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  • Rookie - 259 Points Susmita Kumari (1/13/2015 3:52:00 AM) Post reply
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    hiii....i'm susmita kumari. i'm a medical student.i write because i find it as more interesting way to express myself, my opinions. i'm quite new to these things so i would like to get some feedbacks from poetry lovers. so please go through my works and review it.

  • Rookie - 150 Points Utsav Kad (1/13/2015 12:58:00 AM) Post reply

    I am Utsav. I love writing poems because they help me to appropriately express myself. Since i have come here i have found out that there is a lot more to poems that just rhyming words and i really hope to learn more from all you distinguished poets out there! I would really appreciate you taking some time out and going through my poems followed by feedbacks and suggestions! - - - -] http://www.poemhunter.com/utsav-kadmawala/

  • Rookie - 136 Points Suzy Jay (1/12/2015 1:46:00 PM) Post reply

    Hi! I'm Suzy. Just posted my first poem. Would appreciate some feedback, I'm a little nervous! x

  • Rookie - 772 Points Muhammad Farhan Ahmed (1/12/2015 1:27:00 PM) Post reply

    Read and comment on my poem on
    http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/golden-and-red/

    Golden And Red


    The lustre in her eyes tiffany blue
    Is as subtle as a miry leaf's dew
    Her velvety, arrow-straight hair
    Dance charismatically in the air
    Her rosy lips, her dove-white face
    Spellbinds e'ery fellow, who gaze
    Her glitz, her beguiling beauty
    She hears her praises in deep glee
    She's a bumptious beauty queen
    A proud peacock, vain and mean
    For she treasures her enticing flair
    A lover's words but to her are mere

  • Rookie - 772 Points Muhammad Farhan Ahmed (1/12/2015 1:24:00 PM) Post reply

    Read and comment on my poem on
    http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/golden-and-red/

    Golden And Red


    The lustre in her eyes tiffany blue
    Is as subtle as a miry leaf's dew
    Her velvety, arrow-straight hair
    Dance charismatically in the air
    Her rosy lips, her dove-white face
    Spellbinds e'ery fellow, who gaze
    Her glitz, her beguiling beauty
    She hears her praises in deep glee
    She's a bumptious beauty queen
    A proud peacock, vain and mean
    For she treasures her enticing flair
    A lover's words but to her are mere

  • Rookie - 10 Points Megan Ryan (1/12/2015 9:03:00 AM) Post reply

    Hello there-my name is Megan Ryan and I'm a new member to Poemhunter. I've been writing poetry since I was in middle school. My dream is to become a published poet/writer (writing children books) . I post my poetry and works on Deviantart and here is a link to my site: http://fairygal11.deviantart.com/ And you can find poems here: http://fairygal11.deviantart.com/gallery/26324412/Poems. I would like to post one of my poems here called Portrait of the Soul.

    Portrait of the Soul

    The blank canvas lies before me,
    as I pondered how to begin.
    What should I start with?
    Start with drawing a picture,
    perhaps add some color to the borders?

    The more my mind wondered,
    it makes it hard to describe
    how to create a masterpiece
    that represents my well-being.

    Fear eludes my judgement,
    judgement eludes my fear.
    Will I love or despise it?
    What will others think?

    The canvas of my heart
    Stares me right in the eyes,
    Looking deep within my soul
    Spoke softly to me as she said,
    " Just let it come and leave fear behind."

    I slowly picked up my paintbrush,
    Dipped it in one of the buckets
    Then I began to stroke against the canvas
    Waves of blue appeared like ocean waves.

    When I finished with the waves,
    I continued forth with another color
    My mind focused on the canvas
    While my hand continued to move,
    as more colors appeared before me.

    Before I knew it
    I stared at the canvas
    No longer white as snow
    It was full of beauty.

    The calm ocean
    Bright sun above
    Clear blue sky
    Whimsical clouds shift.

    The beauty of the land
    That nestled at the end
    With a kingdom resting within
    Where lovely flora surround it so.

    Canvas once blank
    Now full of life
    Beauty and grace
    The art of one's soul
    That came from within.

  • Rookie - 0 Points Layna Clemmons (1/10/2015 6:37:00 PM) Post reply

    Hello. This weekend, two books of my poetry are available for free, on amazon kindle..." Rumble, Bumble, Bop" , a children's book of poetry and " Natural Progression" , a book of poems for the mommies and daddies, of RBP fans!

  • Rookie - 772 Points Muhammad Farhan Ahmed (1/9/2015 11:28:00 AM) Post reply

    Read and comment on my poem on http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sympathy-34/

    Sympathy


    The poor lad in cast-offs scent'd the wafting aroma
    Of the flamboyant pastries so lusciously succulent
    Near to the scrumptious fruit tarts he went
    Drooling at the dainty food with deep desire

    Pulling out the vacant, penniless pockets
    Hoped the boy to find some money to buy
    The noshes so toothsome, he teared his eye
    'It can't be helped' said he with a doleful sigh

    Felt he a mellow, sympathetic pat on the back
    A misty-eyed, benevolent woman was behind
    'You yen for the delicious bakery snacks, I know
    For I can understand your tears and your woe'

    Wiping the boy's tears with a satin napkin
    She bought him the tasteful food he coveted
    The boy's eyes glistened with great glee
    'Thank you ma'am' in a feeble voice said he

  • Rookie - 772 Points Muhammad Farhan Ahmed (1/9/2015 11:28:00 AM) Post reply

    Read and comment on my poem on http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bird-beauty/

    Bird Beauty


    A harlequin parrot as free as a butterfly
    Flapp'd her rainbow wings in the azure sky
    Boasting her grandeur and flamboyance
    To mates devoid of charm and elegance

    She settled on the fecund oak tree's bough
    Whose bare branches in winds would bow
    An unembellish'd, avacado-green fellow
    Gazed at her splendour, grace and glow

    'Witness my beauty, you pygmy gawk
    I'm superior to any macaw or peacock
    My vibrant skin, my majestic wings
    Are as ornate as gardens of springs'

    The parrot so penny-plain and verdant
    Replied in his pompous, solemn accent
    'Beauty is a lovely possession, my friend
    But you'll know its sour truth in the end

    A bird's blithe days do not last long
    Beauty doesn't make one evasively strong
    You'll be a prisoner in a man's house
    Who shan't pay heed to your grouse

    Or a zoo's puny adornment you'll be
    To live a life lonely as the Arctic Sea
    Veil your allure to avoid fate's perfidy
    Before it shuts you in a cage so bitty'

  • Rookie - 11 Points Rahagir Monsur (1/4/2015 10:14:00 PM) Post reply

    hi, i m rahagir monsur from bangladesh..............
    lov poem
    lov to write
    and read


    from my memory to all of u:

    i m counting edges
    to find ur love
    to continue what we started
    in the middle of seas
    past of ur part
    which to find or doubt
    to what u became
    or none of me..........

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