Poem Details | by
Verlena S. Walker |
Categories:
angst, celebrity, encouraging, freedom, irony, metaphor, simile,
of love of war
the staff of a prophet, seen
fairness not imagine, sings
shouting out, obscenity
recognized, yet
in search of fame, seeking stance
the moment arises, seek
of voice of power, godsend
renown supremacy, yet
prophet not acknowledged, kept
desire of a great life, sought
skill of voice, articulate
hardly ever, cheek
no longer free, famous self
seldom bite snarls dogma, link
of country of faith, kinship
all that’s true, fair play
desired fame acknowledged, pent
the home front, covetousness
war or peace love or hate, just
yelp puppy love, nice
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Penned on September 28, 2014!
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Poem Details | by
April Gabriella |
Categories:
celebrity, film, for him, how i feel, love,
Dedicated to my love: Leonardo DiCaprio
For how many years have I loved you
I think it has to be about eighteen
We were both so young in those days
But I still longed to be your queen
With each film I fell more in love
With each role you reminded
"This is what true talent is made of"
Beautiful Leonardo
How keenly I feel
How much I love you
Probably too much, but still
You have shown true beauty
You have shown true grace
You're a perfect specimen
Of the human race
You are of the greatest actors
Of this generation and more
For there will never be another
That I so much adore
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Poem Details | by
Sandip Goswami |
Categories:
celebrity, deep, hero, inspirational, love, poverty, sensual,
They are not rich.
They have no car
They have no fat.
They have no dream.
They are not so-called educated persons.
They are not news.
They are struggling for existence.
They have not any exceed of life
Which is poison
They live with their old parents.
They have innocent smile and intuition.
They created their poor house as rich home.
They are my celebrities.
But I am not communist.
SANDIP GOSWAMI, INDIA
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Poem Details | by
Abdulhafeez Oyewole |
Categories:
adventure, best friend, care, celebration, celebrity, community, inspiration, light, love, remember, world,
___I'm glad you do___
I'm glad you feel me
I'm glad you free me
I'm glad you do help me
‘o sing again.
I'm glad you move it
I'm glad you roll it
I'm glad you do pop it
‘nd make me whole.
In the history, those days won’t soon be forgotten
‘till this time, your words still worth a fortune
They will go nowhere; they will be with me forever
Those nights we shared, they will grow in me as ever.
I'm glad you feel me
I'm glad you free me
I'm glad you do help me
‘o sing again.
I'm glad you move it
I'm glad you roll it
I'm glad you do pop it
‘nd make me whole.
As ever, you're the light I use to see
You're my savior, the one that set me free
You're an angel, that angel at the fore
You're a heroine, that heroine of the war.
I'm glad you feel me
I'm glad you free me
I'm glad you do help me
‘o sing again.
I'm glad you move it
I'm glad you roll it
I'm glad you do pop it
‘nd make me whole.
You set me free and still stay by me
You let me feel… the fresh of where I be
You succor to the battle you do not begin
You let me live… though you do not commit a sin.
I'm glad you feel me
I'm glad you free me
I'm glad you do help me
‘o sing again.
I'm glad you move it
I'm glad you roll it
I'm glad you do pop it
‘nd make me whole.
You're my light, the one I use to see
You're my savior, the one that set me free
You're an angel, that angel I met at the shore
You're that queen, my queen for sure.
I'm glad you feel me
I'm glad you free me
I'm glad you do help me
‘o sing again.
I'm glad you move it
I'm glad you roll it
I'm glad you do pop it
‘nd make me whole.
I'm glad about what you do
You make my heart brand new.
I'm proud of you
I'm glad you do...
For:Cyndi MacMillan "HO HEY: WRITE ME A PUB SONG & RAISE THE ROOF!"
Follow this link to see songs that inspired the poem:
http://www.poetrysoup.com/poetry_contests/member_contest_details.aspx?ContestID=2185
Now entered into G.V's Contest.
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Poem Details | by
Funom Makama |
Categories:
celebrity, fairy, i love you, i miss you, romantic,
Chorus
Sights are far but our minds are close
two hearts share one inhale with one nose
stage acts are for her even the pose
smiles from down she wishes for a rose
ten out of ten is her loyal dose
ever since it was confirmed I rose
my deep loving of her no one knows
the feeling, branching from the two grows
her quick flight after my shows create woes
until the next, my soul stands on toes.
