Two and two - By Nikhil Nath

Two and two

I write your name
on the new moon

with the fluency
of a dream

eited by choice
on the chopping block

with music thrown in
from the future of arguments

on the butter paper
on anniversary cakes

wearing the candle of time
on the borders of strained

relations, unmindful
of such consequences

we still slip the ring
into each other's finger

hoping two
and two would add up.


- Written by: Nikhil Nath

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Our Love - By Martin Dejnicki

Our Love

I promise to love you, with my heart and soul,
Bringing joy to your life, is my ultimate goal.
I will be good, and loyal to you,
Our bond and our love, let us renew.

Our special love - I must proclaim,
It heats our souls, just like a flame.
Special moments, help it spread,
When we hunger, it becomes our bread.

It does not matter, on the seasons,
For loving you, there’s so many reasons.
You are the one, you are my dear,
Your actions and words, are always sincere.

There’s never a single, doubt in my mind,
That our love, is pure and exceptionally kind.

Each day with you is a special occasion,
We fit together in this equation.


- Written by: Martin Dejnicki

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Rain nailed to a cross - By Nikhil Nath

Rain nailed to a cross

I am Sunday and dream
I wonder why Dali stole from Eluard
I hear butterflies in my stomach
I see rain nailed to a cross
I want to run away with revenge
I am Sunday and dream
I pretend to be a Lamborgini
I feel the sun burning my testicles
I touch Dali's pallet
I worry about the honor killing of sand
I cry that the moon never kisses me
I am Sunday and dream
I understand women smell their panties
I say let's not blush over mistakes
I dream about marrying a whore
I try to rid the world of hypocrites
I hope tomorrow will be full of poetry
I am Sunday and dream.


- Written by: Nikhil Nath

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The Spider - By Emily Donalson

The Spider

So dainty trying
So dainty flying

So dainty falling
So dainty calling

So dainty climbing
So dainty rhyming

So dainty sitting
So outwitting

So strong and thrilling
Just sitting
while the world goes by
Yet still so dainty
Just the way God made you

So outrageous
the way you work
Without a smirk
Right from birth
is when you start
your life's long work

Working to eat
Working before sleep
Working to give your eggs a chance

That's a spider's LIFE!


- Written by: Emily Donalson

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Debate - By Nikhil Nath

Debate

Quick sand, moon
must emerge
from a tired paper
on a table of woes
lost in the fumes
of an argument
over Marx and
capitalism
running a small
rope through the
future of surprise
in the jungle
of inventive lies
sold on the curiosity
of broken glass
falling to dust
on the rampage
of a heated debate.


- Written by: Nikhil Nath

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THE RHYME, MY GREATEST CRIME - By JVL NARASIMHA RAO INDIA

THE RHYME, MY GREATEST CRIME

For an immature poet like me the rhyme
Becomes the greatest crime
I want to write a poem on a piece of soap
Or the greatness of the Italian Pope
I talk about the faithfulness of a pet dog
Or the great utility of a school bag
I can write a poem on a match stick
Since I feel, for poetry there is no yardstick
Somebody thinks my poetry is rather Awkward
I can no longer go any forward
He feels my poetry is meant for un-schooled
I don’t think I am even a bit fooled
He opines my poems are mere mush
And I am making unnecessary fuss
In fact I am very much cooled
Because I think I am correctly ruled.


- Written by: JVL NARASIMHA RAO INDIA

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Non entity - By Nikhil Nath

Non entity

Its this tumor of shame
this dormitory of lies
this box of brashness
that's brought down
your superego self
caught in the web
of confusion
you are now
a non entity.


- Written by: Nikhil Nath

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A POET IS THE SUN - By JVL NARASIMHA RAO INDIA

A POET IS THE SUN

The sun sends his gorgeous light
The poet gives us inestimable delight
The sun brightens the world with his glorious rays
And the poet illuminates it with his poetic ways
The sun sometimes hides him self in the cloud
And the poet at gloomy times in the crowd
The eclipse may darken the sun for a while
And the society may subject the poet for a trial
The sun gives us necessary heat
And the poet makes his/her aesthetic feat
The sun is the life giver for the universe
The poet is the truth lover with his/her verse
The poet can view
Where the sun has no clue
I worship the sun god
And adore the poetic lord


- Written by: JVL NARASIMHA RAO INDIA

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Marooned - By Shamika Shabnam

Marooned

It seemed as if yesterday I was high up on cloud nine
The swift breeze of bliss and contentment was wafting all over me,
Like a rapid, galloping horse
The aura of ecstasy was running in every single unit of my body,
I had an astounding sensation that,
there wasn't a second individual with such a splendid lifestyle as mine.

But every captivating dream is followed by a ghastly nightmare
Out of the blue, I found myself marooned in a trapped location
Like a forsaken, abandoned youngster
Stranded in an anonymous island
I had no acquaintances with whom I can chatter merrily
I constantly kept on creating catchy quotes in my constructive mind,
cause I lacked a companion
With whom I can communicate effectively.

The awareness of being marooned was as anguishing and suffocating;
As a helpless sparrow, trapped inside a gloomy cage
The sparrow is a feeble victim,
The cage is its predator
I am a feeble victim,
The trapped location around me is my predator
Who has marooned me to death.

Marooned, marooned, marooned........


- Written by: Shamika Shabnam

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JESUS, THE ETERNAL LIGHT - By JVL NARASIMHA RAO INDIA

JESUS, THE ETERNAL LIGHT

Love is the essence of life
Without which life becomes meaningless
Lesser people may have Familial love
Greater people have universal love
Some live only to eat tasty food
For others they don’t do any good
They are animals in the wood
And enjoy life as long as they should
Some live for only money
Just like bees make honey
Some others live for humanity
It’s the greatest quality
Some lived and died for truth
They sacrificed even their youth
They always followed Holy path
We need their purification bath
Jesus is the eternal light
He makes our lives bright
He is dearly called Christ
And is our universal priest.


- Written by: JVL NARASIMHA RAO INDIA

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THE HISTORIC CROSS - By JVL NARASIMHA RAO INDIA

THE HISTORIC CROSS

Christmas reminds me of the Historic cross
And the repairable loss
and the inhuman laws
Jesus has wanted to serve his people
And has tried to protect them like his own pupil
Man is an evil by his very nature
He can’t understand Jesus’ ethical stature
And is ignorant of his benevolent feature
Undoubtedly the meanest creature
He has tried to crucify God
It is an inexcusable fraud
Can any human kill the divine Lord?
I believe Jesus is our eternal bard for human good
He has shed his holy blood
Incessant tears come to my eyes like unstoppable flood
Jesus has prayed even for his ghastly traitors
His sanctifying name is written in golden letters
Jesus has wanted all of us to love
And has flown the spiritual dove
He is an embodiment of Supreme sacrifice
May his DIVINE soul purify all human Vice.


- Written by: JVL NARASIMHA RAO INDIA

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Silhouettes - By Lamar Cole

Silhouettes

On a starry night in June.
Two silhouettes can be seen on the moon.
On a night so cool and fair.
Sweet kisses under the white oak tree.
Two lovers without a care.
The moon seemed to feel our love.
Like the inside of a warm glove.
The moon spoke to us tonight.
As passion reached its greatest height.


