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Poem Details | by Gregory R Barden |
Categories: beauty, death, earth, holocaust, true love, war, world,

Last Kiss

Our mouths and our souls mix as we become one, Love second to none ... The moon, that just moments before bathed our night - Now swallowed by light ... Huge clouds, like fresh mushrooms, bloom pink in the skies, Soft-sparkling your eyes ... Night, turned to day, with bright colors and aura ... Such dazzling horror ... Our mouths and our souls mix as we become one, We burn like the sun ... Our lives and world ... done. ~ 1st Place ~ in the "Half-Eleven" Poetry Contest, Nina Parmenter, Judge & Sponsor. ~ 2nd Place ~ in the "The Last ..." Poetry Contest, Silent One, Judge & Sponsor.

Poem Details | by Catherine Mary Airan |
Categories: assonance, caregiving, christian, christmas, hindi, holocaust, love,


I traveled the world
And though it is vast
I still need a truth
That would always last

Studied some books
And know my mind too
The whole time God knows
Only love will do

Studied Religion and 
Forever I found
Even God loves Love
On this I expound

My Mom in my life
Always there for me
Taught me that true love
Would there always be

Love doesn't judge man
And I'm very free
From color or type
Of good company

True love doesn't die
"Oh Love, you'll abound,"
Despite all the bad
You'll stand your ground

Love's the Law for me
We are always free
Love keeps me alive
This is Love's decree.

Poem Details | by Dan Keir |
Categories: allah, angel, angst, confusion, dream, education, faith, freedom, god, happiness, health, heaven, history, holocaust, hope, humorous, imagination, inspirational, introspection, jesus, journey, life, lonely, loss, lost, lost love, miracle, nature, on writing and words, pain, peace, people, philosophy, political, prayer, recovery from..., religious, sad, spiritual, stress, success, sympathy, teacher, time, write,

Haikus About God: III

Beauty of nature
Why condense it down to God?
Isn’t life enough?

Poem Details | by Keith Bickerstaffe |
Categories: holocaust, love, may, universe,

Who Knows Where The Time Goes

The stars may wink their last goodbyes, 
the sun may disappear, 
the moon may shrink and come to naught 
and I will shed a tear. 

The universe may turn to dust 
all flora, fauna waste away, 
we may spend our time in darkness 
hoping for a brand new day. 

Will you still be here to comfort me 
to fill my eyes with pride, 
and swell my heart with tenderness, 
my love, my blushing bride? 

Poem Details | by Laura Breidenthal |
Categories: age, analogy, devotion, holocaust, life, love, philosophy,

The Stars of the Underground

The stars that glimmer most, 
Are the stars often mistaken for stones
For they are not stones-
They are monuments of those past,
Who have worked to the bone, 
For masterment and marvel, 
For love unatoned.

Poem Details | by Babafemi Yinka Olubodun |
Categories: age, appreciation, black african american, character, depression, funny love, holocaust,

Thoughtful Nile

If this dance be the last
For I see them throwing spears - 
Not for its sport
This dance, a shrilling one.
When we come home for showers
Diapers of our babies, drenched,
Such aroma; a sweet-sour tale to tell
For being ready was the dance for...
Only the dead wishes not for this dance
But the living accustomed to its essence 

Such a dance we struggle to get
Yet, a dance we fear to leave 
Nor a dance to tango for!

Poem Details | by Ian Petch |
Categories: life, lost love, people, philosophy, people, love, people,


The people wish for love
Reaching out for the above
The stars have turned around
All this reaching brings them down

The people pray for more
They lost their love the day before
Now god has closed his eyes
When will they see what they’ve denied?

The people ask for death
Too tired of love to feel their breath
No answers to forgive
The questions raised and why they lived

The dead can see the end
Red shadows climbing in their heads
Pure nothing in control
As they become the blackest holes

Some people rose again
The dead are proof of why they came
To hold onto their own
To remember why they’re not alone

Poem Details | by Ann Foster |
Categories: bible, blessing, confusion, endurance, holocaust, love hurts, moving on,

A Fervent Whisper

A Fervent Whisper

I give all the credit to my Lord, 
Who gave me this sharp pen!
He said just listen clear…,
and you will hear… 
and do not fear…

Then, write this down…

“I love you”.

Poem Details | by Diana Thoresen |
Categories: beauty, holocaust, inspiration, life, lost love, myth,

Saturn's Tears

''Life is rock rearranging itself.''

Antiseptic, sterile
Bone clinic whiteness
Of the surf
Sea shells
Paper thin or lavender skeletal
The frightful radiolarian symmetry
Of the great ocean death factory
Slowly slowly
Calcium is returning to crystal
And the crystal of Atlantean bones
Is a pale pink sea shell by the shore
Molten rock is filled with corpses
Cities vanished
Our bones are still Atlantean
Neptune's commandments
Still being sinned against
Our bones are honeycomb tombs
Vaults of ghostly imaginings
Now crimson, now white

Ever Christ-like
The coral bleeds into the blue