1Even in her absence, she exist in real apparition
my quest for the very best is nothing but her creation
she’s always in the fore-front, my music the only rival
the heart recognizes nothing else until her arrival
dancing with great joy and so much grace she happily commits
her love and beauty’s aroma, through my lyrics I vomit
meeting her expectations is the peak of every moment
it's worth the risk to damn any caution of a divestment
pure in her charm, subtle in her reach to my inner love seat
exhibits total submission to my fame through every beat
behind this glory is a being confined in a one horse town
you can please enter through a thousand places and change its gown
shaking your flesh even in long dress still makes things happen
and making my intuition and inspiration stay sharpened
all my life I’ve been a panda lost in the Sahara
now have a transformed dwelling with many a Jacaranda
every live performance is a chance to act like her macho
an addition of her love, keeps my stream completely stable.
Containing her lack of attention, that I’m not capable.
Chorus
Sights are far but our minds are close
two hearts share one inhale with one nose
stage acts are for her even the pose
smiles from down she wishes for a rose
ten out of ten is her loyal dose
ever since it was confirmed I rose
my deep loving of her no one knows
the feeling, branching from the two grows
her quick flight after my shows create woes
until the next, my soul stands on toes.
2So broken and down, my face and voice were just the only hope
she appeared to this lazy engine like a needed tow rope
my television appearances cause huge street bonfires
ignoring her sweet tweets makes my heart and head connived liars
giving good entertainment but to all others I forfeit
every cell in me, focuses down on her from four feet up
moves come with the same wonder if her affection is pre-owned
such premonition endangers my emotions to be stoned.
Oh love, the abstract distance between us is a forgery
letting you go, makes my ego commit a deadly treachery
a response to my well rehearsed hi will append my blessings
an invite upstage to face other fans, hope it won’t offend.
Our jamming tearing eyes taking both souls to planet mars
looking for a way for both hearts, in need of an overpass.
taking a European tour, missing her becomes revealing
her clicks on social media makes the whole day sweet evening
adding her karaoke, my microphone accepts the magic
trying to follow her up, the boomerang becomes epic
as far as Russian hands, relocating the heart of a Scouse
my sounds, her dances have intrigued me to want to be her spouse.
Chorus
Sights are far but our minds are close
two hearts share one inhale with one nose
stage acts are for her even the pose
smiles from down she wishes for a rose
ten out of ten is her loyal dose
ever since it was confirmed I rose
my deep loving of her no one knows
the feeling, branching from the two grows
her quick flight after my shows create woes
until the next, my soul stands on toes.
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Poem Details | by
Ashley Mack |
Categories:
celebrity, cute love, fantasy, feelings, love, relationship, thank you,
Superman
My superman
He doesn't wear a long red cape or fly in the air
he can't kill off evil villains with the power of a single glare
But what he does have is rare and cannot be seen
I can't see no wrong in him, he's hardly ever mean
He has a heart so pure and a charm so sweet I think he's heaven sent
All the girls get googly eyes but they can't have my MrClark Kent
But ladies don't be discourage there's a superman out there waiting for you
God will give a man that will change the world from the earth to the moon
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Poem Details | by
Zamreen Zarook |
Categories:
age, angel, beautiful, beauty, body, boyfriend, celebration, celebrity, change, character, creation, desire, emotions, children, friendship, girl, girlfriend, hero, humorous, i love you, image, life, memorial day, memory, middle school, relationship, romantic, school, society, student, teen, teenage, truth, wisdom, woman, women, words, world, youth,
Fake Words – Zamreen Zarook
God have given us mouth,
Not to speak to north and south,
Tongue is given under an oath,
So it’s our duty to protect them both.
Girls chat fake with boys,
Having a notion that the boys are toys,
They often make varied noise,
Thinking to keep a trap on handsome guys.
Boys are also human being,
So it’s not possible being clean,
Things varies in the way they are seen,
So positive thinking will make you keen.
Boys’ minds are pure,
As it is pure bio,
So don’t try to pour vino,
Which will take decades to get cure.