- Written by: Lamar Cole

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When - By Lori Spoelder

When

In my heart I know it's you
when I open my eyes to start each day
when I sip my coffee, I feel your smile
when I think of you, there is nothing I wouldn't do
to make you feel secure and want to stay
when I think of you, it's all worthwhile,
when I dial your number, just to hear your voice
hoping to hear you say
"How are you? Is your day going well? I miss you too"
when I feel so scared and alone,
when I feel a warm south wind gently hug me,
I know that you are there and will always be
when I think about my future, you are there
when I think of you,
I want to be there for you, as you are for me
I want to give you strength and courage
Can't you see?
when I think of you, I want you to take my hand
when you are unsteady and only when you are ready
when I think of you,
when darkness falls and the hour is late,
when I close my eyes at night,
is when I think of you,
thoughts so sweet and tender, they cannot wait,
for they comfort me until morning light,
when I think of you
I think of us ...
Forever and always.


- Written by: Lori Spoelder

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HOW I WANT TO SPEND CHRISTMAS - By JVL NARASIMHA RAO INDIA

HOW I WANT TO SPEND CHRISTMAS

I don’t want to spend Christmas Drinking tasty wine
And dancing with beautiful woman
I don’t believe in the theory of Enjoying a day very merrily
And the other day worriedly
Jesus lived and died For certain divine values
LOVE PEACE MERCY KINDNESS AND FORGIVENESS
The values I cherish
Because only they make me flourish
Or else I will perish
Let’s all the eternal principles nourish.


- Written by: JVL NARASIMHA RAO INDIA

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Fall - By Romatype

Fall

A subtle drift in the leaves announces that a change is soon,
not far in the near distance.
Glancing at the escarpment,
I saw what was the infamous impending doom of storm ahead.
The clouds forming together a tight bond,
a marriage of destruction that waited.
The calmness beneath gave riddance to the doubts
that were pure and true like the open, countryside.
Soon October came and left,
and the darkness swooping in,
circling my dearest fears, left me staring.
Her eyes piercing lightning as the storm came closer
evading the calmness beneath,
and inviting the doomness.
It’s no longer October any longer,
and the leaves are gone and replaced by her rigid frost.
She has no longing for comfort, for warmth.
The ground starts to freeze,
and I begin to slip,
loosing balance, and posture.
Her eyes aren’t brown;
they are gray, dull and low.
My body begins to quiver as the temperature drops,
and my bottomless glass emerges.
I try to prepare for the shelling that invades,
grasping at anything that will save me,
protect me, preserve me.
Self-preservation is furtherest from imminent,
and its been two years since my last tour,
but I can’t avoid it.
I duck but it lowers,
I run but she speeds up.
Her confidence rising, overwhelming,
and it starts to penetrate,
like a cobra striking its prey.
Its no longer a thought, an image,
but its reality, damning me.
It’s December, the calming after the storm.
There’s debris and evidence of her wrath, everywhere.
Her darkness still stalking and haunting me,
like a soldier after his war. It’s December now.


- Written by: Romatype

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CHILD IS GREATER THAN MAN - By JVL NARASIMHA RAO

CHILD IS GREATER THAN MAN

When I was a child
I used to wonder
What was the cause of thunder?
Why the grass was green
Or the Apple was red
How could water go into Coconut?
Everything fascinated my inquisitive mind
And my heart was incredibly kind
Now I have fifty years old
My heart has become unashamedly cold
I don’t care even if an innocent child
Fell into sinking mud
Or a pious saint was killed in cold blood
And a number of villages were
Marooned by furious flood
Or a heinous terrorist shot
A number of devout pilgrims
Brutally dead
I don’t know whether
The colour of my blood is red
The snow of insensitivity
Froze my childish heart
And destroyed my creative art
The sin of my selfishness
Deleted my human part
And drove out my divine craft.


- Written by: JVL NARASIMHA RAO

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EAST AND WEST - By JVL NARASIMHA RAO INDIA

EAST AND WEST

The sun rises in the east And sets in the west
Lord Krishna flourished in the east
And Jesus Christ blossomed in the west
Sanskrit is the purest language
English is the most popular in the present age
Valmiki was a great Indian sage
Thoreau’s each word is an adage
East is famous for spirituality
West is known for material prosperity
Spirituality without prosperity may be ideal
Prosperity with spirituality is feasible
Colonization may be an evil
Even the west was suffered by the devil
I want to be a bridge between East and west
Because I can not say which is best.


- Written by: JVL NARASIMHA RAO INDIA

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The migrating birds - By JVL NARASIMHA RAO INDIA

The migrating birds

The daughters of India are migrating birds As brides,
they fly with the bride grooms
To far off places of different weathers
And come back to their homes in only festive seasons
We are worried about their wounded pride
Their separation we can no longer hide
As parents we have to bear the emotional tide
We console ourselves they are at their soul mate’s side
Only parents understand the real suffering
Their offspring becomes a distant bird in spring
We don’t know what happens to them in autumn
Their health the cold weather may weaken
Why can’t they stay with mother and father?
I think the Hindu custom is very cruel rather
No sister or brother likes to forego their sibling
The soul mate may be a great king.


- Written by: JVL NARASIMHA RAO INDIA

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THE DIRTY BEGGARS - By NARASIMHA RAO INDIA

THE DIRTY BEGGARS

I am a pure devotee of God
And I go to the temple every day
I am a very strict vegetarian
And keep my body very clean
Yesterday I went to the temple
While I was about to enter it
A dirty beggar touched my feet
And begged for alms
My body was polluted
And I went home
To have a purification bath
And got back and was taken aback
I was surrounded by A host of beggars
Who touched my feet One by one shamelessly
I was totally polluted
My sanctity is unfortunately lost
I will never get God’s innumerable blessings
I will never excuse the dirty beggars for their misgivings .


- Written by: NARASIMHA RAO INDIA

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Wayward Stranger - By Lanny Wafer

Wayward Stranger

River flows wildly
He hears the past call
City lies sleeping
Behind brick walls
Different lives now
A love long gone
His past is blurry
The stranger moves on
No home for his heart
He’s lost in the storm
No comfort found now
Clothes tattered and torn
Left in the cold
Snow piled at his feet
Hungry and confused
Memories so sweet
Weary and alone
He must travel on
He prays for hope
And his love long gone
He feels her soft touch
He smells her blonde hair
He closes his eyes
And she is still there.


- Written by: Lanny Wafer

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WHAT IS THIS LIFE EVEN ON CHRISTMAS? - By JVL NARASIMHA RAO INDIA

WHAT IS THIS LIFE EVEN ON CHRISTMAS?

