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Beautiful woman
Turning heads in seductive dress,
Answering the calls to impress,
Worshipped in the role of the muse,
Hated whenever seeds of blues,
Such beauty one can't enough stress,
Around those with love to confess,
Countless suitors from which to choose,
Near impossible to refuse,
Destined to become someone's queen,
The best and nothing in between,
An entirely different breed,
Has only known a fleeting need,
Looks that seem to remain pristine,
Cannot be forgotten once seen,
Singer of siren songs to heed,
A book few will bother to read.
poem by Christian Lacdael
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Reality...two
three well covered farmers
plow the rice fields
beating the carabao
under a drizzle of soft rain
this november
at the right side of this scenery
a herd of carabaos graze
vast expanse of grass and
beside them two children flying kites.
on the telephone wire
two finches watch
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A simple action
The success is not thrown away easily
Its fruits must be enjoyed merrily
It will be considered as silly
If you can’t capitalize it vigorously
It has to be woven with simple action
There has to be some direct relation
It has to be proved as model for others
It has to be shared particularly with brothers
It can’t remain as secret
Make it known or others to let
Remember them and don’t forget
Ground is to be explored when it is wet
It may yield very good result
The strength may main as inbuilt
You have all the sincerity and no guilt
No one may be in position to humiliate you with insult
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poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Nameless Intruders
Fear swooped on extended mind,
when brain was never silent.
I was never alone,
voices broke all around.
The lead became kinky.
For sometime, I escaped into antiquity for,
a surrogate relief.
The clock prowled for
the graffiti of truth in night.
A programmed psychology
look extra-terrestrial.
The life mutated into a watch
which did not move.
The mob controlled the streets.
How thin was the tribe of fireflies in dark?
The sparks were cold
and stars were warm.
I stayed by the fire of meditation for a
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poem by Satish Verma
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Far Behind
Technology oh technology,
Why have you left us far behind in Africa?
Is it because of our colour or our state of mind?
Where have you been?
Where are the intellectuals on the African Continent?
We are far behind and,
Where lies our future?
Many things are misplaced inour mist,
But we have hopes to make it one day;
Oh technology, Mother Africa cries for you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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No Profit and No Loss
I’m grateful to my birth
And dreadful to my death.
Joy and sorrow repeat.
No profit and no loss stay.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Brodie Castle
The following sonnet on Brodie Castle Nairnshire, Scotland, was written
by my venerable Uncle, Thomas McIntyre, of St. Catherines, and father
of John B. McIntyre, Ex-Grand Master of the Independant Order of Odd
-fellows, and now, and for many years, an Alderman of the city of
St. Catherines. It was written by him as an acrostic on the words Brodie
Castle. I have taken the liberty of transfusing it into common verse. The
lines prove the old gentlemen to be kind hearted and as having a great
affection for his native land. He has been in. St. Catherines for half a
century, engaged in the same business I have been employed in for
about one-third of a century, in Ingersoll.
Scotland has produced three great shepherds
Talford, the inventor of Suspension Bridges,
Ferguson, the Astronomer, and Hogg the
Ettrick shepherd, the great song writer.
Brodie Castle,ever dear to my heart,
For there I first played my humble part.
When only thirteen, I there had employ.
In the position of a shepherd boy ;
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poem by James McIntyre
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Man’s civilization
Men were wolfs; women their prey.
Sexual assaults were many.
She agreed to one man’s shelter.
Man agreed to take her his.
Yes, he wanted to spot his child
To hand over his property to.
He thus entered into to monogamy.
The concept of marriage was born.
Possessiveness grew a concern.
Man’s polygamy in starvation,
Prostitution was born to stay.
Adultery was usual occurrence,
Which men abhor and yet dream of.
09.10.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Wild Cherry
you called me wild cherry my lips are so sweet you side i tasted like a cherry tree sugur in the inside that wild cherry how can you let it's be
i side wild cherry your very sweet you tasted like my favor candy
and i will alway want more and i don't care what you tell me.
poem by April Woods
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Braving The Chasms
I was never born
Superstitious
Or with a fervent
Inclination to
The supernatural.
There is a brazen
Comfort in a funeral
And this oddity
Rouses the soul
In me -
A frivolous entity.
A comrade said that
A ghost – an icy vesper
Passed by.
A white specter
Sent to abeyance.
”That was a ghost.”
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poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr
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