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  • Etoile Gelman (10/27/2013 4:20:00 PM) Post reply

    " AM"
    Am I not good enough for you?
    Am I not the one for you?
    Am I the only one that is getting here hurt?
    Am I the one that should walk away?
    Am I the the one getting played?
    I am not you are, because I am better than you and I am the best.

  • Mercy Moico (10/27/2013 8:58:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    on't be Afraid

    Don’t be afraid,
    Don’t be anxious.
    Face the chaos,
    Its unraveling is your gain.

    Don’t wear a mask
    to hide the truth,
    Bear the cross
    It’s your redemption.

    Don’t show rage,
    It’s merely a thought
    Disdain the gloom
    if you’re alone.

    Sing your love song
    in the still of the night,
    Let the melody lull
    the woes of the day.

    Don’t be afraid
    Fight the plague
    Your winning is your Blessing.


    Mercy Moico

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  • Mercy Moico (10/27/2013 8:55:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    Betrayal

    In front of you, you will see someone smiling,
    She looks like an angel who merrily mingling.
    In her devious scheme, you will see nothing,
    Nothing, but the lovely thing that she is offering

    She’s fancy, gentle and fascinating,
    She makes you smile, giggle, laugh to continue living
    She eases your worries when you lose something
    You may never ask but she will continue coming.

    Yet in a moment of time,
    A sudden strike comes in your mind
    A lightening strike that causes you blind,
    It’s a life destruction that can never be bind.

    How could it be?
    Why did it happen to me?
    It’s your saddest plea
    And you wish to be free.

    With an anger like a fire burning,
    You held her throat till she felt choking.
    But a sudden flash of her gripping face returning,
    Weakens your hands that persist on revenging.

    But she glared without regrets when you let her go,
    In her look reveals that she has nothing to do
    With the pain that you’ve felt she might never know,
    She has a knife for you that she intent to draw.

    With an empty heart you continue to live,
    Thinking everyone has nothing to give.
    Living alone is you best chosen field
    Your flaming head has forgotten to forgive.

    Living in this world full of dissatisfaction,
    Betrayal occupies everyone’s notion
    Devious acts are difficult to burn
    Trust is the hardest thing to learn!
    Mercy Moico

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    • Kaylin Ruth Adarne (10/30/2013 5:56:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

      nice one! It's true " Trust is the hardest thing to learn." especially when you once relied on it and got hurt for shallow reasons. I love your poem! I appreciate poems with simple words. I ... more

  • Shalini Samuel (10/25/2013 11:22:00 AM) Post reply

    If you love this poem vote for it
    http://www.poemhunter.com/contest-vote-final/a-fishy-day-at-bay/
    A fishy day at bay

    Blue wave, white foam, washing the long shore
    with its tender soothing hands, brushing away
    my fading memories, polishing men's rock heart, at bay
    -akin to the pebbles, the bubbly kids search to store

    on a solitary rock, by the shore, a young man sits
    dreaming his untold future, the spluttering sprays
    banging the rock, returns back, filling water in pits
    sea retreats in agony, striking again angrily on her prey

    the candy man rings the bell, people run behind for a bite
    the balloons sway in his hands- bright red, blue and pink
    the shells, hiding an unknown craftsman, rests at the sales site,
    the groundnut covers, mango peels, the leftover snacks, stink

    sinking legs, wander aimlessly across the shore, holding hand
    sometimes alone, like two creepers intertwined, joy and sorrow guise
    the breaking dawn, sun rises, to the silent command of magic wand
    I look upon through the net, the arid faces, ripping hungry and fiery eyes

    enjoying weepily my solo day on shore; few hours afore, from the cold sea bed
    waving my friends, I had gone astray into the net, envisioning the shore gleam;
    suicidal I have been, caught in men's glitters of a wonder world afar, held
    by cruel hands, I knew not, this isn't my place; travelling back alive- just a daydream.
    http://www.poemhunter.com/contest-vote-final/a-fishy-day-at-bay/

  • Matt Mooney (10/25/2013 11:00:00 AM) Post reply

    If you want to feel young read my poem 'Always Eighteen' and rate it by clicking on http://www.poemhunter.com/contest-vote-final/always-eighteen/ as the last few hours are ticking away on a great contest! Thanks to those who have already done so. May the best poem win!

  • Ramesh Rai (10/25/2013 10:35:00 AM) Post reply

    The Hon'ble Poet/Poetess/Reader
    ONLY FEW HOURS LEFT
    My poem I SEARCHED YOU has
    qualified the semi final of poetry
    contest and now contesting for final
    round.25th Oct.2013 is the last date
    for on line voting.
    I most humbly like to request you to
    please read my poem and vote if you
    like it.
    I also request you to please share
    the link with your friend circle.
    If the link does not open please
    paste the link only on address bar or
    google to enter into the voting
    page. If you are a member of Poem
    Hunter.com please add your
    comment too otherwise you can
    vote only.
    My link is - http://
    www.poemhunter.com/contest-
    vote-final/i-searched-you/
    With kind regards.
    ramesh rai

  • Yvette Dubel (10/24/2013 8:56:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    We need your help.
    Are you a poet with heart and flow?Do you work well with others?
    Be credited as a co-writer of our collaborative performance piece.
    We need a few inspired poets (1-5) to help us create a performance masterpiece. The right person for this project can easily connect with telling the story of five women's fall into romances that invaded them. We need your poetic talents to show audiences how some characters pulled themselves through destructive relationships and discovered the awakening of their soul.

    As the primary writer up until now I've been developing the scripted monologues. Inspired a bit by " The Vagina Monologues" but here the focus is on five different relationship situations and journeys to recover from them or celebrate their gifts. Happy to share more details and answer any questions for those seriously interested in having some fun with this collaboration.

    This is first and foremost a creative endeavor.
    However, we plan to develop an event around presenting performance of this script in the DC area. My partner is doing the choreography. We will expand the team to work to get sponsors once the creative side is handled. When we get further along everyone will get to review the project budget and fees will be amended to include new members of the creative team.

    If this sounds interesting to you, get in touch today!

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  • Ramesh Rai (10/24/2013 7:19:00 AM) Post reply

    The Hon'ble Poet/Poetess/Reader

    My poem ' I SEARCHED YOU ' has qualified the semi final of poetry contest and now contesting for final round.25th Oct.2013 is the last date for on line voting.
    I most humbly like to request you to please read my poem and vote if you like it.
    I also request you to please share the link with your friend circle.

    If the link does not open please paste the link only on address bar or google or a word file to enter into the voting page. If you are a member of Poem Hunter.com please add your comment too otherwise you can vote only.

    My link is - http://www.poemhunter.com/contest-vote-final/i-searched-you/
    With kind regards.
    ramesh rai

  • Abhilash Fraizer (10/23/2013 10:29:00 AM) Post reply

    It is 'Between the islands'. have a look at as you pass by.

  • Matt Mooney (10/23/2013 12:23:00 AM) Post reply

    Greetings my friends and fellow poets.So glad to be in the semi final of the Poemhunter.com contest. Please vote for my poem 'Always Eighteen' by clicking on this link: http://www.poemhunter.com/contest-vote-final/always-eighteen/

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