What is this life even on Christmas?
What is this life If it is full of hate and spate?.
We always suffer from strife
Those who love even their foes are great
Love is the best word to hear
Jesus has created us to have a meaningful life
Then heavenly Father comes near
Jealousy is a double edged knife
Kindness and mercy are the eternal values
Jesus is an embodiment of supreme sacrifice
Religion is not an amalgamation of rituals
But it should keep us away from vice
December makes me remember Jesus Christ
He is undoubtedly the son of God
He is greater than Mount Everest
And relieve us of our fraud.


- Written by: JVL NARASIMHA RAO INDIA

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Inaudible - By GingaBurga

Inaudible

failure to make communicate, i detest
seeping gloom but i try my best
hard to focus, spotlight burning
start to fret, constant yearning

exorcise my poor misguidance,
calibrate my old existance,
dominate my new dependance,

ecstatic painful aura,
my emotion bleeding poorer,
divination's being touches,
inner demons reaching new heights,

amber thoughts chase the spotlight,
weaving, craving, sweet attention,
welcoming renewed neglection,
redefine my cold intentions,

higher feeling keeps me moving,
something tears me, disconcerning,
old emotions eddied softly,
almost consumed by repetition,
holding tight to new ambitions,

breathing faster pain is fading,
my emotions escalating,
my emotions elavating,
my emotions elevating.

my persona, darkness fading,
my persona, darkness fading,
but the dark is only fading,
demon thoughts are contemplating,
evil thoughts have always tainted,

my persona, never fading.


- Written by: GingaBurga

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Outsider… - By Lanny Wafer

Outsider…

Like an outsider looking in
Staring in your eyes from above
Your beautiful heart felt grin
I see over your left shoulder
I'll never tell, anything about us
A young man grows older
Lost all but the pictures
In my mind me and you
I don’t lie my heart is true
Don’t leave me yet
I need to feel this hurt inside
Lightning across the sky
Thunder rolls forward… I try
Head follows, heart stays
Still asking how, why
Please I want something To hold on to
More than a faded dream
Grasping for us, losing hope
While around me disappears
Like water down a drain
You were everything
Taken by the wind
To see you again
Makes the fall harder
Your beauty etched in my mind
Can I try to get where I was?
Before your angelic presence
Tore my heart out over and over
I thought angels healed and protected
I thought God remembered my cry
Two steps forward
A thousand back
Can I return to yesterday?
No let me love you
Feel my presence surround you
Throughout your day


- Written by: Lanny Wafer

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Untitled Poem

Amy I hate love and it is one of my fears,
cause when I'm hurt, I cry thousands of tears,
But it changed when I met you,
My heart beating and saying I like you,
I wrote this poem just to say I love you,
Even though you will just say I hate you,
You mesmerized me with your sweet smile,
Just for you, I will cross millions of mile.


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Dreams - By Lanny Wafer

Dreams

Born 200 years too soon,
Within his heart lies the spirit of the moon
He hunts at night on a horse of white,
his brothers by his side
Overland through fields of green,
With wings across the streams,
in his dreams…


- Written by: Lanny Wafer

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The Visitation - By Lanny Wafer

The Visitation

The purity of her spirit,
the gentleness of her touch,
the endless kindness of her soul.
The way she looks through me to the secrets of my heart,
all but a dream now, a dream I want to keep.
I long to close my eyes, a visit in precious sleep…


- Written by: Lanny Wafer

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Moon Shy - By Lamar Cole

Moon Shy

Dark clouds racing across the sky.
True love began to fly.
In a love nest so dry.
The sky has gone from blue to gray.
The sun tried to peek through.
But the only sunshine in the room today,Was my darling you.
The day turned into a night so crisp and cold.
A million stars dotted the sky.
On my sweetheart and I they did spy.
While the moon seemed shy.


- Written by: Lamar Cole

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Real Love - Lamar Cole

Real Love

Love that soars above the clouds.
Love that knows no bounds.
Love that always brings a smile.
Love that never goes out of style.
Love that stays around for a while.
Love that brings a beautiful child.
Love that lasts for life.
Love that binds a husband and wife.
This is real love.


- Written by: Lamar Cole

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Stumbling - By Lanny Wafer

Stumbling

Grey is gone now… days are blue and clear
Yet I try hard to forget, to hide the tears
A moment I do…
then I hear something warmly spoken, another memory of you
the gentle brush your soft touch on my hand
The sweet whisper of your warm lips or your toes in the sand
You smiled at me from beneath your soft golden hair
As if to say not yet; but nearly there
I am awakened from the dark…
I scream your name, gone in a flash a spark
I realize my love is not easily forgotten, not easily lost
my heart as the ocean: wayward and tossed
tomorrow like today memory after memory friend or foe
Will hold on and not let go…


- Written by: Lanny Wafer

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The Sakura Tree - by Dave Winship


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The Sakura Tree

Nothing’s certain or guaranteed
Will my heart harden or will it bleed?

If I turn now I know I’ll see
A petal fall from the sakura tree

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Passion - By Miss Nicola Button

Passion

I fantasize in my cold lonely bed,
Wishing you were here to share my space
Deep within me sleeps a fire where flames used to dance
As I imagine your gentle yet urgent touch,
My fire gradually awakes
I feel a deepening desire -
I want you fiercely, wildly
My mind becoming engulfed with moans and whispers
We join together as one,
Intertwining and dancing our wondrous dance


- Written by: Miss Nicola Button

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Time - By Miss Nicola Button

Time

It had been so sudden but now months have passed
But I still cringe at the mention of your name
You have scarred my heart
Even before we were apart
I am just starting to realize that
I shall never again see those blue eyes
Your love was like salt,
being rubbed into my wounds already carved by your anger,
your ever changing moods
But you won't end me,
I will recover and the blood will stop spilling
And my heart will once again dance


- Written by: Miss Nicola Button

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Heavenly Body - By Lamar Cole

Heavenly Body

Ducks swimming in the pond.
I held a star in my arms.
That star darling was you.
On a summer night so new.
Frogs croaking,
Crickets chirping songs of love.
Heavenly body in my arms.
Slowly brewing summer storm.


- Written by: Lamar Cole

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Untitled Poem - By JVL NARASIMHA RAO INDIA

The stars come down to earth
On a special plight
To make our lives bright
For kids inexpressible delight
The earth becomes the sky
Our imagination soars very high
The light drives out darkness
As knowledge does ignorance
Even the angels enjoy this night holding the kids very tight
The moon claps with a shout
All religions love light
It is the heavenly sight
May light dawn in our heart!
Loving people is the greatest art.


- Written by: JVL NARASIMHA RAO INDIA

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Loudest Roar - By Lamar Cole

Loudest Roar

When I'm with you darling,
I feel like an eagle that forever soars.
I feel like a lion with the loudest roar.
I feel like a King with a throne of gold.
I feel like a stallion that never grows old.
When I touch you,
I feel like the tallest fire.
I feel the passion that grows higher and higher.
The flame that never dies.
A tide of romance that always rise.


- Written by: Lamar Cole

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Love Dance - By Lamar Cole

Love Dance

The moon danced with the stars.
The clouds tangoed with the sky.
My sweetheart and I love danced in the grass.
Passion was sweet and fast.
The wind waltzed with the night.
The mood was just right.
My heart swung with her soul.
Until early light.


