
    and the many dancing stars.

  • Rookie - 0 Points Roderick Gering (6/29/2013 5:09:00 PM) Post reply

    I am new here on Poemhunter.com but i have been writing poetry for 30 years. I would like any info someone can share about contests here how to enter and so on. Any info is appreciated thanks. Also curious if one can post eroitc poetry here on this site?

  • Rookie Satyabrata Barik (6/28/2013 8:19:00 AM) Post reply

    I knew that day why one loves
    Why one thinks of someone daynight
    Why one dies too have a glance of her
    Because one expects to get love in return.

  • Rookie - 0 Points Nicholas. B Fielding (6/27/2013 12:53:00 AM) Post reply

    Evil’s Romantic Notion

    A lion’s breath sees evil waiting,
    frosted by the windows paling
    Waiting crouched and ready still,
    for evil from your mouth to spill

    Awaiting a closely quarted malice,
    inside the place you hold so deep,
    Deep in your heart, yet you frighten
    Fear enact by love,
    yet frightened by what love means

    Growing yet more fearful,
    by the thoughts of what will be,
    you cannot help but feel the forces
    evil as they seem attractive, take it
    for it is the form of what will be

    Inescapable the love and fear,
    like a poison drank and not yet treated
    Intoxicating, debilitating,
    patiently waiting to ease the pain,
    flowing in your blue line vein

    No movement dare you take,
    whilst the lion lies in wait.

  • Rookie - 172 Points Godfrey Morris (6/26/2013 12:00:00 PM) Post reply

    How so simple?
    Oh so pure!
    Through the passage of time
    I shall endure.

    I am a cousin, of love's true light.
    In the sleep of the night, I do what's right.
    Please say my name.

    I am silent,
    so meek so mild
    accused by a lie
    I walk in captivity

    Free me now
    Say my name!

    copyright (c) 2013

  • Rookie - 59 Points Rinku Tiwari (6/26/2013 3:57:00 AM) Post reply

    The first day of summer rain

    So hot today
    The fire is
    There are two steps to the left foot
    This is not tolerated ball of fire
    Oh God, what havoc your
    What did forget to tell us
    Lead with hot air
    Dry throat from thirst
    Looking for water
    May not be far
    Froggy the singing
    May God be pleased
    Drum only at Ngare on the sky
    Clouded sphere
    Come rain come snow, wind and water the sky
    Weather was cold so
    Occurs mostly in winter as
    Still remember the day
    The first day of summer rain

  • Rookie - 0 Points Peter Maxharya (6/26/2013 2:17:00 AM) Post reply

    hey u all poem lovers im back again this tym with a BOOM bang! feel free to read, rate and write ur honest comment in ma new poem" i am in a circle"

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