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Poem Details | by
Shanity Rain |
Categories:
absence, angel, betrayal, business, car, career, celebrity, change, childhood, dance, death, death of a friend, dedication, devotion, england, farewell, fear, first love, for him, freedom, friendship, funeral, goodbye, grief, heartbroken, history, identity, international, london, miss you, money, murder, muse, music, mystery, new york, peace, political, power, remember, rights, spiritual, tribute, truth, visionary, wisdom,
In great respect of the band I grew up listening to
as sure as Mom passed down Saturday Chores
for I had been chosen to scrub bathroom floors `
Yet a familiar sound would bring me to keep scrubbing
The red album, The blue album , The White album
ThenAbbey Road , always remembering the sad look on
Ringo's face , something hard to understand underneath~
I get it now, what you were saying all those years ago ,
the many sad lonely tears , secret tears , secret fears
For Maxwell's Hammer was a real one It wanted silence
Going back.remembering when John Lennon died
I was in Arkansas saddened with the world
Then seeing his face saying " Drag isn't it "
Nothis was not my hero in music and song
he was a stand in hired William , he filled his shoes
bringing diversity to create so much beautiful music from loss
One left standing , alone;; grief struck on back cover ~
The other identity hidden, tried to be part of.coming together
his world of secrets
He to suffers today , in fear , Faul~
Too many years gone bylet us tell the TruthLet us be free
The very sad long and winding Road ~
Let us Bury our real Paul
No more " Mystery tour "
No more fear
Let him be in peace ~
Inspired by " The Last Testament of George Harrison , Is Paul Dead ? "
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Poem Details | by
Jacqueline R. Mendoza |
Categories:
angel, beautiful, beauty, black african american, bridal shower, caregiving, celebrity, childhood, christian, cousin, daughter, death of a friend, devotion, education, environment, father daughter, first love, flower, children, for her, kids, how i feel, little sister, me, mom, mother, native american, nostalgia, people, poets, school, spiritual, student, woman, women, work,
They see strengths
Not the limitations
These are people who will make you proud of yourself
They will tell you why you’re special
Trust you to the point you have to answer their expectations
They make you better than you normally are
You can be proud of yourself
They respect you
For what you’ve done
Where you’ve come from
They see what you’ve experienced something real
Respect you for your courage
They live by their rules
They do not expect you to follow theirs
They are at peace to themselves
They are not proving anything to you
They are good listeners
Sincere in their interest in you
You feel important
They are available for honest
Genuine discussion
Makes you want to share yourself
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Poem Details | by
Shanity Rain |
Categories:
absence, america, art, books, business, celebration, celebrity, christmas, city, culture, dedication, depression, family, farewell, farm, feelings, film, freedom, goodbye, growing up, history, home, house, i love you, image, life, lost, money, music, native american, new york, paradise, patriotic, people, places, political, pride, today, tribute, truth, usa, world,
To be in a young America ~
visions of a ship upcoming statue of Liberty
the young lad holding tightly to his Mothers leg
in all excitement of a new Land to call their own
celebrations of apple pie and fireworks on the 4th of July
thoughts of the old Hollywood on screen
films without 3-D costing less then a dollar
Greta , Monroe , Betty Davis eyes tantalizing blue glare
The Wizard of Oz or books written by Steinbach, Capote, Mark Twain
exciting new visions of creating new concepts
before Capitalism bought all little ones to bigger
songs came from the hills of Virginia to the black Mountains
surfacing in Tennessee for all to hear and wish to see
The day when one travelled by car on the road travelled
every town a story told , learning history we once shed blood
American Indian tears to the British man whom choose freedom of taxes
Boston held a tea party , now wishing they threw out marmite instead
The day when we knew our neighbors and bought homes with a paystub
Everyone had a chance to make their own with pride , even through wars
When Martin Luther King stood proudly as did President Lincoln for Freedom
How many streets have been named after the man whom had a dream ?
When milk was delivered on doorsteps in Glass bottles
Babies wanting the very first of the top being cream
leaving doors open , watching news with your family at 6pm
cartoons were shut down and it was now grown up time
Cereal being a cheap snack for after school
school supplies costing twenty dollars
Grandma school clothes shopping for fifty
before the internet , cell phones , and text for hello ~
2 week Vacations not afraid to put up Camp
Christmas sold in December with the sentiment of Love not money
a day when if one were sick , you could actually get penicillin without question
The Doctor treated everything calling it General Practice no fear of Malpractice
Never forgetting our Motor city
Old Ford Trucks Chevrolets and Dodge
The city that brought Ottis Reding and Marvin Gaye
What happened to us ? Where did America Go ?
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Poem Details | by
Jim Pemberton |
Categories:
america, bible, celebration, celebrity, change, character, christian, faith, forgiveness, freedom, fun, god, hope, identity, introspection, jesus, life, lost love, love, marriage, passion, patriotic, people, political, pride, rainbow, relationship, religion, religious, society, sorrow, world,
There’s many people who claim they’ve nothing to “hide!”
They tend to use the rainbow
as a source of their “pride.”
But if you read in the book of Genesis, it is revealing.
God’s purpose of the rainbow had a different meaning!
The rainbow was there when much
of mankind disappeared!
There was a promise of God that was so very clear.
He promised to never again destroy man with a flood.
This was his promise.. An extension of his love!
It was never intended as his approval for perversion!
Mankind still needs a Jesus filled holy conversion!
The colors of the rainbow can’t wash away sin’s dark stain!
This can only happen by the
power of Jesus’ name!
The colors are beautiful… But man’s heart is filled with deceit!
Without the soul cleansing power of Jesus…
We’re never complete!