- Written by: Lamar Cole

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Color Of Love - By Lamar Cole

Color Of Love

God colored the sky blue.
God colored love true.
God colored the grass green.
Darling, God colored true love me and you.


- Written by: Lamar Cole

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Autumn Chill - By Lamar Cole

Autumn Chill

It's twilight.
The sun escorts the moon to the night.
The sun sleeps,
the wind howls.
My sweetheart smiles.
Autumn chill,
Sweetheart's warm feel,
Sultry looks,
Heart be still.


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Untitled Poem

Machine gun's barking in the rain
like Serbernard on a heavy chain
and bees are chorused around
the bullets are bees and targets have found.
laying in mud is the best one can do
the blood thirthty bees're looking for you, too
so they could gather some red-colored honey
as we are being butchered in this foreign valley
Laying in mud and totally wet
we are holding position and shooting,
you bet;her picture in pocket destroyed already
and mind mine darkens, but hand is still steady
My mother has told me that I should have never
chase bees as it wasn't so clever.
My mother has told me do never get dirty
and here I am drinking mud like I am thirthty
What kind of bee has stung me in chest
when did I feel this metallic taste?
The bee has destroyed the picture by heart
or have I received that flying dart?
Machine gun's been barking further away
Nothing does matter to me anyway.


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Untitled Poem

I DO REMEMBER WONDER MOMENT,
APPEARED YOU IN FRONT OF ME,
YOU WERE SIMPLY GLIMPSE OF VISION
AS PERFECT AS CAN WOMAN BE.

THROUGH SADNESS,
DESPERATE AND LOUD THROUGH WORRIES,
MESSY LIFE, UNREST,
I HEARD YOUR VOICE I DREAMED ABOUT
AND PUT MY MEMORY AT TEST.

AS YEARS PASSED,
THE PASSION EASE
IN DISSIPATION OF MY DREAMS
AND I FORGOT YOUR VOICE SO LOVELY,
YOUR IMAGE BLURRED AS IT SEEMS.

IN DUNGEON,
GLOOMY ISOLATION,
THE TIME WAS SERVED,
I WAS ALONE,
WITHOUT DEITY,
INSPIRATION,
WHAT'S LIFE?

DRYED TEARS AND "LYBOV?"
BUT SOUL KNOWS IT'S INSPIRATION
AND YOU CAME BACK AGAIN FOR ME,
AS GLIMPSE OF VISION,
MY FRUSTRATION,
AS PERFECT AS CAN WOMAN BE.

MY HEART IS POUNDING,
ELATION AROSED ANEW,
AND FEELINGS "VNOV"ARE READY,
DREAMS AND INSPIRATION,
AND LIFE AND TEARS AND "LYBOV!"


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Untitled Poem - By JVL NARASIMHA RAOINDIA

You are a cricketing wonder
For bowlers you are a thunder
You entered the arena two decades ago
And do not have the slightest ego
Runs flow from your magic wand
Like pebbles from a brook
Many cricketers your counsel seek
You climbed the cricketing peak
You have made tons and tons of runs
In twenty one years
And broke each and every record
And you are our triumph card
You don’t care spin or pace
And have incredible grace
The great Don Bradman invited you for dinner
Undoubtedly You are India’s greatest winner
You make every Indian proud
Across the globe you pull the crowd
You are great in any form of cricket
When you bat, the ball is out of sight
But one achievement still eludes you
Your dream shall come true
And you will be a part of winning world cup
Then Every Indian with love stand up.


- Written by: JVL NARASIMHA RAOINDIA

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Our Love - By Martin Dejnicki

Our Love

I promise to love you, with my heart and soul,
Bringing joy to your life, is my ultimate goal.
I will be good, and loyal to you,
Our bond and our love, let us renew.

Our special love - I must proclaim,
It heats our souls, just like a flame.
Special moments, help it spread,
When we hunger, it becomes our bread.

It does not matter, on the seasons,
For loving you, there’s so many reasons.
You are the one, you are my dear,
Your actions and words, are always sincere.

There’s never a single, doubt in my mind,
That our love, is pure and exceptionally kind.

Each day with you is a special occasion,
We fit together in this equation.


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THE THOUSAND HOODED COBRA - By JVL NARASIMHA RAOINDIA

THE THOUSAND HOODED COBRA

I am a thousand hooded Cobra
The king of all poisonous snakes
I can dance beautifully
And I live in India from times immemorial
I am totally different from Other cobras in the world
Though my bite is venomous
People continue to worship me
Because I have got The religious sanctity
I adorn Lord Shiva’s neck
And I am the couch for Lord Vishnu
Many people try to squeeze
My poison out of my teeth
And some rationalists tried to kill me
But they can not kill my race
I will grow at enormous pace
I will continue to kill the people
But they will continue to worship me
The politicians continue to pamper me.


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YES AND NO, THE GREAT PARADOX - By JVL NARASIMHA RAOINDIA

YES AND NO, THE GREAT PARADOX

One of the disciples of Swami Vivekanda,
The great Indian sage.
Asked him a question“ Can we change the world?”
Vivekanda replied , “In the absolute sense no
In the relative sense yes”
You may wonder, What is this mess?
And think it may be a fuss.
You can’t root out poverty
But you can help a poor man
You cannot remove all the vice
And make this world very nice
But you can change one’s heart
Through your great art
A squirrel can’t lift a mountain
But can carry a little sand
Mahatma Gandhi, a great pacifist
Once said, “If I want to choose Between inaction and violence
I choose the latter”
Because any action is better than inaction
You may not change the world but you can change your friend
Do something good as little as you can
And great happiness can easily be won.


- Written by: JVL NARASIMHA RAOINDIA

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Barbra (Angel In Disguise) - By Lamar Cole

Barbra (Angel In Disguise)

As long as I live, I will always be a fan.
Of the lovely, wonderful Barbra Streisand.
Voice so pure and enchanting when she sings.
You can hear romantic bells ring.
Whether singing high or low.
Her words always have a beautiful flow.
Soft melodies that could make a person cry.
Songs of emotion that could bring a tear to the eye.
Angel in disguise, lady of grace.
One of the best song stylists on this earth's face.


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Sweet Love Wins - By Lamar Cole

Sweet Love Wins

Bonfire burns.
Firelight flickering softly upon your skin.
Flames rising high.
Passion reaching the sky.
Lips touching,
Hands searching,
Hearts blend.
Sweet love wins.


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Untitled Poem - By JVL NARASIMHA RAOINDIA

After the incessant rain
Comes the glorious sunshine
A day’s depressing gloom
Is relieved by a blossoming bloom
After the tempest’s harm
Comes the great calm
An extreme pain
May give an unbelievable gain
The glorious sun rays
Dispel the dark ways
In the autumn the beautiful leaves fall
But in spring we hear the cuckoo’s melodious call
The summer heat almost consumes us
But we feel the cool breeze
Our suffocation it will release
And our easiness will cease
The rain sprinkles our heart
We are a part of nature’s art
Our life span may be short
But we should make it smart.


