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  • Phillip Ibsen (2/22/2013 5:51:00 AM) Post reply

    hi.... i have a one piece
    REGRET
    So fresh his memory was,
    she was the cute persona in his poetic work,
    she was full of a life-of an angel,
    the words were spoken deep,
    heart beat could be heard from a far,
    but the silence within was never to be broken...
    he was a young man
    who tried so hard to see, touch and feel what love was
    but now he felt dejected,
    reason being the cute persona-
    was no more of a life of an angel, ,
    to a land so far but astray-she went, ,
    and the young lad wondered-
    why he ever set foot on her door step....

  • Kelly-anne Stevens (2/16/2013 9:56:00 AM) Post reply

    Hi all,

    Joined yesterday and
    would love your reviews on my
    four new submissions

  • Jennifer Rothgordt (2/6/2013 9:21:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    I'd like to invite you to read and rate my poetry!


    One Wonders



    One wonders what the world would do,
    If each word spoken, from this point were true.
    If every expression of emotion or reason, real!
    How would this make mankind feel?
    If a childs hunger could be fed by trust.
    If respect for women was made a must!
    No more hurt, no more pain, no more crime, no more shame.
    No more deaths in religions name!
    No more acts of desperation!
    No more feelings of deep frustration!
    Could this heal our global nation?!


    Jennifer Rothgordt

    Submitted: Wednesday, February 06,2013

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  • Mathew Lewis (2/5/2013 6:51:00 PM) Post reply

    Hello all.

    I have recently made a return to poemhunter after quite a long absence. Please drop me a line as I always am looking for new awesome poems to read and young new poets to interact with.

    Regards
    Mat

  • Jayne Davies Rookie - 1st Stage (1/31/2013 2:04:00 AM) Post reply

    Hi there, I joined yesterday. Just submitted my poem called I'll Hold You Close. I look forward to reading other members work!

  • Jagmeet Singh Rookie - 1st Stage (1/28/2013 11:00:00 AM) Post reply

    I'm Not a proffesional poet, but like to write poems as a hobby.
    According to my colleagues they are well written.

    When i read other old but gold poets' poems, so difficult language
    is used and most were boring.My poems are easy to understand
    and full of fun.
    so enjoy reading and comment as much as you can.

  • Aldrich Suarez Rookie - 1st Stage (1/27/2013 9:32:00 PM) Post reply

    hello to all,
    It is with great humility and hesitancy to be a Poet....I am 18 years old from Philippines and I love Gothic, Horror, and Humorous poems....thank you..
    PS please add me as a friend

  • Anela Mrubata Rookie - 1st Stage (1/25/2013 11:33:00 PM) Post reply

    Hello to everything. I wouldn't be posting in this forum unless i needed a favour from all of you. As you know this forum is mostly used by new poets looking to make a names for themselves by earning respect from fellow poets. I am one of those many new poets looking to make an impact, therefore i'd like to invite all to read/vote/comment on my poetry. Your input will be highly appreciated and will help me to improve in areas in which i lack. Thanks in advance fellow poets

  • Devin Rai Rookie - 1st Stage (1/25/2013 12:26:00 PM) Post reply

    Hey, Fellow poets, I am Devin Rai, new to this site. I just submitted my poem, " My last five minutes" . It's about regrets and worries you have when your times comes. I hope you all will like it. And feel free to present your views on my poem. It'll will be of great help.
    Thanks.

  • Jennifer Rothgordt Rookie - 1st Stage (1/24/2013 6:51:00 PM) Post reply

    pretty new to site looking for feed back on my submissions

    Amidst the Mist



    City streets and lanterns mired in the mist.
    Where old couples and young lovers have often stopped to kiss.
    the lamp outside the Barber shop casts an eerie twisted light.
    Pale colors adorn the buildings face, long into the night.
    Lively music lilts like crystal chimes amidst the densest fog.
    A pungent scent floats lightly and boasts of frothy grog.
    The golden glow of the carriage lights bounce lightly down the street.
    The fog horn from the harbor, warning ships, whose bows could meet.
    The clock towers ancient bell, strikes out, an echoing refrain.
    Wrapped in your arms, and in this spot, for my life, I could remain.


    Jennifer Rothgordt

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