No court decision can give the freedom that many desire!
Only the power of the cross can
change you this very hour!
The only way to find equality with God, is through the cross!
Without his words of truth…
We are forever LOST!
Look past the colors of the rainbow! Seek the power of the blood!
Then you too, can be changed from
God’s power from above!
By Jim Pemberton
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Poem Details | by
Robert Candler |
Categories:
adventure, animal, best friend, care, celebration, celebrity, character, courage, dedication, devotion, dog, farm, feelings, friend, friendship, growth, happy, heart, inspiration, journey, love, magic, memory, miracle, pets, relationship, soulmate, sweet, tribute, uplifting,
Such a nose had Ol’ Blue.
Best in south Missouri..everybody knew.
Could smell a pheasant across the plain.
Could point a covey in a hurricane.
That’s the way the legend goes.
Ol’ Blue had a “magic nose.”
As Blue got older, his master’s mind would drift away
To a place where he and young Blue used to play
In the mornings, sitting over his coffee cup
He found it sad there were no pups.
He thought it would be such a shame
If the only legacy was Ol’ Blue’s name.
So, Jim was compelled and full of pride;
He made a search, far and wide,
To find Ol’ Blue a suitable mate.
No doubt, his offspring would be great.
It seemed likely, he supposed,
At least one pup would have his “magic nose.”
She was a Champion Miss from New Orleans,
A beautiful “red” named Cajun Queen.
But Blue suddenly passed away, before the pups were born.
Jim was broken hearted He and “Queenie” mourned.
Then came the litter, but there was only one.
Jim struggled for hope; after all, he was Ol’ Blue’s son.
Dappled and lanky, a handsome little cuss,
He looked just like Blue Jim made such a fuss.
Naming this pup would require no ado.
It was obvious Officially, he would be “Blue Two.”
Oh yes, these were mighty large tracks to fill.
“Can he?”, folks asked Jim would say, “Heck yes he will!”
So his nickname became “Two” and he seemed to be smart.
Soon it was time for his training to start.
The basics went well, but Jim’s outlook grew very dim
When, instead of pointing, Two would wag and jump and bark at him.
Oh, Two seemed to be trying; but try as he might,
He just could not seem to ever get it right.
“Blue’s son or not, he’s got to go!”
Jim found Two a “pet home” far away, in Tupelo.
On his way back, he stopped in Texarkana.
Been too long a time since he’d seen his sister Hannah.
Six days and six pounds later, he was back on his way.
His wife had said work was callin’ and he’d be drivin’ all day.
He thought about Ol’ Blue and wondered if and when
He’d ever have a bird dog as good as Blue again.
Oh, he knew another “magic nose” was just a far off dream;
After all, it wasn’t something any man could scheme.
A “magic nose” was a gift from God, only given to a few;
And he was proud and very lucky just to have known Ol’ Blue.
As he turned into his drive, he broke into a smile.
“Why… I can’t believe it! It…It must be 300 miles!”
Two was on the porch, thin and dirty; but he struck a handsome pose.
Jim ran and hugged Two hard “How’d you get back? Lord only knows!”
Suddenly, Jim realized; and struck with awe, he slowly rose.
A tear trickled to his smile “Why Two… you have a “magic nose!”
Two and Jim are best of friends, together everywhere.
From milkin’ cows to bedtime, Two is always there.
Jim doesn’t hunt much anymore, now Two’s a rescue dog.
Just last month, he saved a little girl lost in Cooley’s Bog.
Jim struts and tells proud, heroic stories;
While Two wags and jumps and barks, and shares his glory.
Jim boasts, “Like father, like son!”, then speaks fondly of Blue;
But all know the largest tracks to fill are those of Two.
His deeds are known far and wide,
And fill Jim’s heart with love and pride.
For with every rescue, the legend grows;
About a dog named Two, and his “magic nose.”