- Written by: JVL NARASIMHA RAOINDIA

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Teachers’ Day - By JVL NARASIMHA RAOINDIA

Teachers’ Day

It was international teachers’ day

They should show the society the right way
A teacher in my neighborhood came to lime light this day
He is married and teaches science every day
A thirteen year old girl became pregnant
She is undoubtedly innocent
The angry villagers beat the office boy
Who helped the teacher in the ploy
The teacher treated the girl like a toy
And crushed the toy for his evil joy
He was suspended from the service
The DNA TEST is ordered to prove the vice
The entire teaching community hung their head in shame
They are slowly losing their eternal fame
Unless they work with a lot of professional ethics
The parents will/shall kill them with bamboo sticks.


- Written by: JVL NARASIMHA RAOINDIA

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Passion Cry - By Lamar Cole

Passion Cry

My sweetheart and I cuddling in the field.
The cornstalks standing tall.
The magic of love everywhere.
Exciting like the county fair.
Breathing becomes shallow.
Heads become light.
The stars hugged the sky.
Through the night was heard.
A sweet sound of passion cry.


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So Serene - By Lamar Cole

So Serene

The wind felt cool upon my back.
Her eyes looked like shimmering pools of pearls.
The moon kissed the stars goodnight.
I held my sweetheart so very tight.
The sand felt good between my toes.
Her scent sweet as a rose.
The water looked so blue green.
Love by the sea so serene.


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I AM A KING - By JVL Narasimha Raoindia

I AM A KING

I always ask myself who I am
The question does not let me calm
I think I am an Indian
Somebody says You are a great father’s son
I am an And hraite by birth
And happy to live on this earth
My mother tongue Telugu makes me a man
The other tongue English makes me Universal human
I know I am a tiny drop in this vast universe
And do not have a big money purse
I have resorted to some immature verse
I know not why to some life becomes a curse
I know I am no longer young
I can’t always sing
The tiredness the old age will bring
But I feel as If I were a poetic king
One day I will leave this poetic kingdom
Some times I am enveloped with this boredom
No king Lives on this kingdom for ever
But the kingdom is a perennial river.


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Good Loving Man - By Lamar Cole

Good Loving Man

My sweetheart is as sweet as raindrops dripping off a rose petal.
As lovely as the beams reflected from the moon.
As brilliant as the brightest star.
As romantic as a Paul Anka tune.
She's as lively as Glenn Miller's Big Band.
As fresh as winter snow that covers the land.
Never ending love like grains in the sand.
Makes me feel like her good loving man.


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Jazz Man Louis - By Lamar Cole

Jazz Man Louis

Notes of gold from his horn he did blow.
The great Satchmo,
He could really belt out a good song.
Listening to Louis Armstrong,
You couldn't go wrong.
Gravelly voice,
A big smile,
Jazz Man Louis had a lot of style.
Listening to Louis brought a smile to the face.
His music always in good taste.


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October Love - By Lamar Cole

October Love

The moon just peeked from behind the trees.
At you and I darling on our carpet of leaves.
Your love is sweet like ripe fruit.
As our passion takes root.
The wind blew just right tonight.
The stars shone from heaven above.
Lovely as a dove.
October love.


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Passion Seeps - By Lamar Cole

Passion Seeps

Winter storm,
Safe and secure in my sweetheart's arms.
Pretty face,
Scented body in satin and lace.
Snow is deep.
Through the window a chill creeps.
Passion seeps.
Happy tears weep.


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THE POETIC GARDEN - By JVL NARASIMHA RAOINDIA

THE POETIC GARDEN

Poets are plants
They make the world a garden
Every plant is unique
Every poet is a critic
Each plant has a different root
Every poet has a noble thought
A plant gives us a nice flower
A poet has a great word power
A plant gives us a delicious fruit
A poet’s words are as sweet
A flower will bloom
A poet relieves us our gloom
Plants add to nature’s beauty
A poet does his/her poetic duty
Plants need the sun to grow
Poets need wisdom to glow
Plants purify nature
Poets glorify its feature
Plants help us in many ways
Poets radiate their literary rays
Without plants there is no nature
Without poets there is no future
So I worship plants
And adore poets.


- Written by: JVL NARASIMHA RAOINDIA

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Juices Of Love - By Lamar Cole

Juices Of Love

The stars shone brightly.
The moon sprinkled magic from heaven above.
The night is calm.
In the valley of love.
An owl hoots.
The deer are like statues.
My sweetheart is sweet like an apple.
The juices of love flow freely.


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Passion In The Waves - By Lamar Cole

Passion In The Waves

Remember darling, the end of the day.
The sun setting in Montego Bay.
You and I frolicking in the Caribbean Sea.
Happy as can be.
The water was so blue.
The sunset beautiful like you.
Love was so fresh and smooth.
Passion in the waves made the moon drool.


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A Lover's Fling - By Lamar Cole

A Lover's Fling

Night comes to the meadow.
Two lovers entwined in the shadows.
A soft rain begins.
Bringing tingles to the skin.
The air is fresh.
Lovers fest.
A night bird sings.
Bells in the heart ring.
A lover's fling.
Sweet love is the cream.


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Paris Groove - By Lamar Cole

Paris Groove

Remember darling, sailing the River Seine.
How good it felt to be in France.
Under the Paris sky, we sailed.
The morning mist we could smell.
Remember dancing through the night.
Me holding you so very tight.
Remember strolling through the Louvre.
Nothing beats the Paris groove.


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Flame Of Love - By Lamar Cole

Flame Of Love

Darling, the path of our love has been very smooth.
Because in my heart you lit a fuse.
My soul never sings the blues.
A flame of love that always burns.
A wheel of passion that always turns.
A bird of romance that always flies.
A garden of happiness that never dies.


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I AM A BIG THIEF - By JVL NARASIMHA RAOINDIA

I AM A BIG THIEF

I am a big thief
And I live in Independent India
On the 64th independence day
I was beaten almost to death
By the police
Because I was hungry
And tried to steal
An apple from a fruit vendor’s
On the same day
I saw the photograph
Of an officer
In all the leading news papers
He was given the best administrator’s
Award by the GOVERNMENT
He takes bribes everyday openly
I am a big thief and sinner
He is a great officer and award winner.


- Written by: JVL NARASIMHA RAOINDIA

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Frank Sinatra (King Of Croon) - By Lamar Cole

Frank Sinatra (King Of Croon)

Frank was suave and smooth.
In his Fedora hat, he looked so cool.
Man, Frank could sing.
Voice that tugged at the ladies' heartstrings.
The world lost a great crooner.
When the Chairman Of The Board passed.
His music legacy will always last.
Pure romance is dancing under the stars and moon.
Listening to Frank Sinatra King Of Croon.


