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  • Rookie - 0 Points Mapung Madura (12/20/2014 10:13:00 AM) Post reply
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    Hi all,
    glad to join poemhunter. i learn to write good poems..
    and here my first post, look for the feedback

    Swept The Sound in The Night

    me
    and the Moon
    settles tiptoe
    behind the wall clock
    ticking
    swept the sound
    in The Night

    Rose's Crown
    grooming
    seducing
    nge-Blink
    like Jewellery
    for a Bandit
    a pistol
    pull out from
    the holster
    cock-head
    a pistil
    two bodies
    became Castle

    ' Hello Hello How Low?' 3x

    Dooor! ! !

    baby's cried
    shouted
    me and the Moon nyengir
    settles tiptoe
    wrapped in the tongue-cloth

    think thrice to play your pistol at midnight,
    or your baby beside

    CRY.

  • Rookie - 0 Points Farhan Ahmed (12/20/2014 3:37:00 AM) Post reply

    My name is Farhan Ahmed. I'm a keen, sensitive poet, and I use the power of my heart to write poetry. Whatever I write is based on my imagination. I write poetry when my heart and my inner voice forces me to write. Feel free to comment on my poems.
    Let me share one of my poems:

    A Mother's Loneliness

    There, stood alone she, desolated in tears...
    Remained her eyes drizzly over the years.
    Every day and night, doleful was she,
    A blur was all what she could see...
    'My son, my son, why did you die?!
    The river of my life has become dry! '

    Mournful years passed by...
    Until dreamt she of bright candles,
    Held by childern high.
    On the back, saw she one with a dim light,
    It was her son, wistful was he quite.
    'Your tears dowsed it, dimmed it,
    Your rue stabbed my litte heart
    O Mother, why did you fall apart?'

  • Rookie - 224 Points Lubinda Lubinda (12/18/2014 8:48:00 PM) Post reply

    Hi everyone! my name is Lubinda Lubinda, just recently joined this site, i am a Zambian, i been performing in both French and English (roughly 3 years) , I just wanted to network with other poets share ideas! Feel free to comment...

  • Rookie - 262 Points Wensislaus Mbirimi (12/18/2014 2:59:00 AM) Post reply

    Hello to you all, am glad i found this site and hope to perfect my writing by sharing ideas with like minded people. Feel free to comment on my writing. I write for the love of it and the joy that putting my thoughts on paper gives me.

  • Rookie - 237 Points Michael Webb (12/18/2014 1:59:00 AM) Post reply

    My name is Michael, I'm new to this website, but I've been writing for a long time, my poems are generally focused more toward melancholy, sadness and all together darkness. Because I feel that I am correctly reflecting my surroundings. Here is one of my poems, it's called 12 ticks on a clock, tell me what you think please.

    Tossing and turning
    Thoughts softly are burning
    Holes in my head
    Oddly concerning
    Face the fact
    That we are sitting here learning
    What it feels to be dead
    How love can destroy hearts
    How hate is lurking
    And when the lights go off
    We're alone in our heads
    All alone in the dark

    Paralyzed in peril
    With puffy eyes
    Sobbing and crying
    Sterilize our secrets
    Explain to me why
    All that glitters isn't gold
    And everything alive surely will die
    Why did we start
    Why did we try
    Why sacrifice our hearts
    If they can kill us inside

    Broken records and broken souls
    Relationships eloping
    With cemetery holes
    With gallows choking
    The life from us both
    I hope you can
    Understand what I wrote
    Wishes down the well
    I believe they will soak
    Or drown in reality's revoke

    Terrorizing tempers
    Fuming with rage
    Although reasons may be separate
    They still cause the same thing
    Love is a battlefield
    Our minds are at war
    Our lips are sealed
    Our hearts are torn
    Be prepared for acres of gore

    We started too young
    We said we were prepared but we lied
    Somewhere amongst all the fun
    Our laughter began to die
    The breath in our lungs
    Began to subside
    Now I can't breathe
    I can only try

    You aren't supposed to need someone
    Because what if they leave
    You gave me your hand
    And I bit the hand that feeds
    Feed me love
    Feed me disease
    Feed me stitches so I won't have to bleed

    Wasted time I guess
    Racing against it to decrypt feelings
    That are already at rest
    And although I am reeling
    Fate is something that I do not test
    So it's probably for the best

    Life goes on
    But mine won't
    Because you are my life
    So now that your gone
    I will soon go

    Time is ticking
    Away down to nothing
    My eyes have stopped dripping
    My mind has stopped running

    I can no longer see your face
    In my mind
    It's all been erased

    It's all to end in due time
    And the reason why

    I made my bed and in my bed I will lie

  • Rookie - 68 Points Jessica-paige Davies (12/17/2014 6:45:00 AM) Post reply

    Hi all!
    Nice to meet you, I hope you are all doing okay. I just thought I'd drop a message to say hi as I'm new to this website and only recently starting writing poetry. I hope to get some decent feedback and make new friends :)

  • Rookie - 0 Points Safin Junayed Rouf (12/14/2014 5:38:00 AM) Post reply

    http://www.poemhunter.com/safin-junayed-rouf/

    Hello people. It's been a while since I last wrote here. I was wondering whether I should continue writing and then posting here, but first I thought I'd ask everyone for their opinions on my writing. Now, I know it may not be all that great, I sure as hell am no Frost or Keats, but still, I'd like to know. SO, I request you all to just give them a proper read and tell me what you think. Thank you.

  • Rookie - 121 Points Rocky Lizardi.brown (11/23/2014 9:53:00 AM) Post reply

    By A Mr.Raven

    Thrilled by the
    day, perching, squatting
    his eyes to check, if that
    man that slept outside
    and rested on a stake
    was not there- he
    ironically flew away.

  • Rookie - 121 Points Rocky Lizardi.brown (11/23/2014 9:52:00 AM) Post reply

    Hello my fellow Poets and Poetry enthusiasts. Im new the PH and am appreciating the completeness of the website.

  • Gold Star - 33,788 Points Aftab Alam Khursheed (11/19/2014 2:34:00 AM) Post reply

    Hi,
    Good morning and welcome to PH,
    Can anybody tell me the way of popularity through rating..I am little bit confused, thank you AFTAB ALAM

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