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Poem Details | by
Shanity Rain |
Categories:
angel, anniversary, art, august, autumn, baby, birth, birthday, career, celebration, celebrity, child, creation, dream, film, i love you, imagination, inspiration, inspirational, magic, moon, mother, my child, my children, nostalgia, people, poetry, success, sun,
My Son Moon and Star ~
Approaching the celebration of his Birth
cherishing the gift I received
within weeks of conception I knew
something amazing was in Creation ~
the Stars held a party
sending me with one of their own
Gazing at 3 shooting stars twinkling crossing the sky
It was magic It was destiny taking its flight
In love with an October full moon
drawing and painting I liked
thinking of Vincent Van Gogh ~
caught in a loss of time
Hours going by as choosing my color
a wittness to three falling stars
A clear night sky sparkle's
A once Famous Star was sent
inspiring the tiny child inside ~
Never a doubt in my mind at all
child bearing was worth any pain received
yours will be in a pursuit of a dream ~
one to cherish and hold
My Son was born the following August ~
working on the set of Grimm 3rd season this year
as the set of Leverage for 3 years
Has done a Indie movie here
In Paris it was seen and honored
coming soon filmed in Portland ~
"The House of Last Things "
awaiting the credits , you will see
1st Assistant Director ~ production assistant
My Young Lion Mans dream ~
A proud mom I watch every show and the credits
as foretold in a whisper to me 25 years ago
My Son & Moon and Star
A name you will all know ~
Happy Birthday to my creative Son
you will exist in my heart forever~
and thereafter
Mom
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Poem Details | by
Ifeanyi Bob Ekechukwu |
Categories:
addiction, adventure, beautiful, beauty, best friend, brother, celebrity, character, desire, devotion, dream, drink, emotions, eulogy, faith, family, friendship, happiness, happy, how i feel, i love you, joy, longing, memorial day, people, poetess, poetry, poets, pride, relationship,
"Your first poem was an
excellent poem....you are
welcome...." Commented
skat on my first poem.
"Wonderful and deep
poem....you are welcome
to poetry soup..." That
was Poet Destroyer.
"Wow you have touched
my heart in a special way
with your poem.....your
new friend Leonora
Galinta" said Galinta.
"Well penned" said
kithinji and so many
special poets.
Hearty words from these
unique poets spurred me
to write better poems.
Which they appreciate.
Poetry soup is safe haven
where feelings and
emotions are expressed
in tangible forms.
An educational enclave
where different forms of
knowledge are
exchanged like two
hands washing eachother.
Am most humbled to
meet these dazzling
gems radiating warmth
like the sun-a privilege it
is connect to parts of the
planet.
I believe we all will meet
someday,not in the after
life.
Leonora Galinta is an
angel to meet,whom I
admire amongst others.
Love to set my eyes on
her delicate and graceful
natureSee her graceful
carriage, feel her gentle
hands and smiles as she
exudes sweetnessI pray
hand of time will
backwards when that
day appears as we walk
in the woods leading to
silent deep blue sea with
gentle breeze
whispering.....A prolific
writer as well.
PD will I meet
someday,love her
amiable nature,full of
grace and charmA
prolific poetess.
Skat is lovely with her
immeasurable words of
encouragement.
Kithinji will I love to
behold,to learn from him.
Have drink with Robin,
Alian, shake akinyemi,
stroll with Joe, hv a hike
with
Sibanda, dine with Ralph
and you.
Saying hi and hugs to
Paz Samelo.
Meeting the soupers is
making a happy family.
Am gliding like the
eagle,soaring higher as
the day pass by
you soupers are my
strength.
Name:Ifeanyi Bob
Ekechukwu.
(Baron Of Ebullion)
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Poem Details | by
Thomas Hsi |
Categories:
america, best friend, boyfriend, celebrity, first love, football,
COPYRIGHT 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Poetic Lyrics By Thomas Lam Hsi
THERE IS ONLY ONE TRUE GOD...THE LORD GOD ALMIGHTY...WHO ALONE CAN
SAVE FROM Satan...who plays 'all' roles...the devil...the 'Lord Jesus'...
the 'Father'...the 'Holy Spirit'...all 'Other Gods'...and 'alien gods'...HE...THE
LORD JESUS CHRIST HIMSELF IS FULLY GOD AND MAN...AND HE ALONE...
IS THE ONLY WAY TO GOD THE FATHER...and to an Actual Heaven!
Johnny...those crystal blue eyes...have never lied!
The day a nation...fell in commotion...I nearly died!
Momma...dropped her pie...and Daddy...he just cried!
Johnny...you never lied...a velvet touch of hide!
Johnny...you're a...Satur-day...special!
The moment...you kicked your heels...was special!
The time you...skipped a rock...'cross three ponds...was special!
Johnny...you never lied...and to me...you're...always special!
Johnny...you got me in your hook...and...forever...in your book!
The twinkle in your eye...the tickets...they all...forsook!
A smile...a flash...a feint...and then...a clever crook!
Johnny...Football...you're my bible...and...then my book!
Johnny...when those velvet hands...take...only mine!
This plastic ring...is only mine...just...one-a-kind!
Beads and lockets...please...just...one last time!
Johnny...you never lied...wow...an all-time high!
Johnny...you'll...lite a nation...another...good 'ol time!
Johnny...you'll...lite my heart...just...one more time!
ALTERNATE:
Johnny...and when...your tired 'ol hands...take...only mine!
This plastic ring...you gave...only to me...was...just unkind!
The smile...in the locket...please...look...one last time!