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THE GOD OF HURDLES - By JVL NARASIMHA RAOINDIA

THE GOD OF HURDLES

Lord Vinayaka is called the God of hurdles
Unless we worship him he creates problems
Today the Hindus perform puja to him with devotion
Other wise we have to face a lot of commotion
We wake up early in the morning
And purify our bodies with bathing
And wear new clothes and prepare delicious broths
On the wooden square frame we hang different fruits
Vinayaka is fond of dishes made of white floor
We offer the dishes to him with religious flavor
Vinayaka is called the leader of Gods
Many stories are told about his glories
Vinayaka has a human body and an elephant’s head
He has a huge belly but a clever head
He is the son of Goddess Parvathi
We hope he blesses us with a lot of empathy.


- Written by: JVL NARASIMHA RAOINDIA

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THE BLESSINGS OF WALKING - By JVL NARASIMHA RAO INDIA

THE BLESSINGS OF WALKING

Walking is the king of exercises
It suits different age groups
And is useful for both genders
Its results are unbelievable wonders
Walk for five kilometers a day
And keeps the doctor away
You need not run like a race
But can walk at your own pace
Walking relieves your hypertension
And keeps your heart in good condition
It is a must for a diabetic
And is possible even for a paralytic
It improves your vitality
And enhances your longevity
You can walk preferably in the morning
Or at least in the evening
Walking removes your bad cholesterol
And saves the consumption of petrol
Why do you eat carcinogenic fast foods in a pub?
Why don’t you join in a walkers’ club?


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THE UNCONQUERABLE HE - By JVL NARASIMHA RAOINDIA

THE UNCONQUERABLE HE

He is an enemy to mankind
We are all afraid of HIM
He follows us like our own shadow
And comes to us only once
But we dread him like a dunce
He welcomes us cordially
But we reject his invitation rudely
We can not escape from his iron clutches
He searches us even though we hide ourselves in ditches
Man is unable to conquer him
He is too strong for them
Who is He?
What does he look like?
No body has seen him
But every body has heard about him
We reach him many ways
Accident-----Disease------Suicide------Murder-----Old age
The result is the same
We inevitably embrace him
Like a bride hugs
A bride groom.


- Written by: JVL NARASIMHA RAOINDIA

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Golden Voiced Nat - By Lamar Cole

Golden Voiced Nat

Always impeccably dressed.
A song his smooth voice could caress
.A smooth singer from days of old.
The golden voiced Nat King Cole.
When he sang, the ladies swooned.
The stars seemed to shine brighter when he crooned.
A voice so soothing.Lovers felt as if cloud cruising.


- Written by: Lamar Cole

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HAPPY DAYS - By JVL NARASIMHA RAOINDIA

HAPPY DAYS

Gone are the happy days
When we were the boys
We would play different out door games
And call the girls by names
We would climb a tree
And run with a spree
Pick the neighbors’ guavas
Swim in the canals or rivers
We would watch movies only in the theatres
And visit friends during the holidays
Or spend our time with our relatives
Go to the farms and eat the raw fruits
During the religious festivals
We would gather in the villages
Celebrate them with happiness
And delightful emotions
These days boys stay only indoors
And play only video games
They are glued to the televisions
And do not know the significance of festivals
They watch movies in the home theaters
And watch the live cricket matches
These boys don’t enjoy the beauty of their boyhood
And don’t care for their neighborhood
They don’t eat even the natural food
Their way of living is not at all good.


- Written by: JVL NARASIMHA RAOINDIA

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Cool Love Calls - By Lamar Cole

Cool Love Calls

Half moon,
Brilliant stars,
The air is brisk.
Sweetheart's warm kiss.
A horse neighs.
Two lovers in the hay.
The coming of fall.
Cool love calls.


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OUR LIFE ON EARTH - By JVL NARASIMHA RAOINDIA

OUR LIFE ON EARTH

Our life on earth is a mystery
But we should find a page in history
We can not get it by becoming rich
Or crying at the top of our pitch
We should do noble things
And follow the noble sayings
Read the holy books
And have benign looks
We should help the poor
And go on a holy tour
Do something for our society
On the needy we should take pity
We don’t know what happens after death
Nothing is permanent on earth
We should pray to God
And be free from any fraud
Only God should be our Lord
He is undoubtedly our guard
We should not make any sin
God saves us like his own skin.


- Written by: JVL NARASIMHA RAOINDIA

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THE TYPICAL INDIAN HOUSE WIFE - By JVL NARASIMHA RAOINDIA

THE TYPICAL INDIAN HOUSE WIFE

Have you ever seen a Goddess?
I see her every day in my house
She is none other than my wife
She adds charm to my life
She wakes up early in the morning
And starts sweeping and cleaning
For the entire family she cooks food
She is never rude
She washes the floor
And always keeps indoor
She washes our clothes
And prepares delicious broths
She doesn’t have the time even for a nap
And protects the home like a cop
She sits on my left side
And worships the gods with pride
She made me an ideal father
And became a noble mother
My daughters and I are indebted to her
I regard her as a goddess for ever.


- Written by: JVL NARASIMHA RAOINDIA

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ENGLISH AND ENGLISH - By JVL NARASIMHA RAOINDIA

ENGLISH AND ENGLISH

English is the king of all the languages
It will stay for all ages
The English conquered the whole world
English has become our watch word
Its spelling is un- phonetic
Its grammar is idiotic
We should know its glorious history
How it became a global language is a mystery
The English are highly polite
Their manners are a real delight
Everybody should know English for their survival
It is responsible for their cultural revival
I love English for its beauty
Teaching English is my duty
English text is my holy kit
I will try my level best to teach it
The secret of my happiness is simple
The school is my temple
Let’s all teach English with a missionary zeal
The eternal bliss we will surely feel.


- Written by: JVL NARASIMHA RAOINDIA

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THE TEACHERS’ DAY - By JVL NARASIMHA RAOINDIA

THE TEACHERS’ DAY

We celebrate 5th September as teachers’ day
Sarvepalli Radhakrishnan was born on this very day
He showed the Indian nation the right way
His debt how can we repay?
He is a universal teacher And a man of inimitable stature
Wisdom and simplicity are the hallmarks of his feature
Incomparable oration is his nature
He rose to the nation’s highest post
And tried to build a bridge between east and west
His philosophical teachings are the best
And his knowledge of English is very vast
He is Plato’s philosopher king
As President honour and dignity did he bring
He brought religion a new meaning
His glory and greatness I would like to sing.


- Written by: JVL NARASIMHA RAOINDIA

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Fred And Ginger - By Lamar Cole

Fred And Ginger

Darling, remember how you kept tapping your feet.
How you could hardly sit still in your seat.
Looking at Ginger Rogers and Fred Astaire sing and dance.
Ah, the days of glamour and sweet romance.
Watching Fred and Ginger glide across the stage.
Turner Classic Movies will always be the rage.
When you saw Fred and Ginger, you would lose worry and care.
Because when they danced, you could feel magic in the air.


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I AM A HUGE TREE - By JVL NARASIMHA RAOINDIA

I AM A HUGE TREE

I am a huge tree
And I am very free
My roots are in the Indian soil
But branched out in the west with great toil
People say my roots are not seen
But my leaves are green
The trunk is very high
It is growing into the sky
The roots may be bitter
The fruits may be sweeter
I know without roots
There are no fruits
I grow up further
My roots are very stronger
I don’t know which tree I am
But I am very calm
No tempest can shake me
In my grove the bee makes honey
If you want to name
Please do it for my fame.