Johnny...you lied...not I...but if you want...just...one more time?
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Poem Details | by
Dorian Petersen Potter |
Categories:
angel, beautiful, beauty, celebrity, dedication, love, remember,
~Her Kindness~
(A Rondine)
Her kindness just touched all people on Earth
Her beguile smile could light up a whole room
She loved everyone we all did assume
Much loved from the first moment of her birth
More than we knew then she was by all worth
Were all much mistaken with her wedded groom
Her kindness just touched
Much loved from the first moment of her birth
Her life was cut so short, most tragic doom
My eyes fill with tears when I see her tomb
Remember always her beauty and mirth
Her kindness just touched
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2012
January.27.2015
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Poem Details | by
Bj Fard |
Categories:
absence, abuse, addiction, adventure, age, allah, angel, anger, angst, animal, anniversary, april, art, baptism, basketball, beach, beauty, betrayal, bible, blessing, body, bullying, care, caregiving, celebration, celebrity, change, childhood, christian, courage, dedication, dream, family, children, for her, for him, hate, hero, i love you, inspirational, joy, lost love, love, love hurts, lust, power, social, sorry,
Love is a wonder
shared by one another
it's the only reason
I'm not six feet under
Love in which I believe
in a will to sustain
I give back to life, now
in dormant states of pain
The power of Love
may not alone be enough
locked inside my dreams
escape only from above
higher than any human being
has ever gone before
I must have evolved
rise above hate, great once more
My Father taught me wisdom
I am imprisoned no longer
now an beast not of burden
I am no lion, I am stronger
on my shoulder sits twin dragons
long awaiting the day
evil forces come forth to
take what Love is left, away
A Hero of Love light
are what the world needs
angels, not demons
exist where ever you believe
follow your heart's direction
and you shall achieve
objects of affection
rid of materialistic greed
My bright energy
has awakened to a fire
never consuming the source
as the flames just grow higher
that is the desire
of a product we call Love
Fear, the counterpart
what I was once made of
I am slowly learning
how to win when my peace
is harder to sharpen
so I have given my pen leave
the sword has its uses
I must say I believe
to vanquish the evil
in the minds too diseased
to serve any purpose
except their own selfish ones
tomorrow a new day
in the clarity of the sun
where we two are now one
and one done now does
bring about a great change
lit by the righteousness of Love.
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Poem Details | by
A.O. Taner |
Categories:
anxiety, appreciation, art, beautiful, celebration, celebrity, city, confidence, courage, creation, culture, destiny, dream, emotions, feelings, firework, first love, girlfriend, good night, hair, happy, humanity, imagination, international, jealousy, joy, love, metaphor, miss you, missing you, music, parody, poems, relationship, romance, romantic, stress, success, symbolism, today, tribute, true love, uplifting, world,
in the dream I had
many appeared
extras plenty
but loved ones too
all had seen
that same dream
but only one got it
others had no clue
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Poem Details | by
Anthony Scandrick II |
Categories:
absence, anniversary, art, beauty, best friend, boyfriend, break up, care, caregiving, celebration, celebrity, change, confusion, creation, cute love, dance, dedication, depression, encouraging, love, me, moon, song,
Verse 1:
Don't be shy,
I just wanna spend some time,
Make you mine,
Make it right,
Don't need to worry,
Girl, no one will ever compare,
To you,
Chorus:
Girl, The moon is close tonight,
Mother nature's on my side,
Let the clock move slow all night,
Come chill with me tonight,
I said the dj's on my side,
And he's playing our song all night,
We can dance all through the night,
Come chill with me tonight,
Verse 2:
Listen to the night,
Listen to the moving of the trees,
Their talking to me,
Controlling me,
They make me move,
As I watch the movement of the
moon,
Chorus:
The moon is close tonight,
And it's shining on so bright,
And our love is worth the fight,
Come chill with me tonight,
Girl, the party's off tonight,
And their playing the disco right,
And the club won't be jumping
tonight,
Come chill with me tonight,
I said the dj's on my side,
And he's playing our song all night,
We can dance all through the night,
Come chill with me tonight...
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Poem Details | by
Dorian Petersen Potter |
Categories:
beautiful, celebrity, love, tribute,
~Tribute to Patrick Swayze: A Great Actor~
(Swap Quatrain)
He stole many hearts for long time
In 'Dirty Dancing' have a good time.
With 'North 'n South' I couldn't part
For long time, he stole many hearts.
We watched him dancing and fighting
He was a great actor, amazing!
I'm so sad, his passing is grim
Dancing and fighting we watched him.
Forever remember his name
And roles he played well the same.
He'll live in my heart I do swear
His name I'll recall forever.