- Written by: JVL NARASIMHA RAOINDIA

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A true friend adds meaning to your life - By VL NARASIMHA RAOINDIA

A true friend adds meaning to your life

A man may not have a wife
But without a friend his life is mere strife
Loneliness is a double edged knife
A woman may not have a husband
But a friend is a must on this land
He/she lends his/her helping hand
Without a friend her life is as wasteful as sand
A friend shares our joy
Our heart becomes as light as a toy
A true friend shares our grief
The suffering becomes very brief
Tell me your friend, I will tell what you are
A friend should be a shining star
He will give us light
And makes our lives bright
Why don’t you choose a nice friend?
Your boredom will soon end
Friendship is a beautiful flower
It is the gift of our life giver
A friend should be our life’s cream
He/she should be a part of our team
Life is just like a game
Losing it sometimes is not a shame
A friend relieves your gloom
He/she makes your life bloom
Our life is a beautiful dream
We should make it a running stream.


- Written by: VL NARASIMHA RAOINDIA

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Camaro Z28 - By Lamar Cole

Camaro Z28

Remember darling, our exciting date.
You and I cruising the highway.
In my sky blue Camaro Z28.
So in love without a care.
The wind blowing through your lovely hair.
Riding down the highway so wild and free.
Your soft hand upon my knee.
Feeling your body heat as you moved closer.
As your head lay upon my shoulder.


- Written by: Lamar Cole

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Graceland - By Lamar Cole

Graceland

Remember darling,Walking hand in hand.
Through the gates of Graceland.
Remember when we sat in Elvis' pink jeep.
Your hug felt so sweet.
Remember how sad you felt.
When you saw Elvis' grave.
You seemed to feel his spirit.
A heartfelt moment to keep and save.
There was magic and Blue Hawaii.
All that day for us.
Elvis Presley Blvd and Graceland.
Ultimate bliss for his greatest fans.


- Written by: Lamar Cole

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Jacuzzi Love - By Lamar Cole

Jacuzzi Love

Moonlit night,
Feelings right,
Bubbling water,
Jet streams.
Bodies mesh,
Warm flesh,
Stars shining above,
Jacuzzi love.


- Written by: Lamar Cole

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Fallen Dreams - By Dan Baker

Fallen Dreams

Beneath the shadows of fallen dreams
lies scant regret of a disquieting fate.
In a life recounted when sadness leaves
an attar of roses in love's retreat.
But what becomes of lost convictions
when the old recount their fortunes?
When Eden kneels before the effigy
of the crosses which divide our world.
The gods no longer envy our pallid vestige of fate,
for the on the day which brings our reckoning
we try to count all that once mattered.
Only to come upon the silence between the tally
and all that dawns upon us in that single moment.
Death was always the horizon,
it's we who move towards it.


- Written by: Dan Baker

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Springtime! - By Will Nguyen

Springtime!


It was a warmer springtime day
And had warmer currents carry drifted hearts astray
I don't know about you
But I'm witnessing something great
This spring everyone will have someone to be with

Because when we step outside
We'll catch these hearts like catching butterflies
I don't know about you
But it's a lovely springtime day
And I could chase you until March, April, May.


- Written by: Will Nguyen

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Fireplace - By Lamar Cole

Fireplace


Flames dancing,
Wood popping,
Satin and lace,
Love by the fireplace.

Soft rug,
Tender hugs,
Sweet kisses,
Lovers' wishes.

Hot desire,
Bodies on fire,
Ecstasy and passion,
Complete satisfaction.


- Written by: Lamar Cole

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One Star - By Lamar Cole

One Star


The stars shone bright tonight.
One star shone brighter than the rest.
That star reminded me of you darling.
The brightest star in my life.
One star stood apart from the rest.
One star made my heart pound like a jackhammer.
One star excited my soul.
Giving me tingles from my head to toes.


- Written by: Lamar Cole

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Talkings within yourself

Talkings within yourself


I can't help but twist and turn,
With the thoughts of this ball.
Interpret, Interpret, it burns.
My brain is finally raw.

There's so many thoughts that could be,
But never will they be proven.
So many things my mind could see,
So many that I haven't.

Lord, God, Air, Earth, Everything,
Justify my actions with fear.
I've wrongfully been anything.
Now I have confusion to bare..

Why was I placed in this spot,
Givin this mindset,
Granted a head so hot,
And placed in between everyones bets?

I must fail in order to succeed?
This contradiction has taken hold.
Rain ambition that I need,
Without you I'm cold.

Misguided,
Off course,
My love for you subsided,
Now I'm worse.

I'm inside a volcano,
Burning with hatred,
Hatred I can't let go,
I'm in the red.

Pick me up..
Let me walk.
If not I'll erupt.
And no we can't talk.


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Free Love Poem - By Jonathan Provencher

Untitled

Love is unknown until you meet that person

Then her tug will only worsen

You try to resist with all your might

Sometimes you may even take flight

But through it all she is calling

Believing in you

And never falling

In the end you reach out your hand

You may wade on the beach or bury your feet in the sand

But however it is you wish to follow

Except her embrace and she shall fill that which is hollow


- Written by: Jonathan Provencher

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Tasty - By Lamar Cole

Tasty


The moon just hid behind the trees.
Looking tasty and sweet.
Like an orange sherbet ice cream treat.
Your love was tasty tonight.
Like an orange slice cake.
The kind that it takes time to bake.
Passion was out of sight tonight.
Love flying so high in the breeze.
That you could feel it rustling the leaves.


- Written by: Lamar Cole

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A Modern Girl - By Marc-Antoine Poggia

A Modern Girl


You took me once with might and fire,
You boiled me in loved desire.

A modern Girl must live the life -
Frivolous twirls and courageous flight.

You gave me once - a soft satire,
You will flee me when times expire.

A modern Girl must life her life-
Dangerous pearls and no longer tight.

And then one day - she will retire
To a sole who drenched her fire.

But just one match can catch on fire-
An epic Life of disaster.


- Written by: Marc-Antoine Poggia

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Petals of fear

Petals of fear


Raging roses reap
Below my sunken feet
Reach... reach...
Roots deep, seep.. seep
Find my burden burried beneath
See my eyes through a glass at night
Never to fear for morning is bright
Reign on pleasure Of pure, most delight
Seek dear Mary, for you shall find
Panting paws, twiiters even twatters of purr's
Fatal fear
Time is near


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Dimples - By Lamar Cole

Dimples


Out in the country.
Where life is so simple.
Lives a girl with the prettiest dimples.
All decked out in sundress and sandals.
Wearing a smile so broad and wide.
Brightening up the countryside.
Always happy and sunny.
Nice personality, cute, and funny.
Always a pleasure to be around.
Cutest freckles and reddest hair.
In this small rural town.


- Written by: Lamar Cole

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If you could take the hands of time and go back - By Nate Tunstall

If you could take the hands of time and go back


What would you change?

Would you change meeting me?

Would you erase me?