Now he's at rest, left us too soon
Will be missed now that he's gone.
'Cause he was great,one of the best
Left us too soon,now he's at rest.
Dorian Petersen Potter
ak ladydp2000
Copyright@2009
August28.2017
Author's notes:
Well, this summer, is very sad for sure.
Another great star that leaves our stage.So sad!
I won't say much,I can't right now,but that I loved
Patrick Swayze very much.I liked him he was such a
great actor, gent and man in my opinion.He stole my
heart in many movies, like Ghost,Dirty Dancing, but
especially in North and South.He shall be missed for
sure.I'll miss him and that beautiful smile and grin
of his.No more suffering, he's sleeping now.
R.I.PPatrick!
I'll always love him and remember him in my heart,
and thoughts forever.
( August /19/1952 - September/ 14/2009 )
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Poem Details | by
Ncumisa Siko |
Categories:
absence, art, betrayal, celebrity, confusion, dark,
How popular and loved are you?
I'm not talking the passed by wanna be's,
or those who give you hugs when they see you
Forget about the ones who call themselves your friends,
while they texted you once in the past seven days if they even tex ted
You have more than thousand friends on facebook even more twitter followers,
how many can you call when you out of bread,
forget about the taxi fee when the month is dark
How many who actually follow you in real life,
forget about those you bbm and send your naked pictures to,
how many who whatsapp you,
facebook you without seeing your status updates?
forgive me if I'm being paranoid or insensitive
they say you are the twerleb, a celeb that is dating Caleb
but what we see, self hate human being, who post selfies
that describe the life would you desire.
They say your tweet said " clubbing tonight"
while you were busy cutting yourself under the bed today
Your friends used to be,
are posting picture of their families,
some selfies of their resent boyfriends named Tim,
and you still busy posting edited jokes about people,
how lonely can it get?
How lonely are you?
Maybe you don't need any of that,
maybe all you need is family love,
I may not be the smartest,
but I have shoulders to give,
I have tissues to wipe away your tears,
because I am your family.
we are here for you
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Poem Details | by
jaremy mount Jr |
Categories:
absence, addiction, age, beauty, best friend, celebrity, confusion, courage, creation, cry, for her, future, girl, giving, happiness, happy, hope, how i feel, i love you, kiss, life, love, nice, paradise, poetry, poets, relationship, romance, sexy, simple, sleep, thank you, together, tribute, trust, truth, woman, write, writing,
I have an addiction...
It dont matter what time of day it is my addiction is there...
Not always in the literall since...
But it is always on my mind...
I lay my head down to sleep at night thinking about you...
I sleep dreaming about you...
I wake up thinking about you...
Your always on my mind...
No matter what I do my addiction is always on my mind...
Even if your not the last one I talk to before I lay my head down to sleep...
I still lay my head down thinking of you...
I just cant get enought of you...
No matter what my addiction is there...
My addiction has a name...
Her name is Shelby Nestle...
No matter how much we text or talk on the phone...
Its never enough...
I cant get enough of your beautiful eyes...
I cant get enough of that beautiful smile...
I cant get enough of kissing your soft lips...
That feeling I get inside when our lips touch...
Or holding you in my arms...
This is a new addiction to me...
Never have I been this addicted this quick...
It scares the shyt outta me...
But then I love it...
You are my new addiction baby..
You are my...
My heroin...
My ecstacy..
My cocaine...
You are my own personal drug...
I cant imagine and addiction stronger...
You are my addiction...
I wouldnt even think about trying to break this addiction...
I wouldnt go to rehab for this addiction...
I like it to much...
YOU ARE PERFECT JUST THE WAY YOU ARE
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Poem Details | by
Milan Georges Burovac |
Categories:
beautiful, beauty, celebrity, fashion, love, muse, paris,
to a sweet navel of glutinous oracle
sticks the fairytale makeup
because the model caressed the tree
since the model recognizes the apple
as the model eats the grass
a carrot from Hollywood paradise
a green salad with organic smelly
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Poem Details | by
Caryn Gerometta |
Categories:
celebrity, dedication, i love you, men, poetry, smile, words,
Your eyes, your smile
Your love and dedication
You are beautiful
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Poem Details | by
Bj Fard |
Categories:
absence, abuse, addiction, adventure, age, allah, america, analogy, angel, anger, angst, animal, anniversary, art, baby, baptism, basketball, beach, beautiful, betrayal, bible, birth, blue, body, brother, cancer, care, celebration, celebrity, character, christian, dream, emotions, faith, for him, friendship, future,
Reflections in the mirror
were getting scary
I could not carry
the weight of my pain
it almost took my life
to learn to love again
for I have made a friend
somewhere along my long lost way
I hope that I helped him
just a fraction of how he helped me
maybe that single thought
is what finally gave me my peace
enough to release so much
stolen energy
Now I am not afraid
to walk where the streets are hot
for I thrive in Hell's kitchen
where the devil stirs my pot
for I now have him quiet tame
I sacrificed my dragons
at the alter of my name
and now you are my slaves
any time I need
I'll call upon my superhero's
to come and rescue me
like my Saint Toni
who swept me off that bridge
and showed my how a death can be
the greatest reason to live
for she was the seed to grow my Eden
then a man from a foreign land
gave me something in myself to believe in
the magik of Love.