Or would you keep me, as I am?

If I had the power to go back

What would I change?

Would I change meeting you?

Would I erase you?

Or would I keep you here, with me?

The answer is obvious to me

I would keep you here

Forever

The way you’re supposed to be,

With me

But is your choice the same as mine?

Do you want to be with me?

Forever?

The way I want to be

Just You and Me.


- Written by: Nate Tunstall

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Ash - By J Z Knowles-Smith

Ash

I knew the end was near,
But arrogance clouded my fear
The cigar ash fell
Straight into the dell
Of my dressing gown sleeve.

I retrieve the ash,
Crumbled and spent,
A husk of past richness.

In years to come I will have
An attentive daughter, a reborn mum
- or a paid nurse to carry me through
the old age curse,
from cradle to hearse.

Then I will be scattered
- relief from life, so shattered -
Like an ashtray, discarded.


- Written by: J Z Knowles-Smith

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Like the Sun - By Ana Jonessy

Like the Sun


The naked earth is warm, and the sea moves in a symphony
Upon ‘er face, lit a smile, like the sun.
Wild berries were everywhere and butterflies danced
Dew glimmers, like the sun.


- Written by: Ana Jonessy

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Kiss Your Tears - By Lamar Cole

Kiss Your Tears


Darling, remember the day.
You felt so sad and blue.
All you wanted in the world.
Was for me to just hold you.
I spent all of that day.
Loving you and kissing your tears away.
So whenever you're feeling sad and blue.
No matter what time of day.
I'll be there for you darling.
To kiss your tears away.


- Written by: Lamar Cole

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I was Dreaming - By James Williams

I was Dreaming


I would actually like to go to Innisfree,
and a small cabin build there of clay and wattles made,
(and live a peaceful life), a bit of Yeats.


- Written by: James Williams

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Raindrops Of Love - By Lamar Cole

Raindrops Of Love


My love and I strolled outside.
In the flower garden.
Beautiful and scenic.
It was cloudy in the sky above.
It began to shower raindrops of love.
You and I darling became drenched.
Wet with droplets from above.
Love raindrops look good on your face.
From your lips they gave a sweet taste.
In your hair they smelled so sweet.
Soft rain and you darling.
Heaven's special treat.


- Written by: Lamar Cole

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The Factories - By James Williams

The Factories


The factories and shops are closing down,
There’s a bad feeling in the air.
It’s happening in so many towns
Many have a look of despair.
Worried about losing their jobs,
How are they going to pay their rent?
Feeling like they are being robbed,
Any savings will be spent.

Is the economy out of control now?
Have the lenders had it too good?
The leaders say they have the know how,
Have the borrowers misunderstood?
Living costs, they keep climbing,
Majority proles on the minimum wage.
There’ll be some spin and denying,
Saying “It’s just a passing phase”.

Give the lower paid tax cuts for a while,
Some cash to spend in the economy.
Give your folks a reason to smile,
Lift your head and get off your knees.
The bankers are scared of losing money,
No faith in any business ideas.
Before, in such a hurry!
Now, worried about their careers.


- Written by: James Williams

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Let’s Save You From Yourself - By James Williams

Let’s Save You From Yourself


Sometimes in your life
Can you see where you’re going?
Where it’s gone wrong,
Where you may belong.
Then a good friend appears,
Who is sincere,
They talk to you straight
And say:

Let’s save you from yourself –
Take it easy now
Take thing’s slow,
Where you going to go?
Now don’t you know?
Let’s save you from yourself.

An old friend can talk
Empathise and walk your walk,
Let you see the light,
Guide you through the night.
See good reasons why
To give it another try,
Don’t give up the fight
And say:

Let’s save you from yourself –
Take it easy now
Take things slow,
Where you going to go?
Now don’t you know?
Let’s save you from yourself.


- Written by: James Williams

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My Strength - By Lamar Cole

My Strength


I wake up in the morn.
Sometimes feeling tired and worn.
Through the window comes the morning sun.
Shining on you darling.
My love my only one.
Like a flower needs a bee.
Like a forest needs a tree.
Like Popeye needs his spinach.
I need you darling, my strength.


- Written by: Lamar Cole

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From Sweet Letter To Dangerous Monster

From Sweet Letter To Dangerous Monster


The Atmosphere was the witness
He watched me as i soar high
And elevated down the floor
It seem so ironic, hoping for a mistake
Glistening upon their acts of parasite

Its so sick, totally its killing me
They may innocent at the first place
But later, they changed their colors
As before a light and silent
Later on, black was govern everything

Its bright was nailed in the inner part
Unwillingness was intensely in frame
It never touch by a merely hand
Not even water dissolved their strength

Sometimes as I pass by to their eyes
They accused me of wearing the guilty clothing line
It breaks my glass inside
And tear apart all my papers
Which signifies the signature in me
The passes through the infinity

Hey, is there any hope in a stalker like me?
I need to shift from this low class human being
To something a head turner in a positive ways
Building again the last integrity
That I had put inside my pocket

Dearest moment, are you still there?
Come, I invite to go with me
As I pull myself out from this tall bottle
Be my stronghold in this opera


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To see beyond - By Revolutionist

Worlds Beyond the Mundane Series

To see Beyond



We see the light,the dark night.
We see the sun rise and race back to its hiding.
But we are all in an insomnia,
Never asleep and never really awake.
And not all of us see the magic beyond the mundane.
The insight into the dark,its not sold in the streets.
Only a meager reach the end of the infinite tunnel,
To see what lies beyond.


- Written by: Revolutionist

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Ripples - By Lamar Cole

Ripples


White clouds,
Morning breeze,
Ripples in the pond,
Dancing trees.
Tall grass blowing.
Our love growing.
Sunlight shimmering.
Sweet love simmering.


- Written by: Lamar Cole

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Silhouettes - By Lamar Cole

Silhouettes


On a starry night in June.
Two silhouettes can be seen on the moon.
On a night so cool and fair.
Sweet kisses under the white oak tree.
Two lovers without a care.
The moon seemed to feel our love.
Like the inside of a warm glove.
The moon spoke to us tonight.
As passion reached its greatest height.


- Written by: Lamar Cole

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My Favorite Flavor - By Lamar Cole

My Favorite Flavor


Cherry Coke tastes sweet.
Mountain Dew is so neat.
But darling, you're my favorite flavor.
The one I always savor.
Sweet as strawberry soda.
Fresh as lemonade.
Smooth like Mello Yello.
Makes me glad I'm your fellow.
Drinking nice and slow.
Satisfies my thirst.
Every part is sweet to the taste.
Not one drop goes to waste.


- Written by: Lamar Cole

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A Single Tear - By Lamar Cole

A Single Tear


I remember the time we said goodbye.
A single tear fell from your eye.
My love was going away.
On a distant trip today.
Her nearness she knew I would surely miss.
Upon my head she placed a kiss.
Even though she left today.
Her heart never did go away.
Upon a TWA jet she flew.
Up in the sky so blue.
A love so true.
I could still feel her kiss as the wind blew.


- Written by: Lamar Cole

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