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Poem Details | by
Samuel O. Emerho |
Categories:
birthday, celebrity, dedication, desire, fantasy, first love, wisdom,
It is your smile;
Staring at me at every mile
It speaks to me for a while
And tells me that you are mine
It is your love;
Stirring all kind of sensation like a seductive glove
Warming my heart as though on a stove
And this realization out shines a swimming dove
It is you, my one and only
Your presence comforting and soothing beautifully
Adorned with virtues gracefully
And happy ever after we will live admirably
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Poem Details | by
T Wignesan |
Categories:
celebrity, food, french, fun, true love, word play,
Villanelle: French Gourmand once sailed to the Isle of Ewe
Dedicated to the great French actor, Off Course!
French Gourmand once sailed to the Isle of Ewe
Must you invite high breeds to the Hebrides
To maggis shellfish wine said: I love you!
Starved Loch Ness Monster kept well out of view
For this Gourmet eats even monster breeds
French Gourmand once sailed to the Isle of Ewe
Medieval monarchs gulped innerns – rest threw
To the serfs lords ladies dogs and hybrids
To maggis shellfish wine said: I love you!
French Gourmand let Scots talk their tartans through
Venison loins he carved out for his needs
French Gourmand once sailed to the Isle of Ewe
Goths Visigoths Vikings Normans or Dieu*
Falstaff nose and paunch hide much actor’s deeds
To maggis shellfish wine said: I love you!
Eiffel Tower Louvre Versailles nothing new
Mountain Man kept apart Scylla Charibdis
French Gourmand once sailed to the Isle of Ewe
To maggis shellfish wine said: I love you!
• Dieu: God, but French pronunciation, please!
He might take exception.
© TWignesan – Paris, 2015
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Poem Details | by
Mary Oliver Rotman |
Categories:
celebrity, crush, funny,
(pronounced mik-fad'-yen)
I believe I'm in love with Matthew Macfadyen
He inspires in me a terribly bad yen
But as poetry goes
His name 'spires woes
Cause nothing rhymes with "Macfadyen"
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Poem Details | by
Amelia Josephie |
Categories:
9th grade, arabic, celebration, celebrity, cute love, daffodils, environment,
There you are
On the other side of the window
You look sad and scared
Wondering where your son is about to go
You tell me you miss me
And that you want me home
Then you smile
And tell me how much my little brother has grown
We catch up on lost times
As fast as we can
Because we both know
We'll probably never see each other again
You start crying
And I can see
That deep inside you're dying
You're blaming yourself
For not being the best mom
And I tell you
It was my choice to do wrong
It hurts me to see you blaming yourself
Because I know that deep inside
You wish you could help
Because you already have one son gone
And you're about to lose another one
The only thing you want right now
Are your two oldest children
Back with their little brother
And home with their loving mother
It's about time for you to go
We sit in silence
Wishing that we were on the same side of the window
That we could hug for one last time
Before I get sent away for my crime
You put your hand to the glass
And I start crying
I've hurt so many people and this is the last
Because it's not worth watching my whole life go
Behind the window
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Poem Details | by
moein jr |
Categories:
celebrity, dedication, emotions, encouraging, love,
Life Partner!
Tonight I'm your
life partner
Now my heart is all
yours
Let me sleep in your
arms
I want to be happy
with you
You are my rose and
I want to smell you
Fear for you and
care for you
Now I can change
your name
"My Darling" I shall
call you
From now I'm yours
From now you're mine
On my finger I'm
putting the ring
So hide me in your
heart and impress
me
Cause today , my
life starts over
again!
Tomorrow I will wake
up by your side
Together sleeping on
the same pilow
I'll kiss and wake
you up
I feel happiness in
your eyes
I know you want
another kiss
& I'll give it to
you from my heart!
* "Life Partner" was
my translation of an
Arabic song called
"El Yawm = Today" by
my favorite & famous
Lebanese singer
Nancy Ajram.Hereby
I'd like to thank
Nancy & the original
poet Marcel Mdour
for producing such
beautiful song.
** Dedicated to all
Nancy's fans all
over the globe!
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