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Meggie gultiano Bad Hair Days (Fun Poem )

Everyday is always a bad hair day for me Mine is very curly, they told me it's kinky I have a hard time combing my hair, you see Have to visit my hairdresser to fix it for me It was very shiny, as straight as can be It was always like these since I was a little lady Now, I am used to see this everyday Ummm, I don't see what happened to me Getting up early in the morning is not that easy I have to have a ribbon to hold it, the neighbors might see Never mind If they laugh at me and call me crazy… Continue

Added by Meggie gultiano on December 8, 2009 at 10:32pm — No Comments

Lynda G. Anaya A Certain Symmetry

Grandpa always wanted me to play an instrument; bought me a shiny new guitar said I would be the life of the party one day, but I packed it away in the case, music in my eyes, and picked up a pen- found a place my tears could hide falling softly upon petals, wildflowers growing around me blooming between syllables. I was never afraid of the rain caressing my face; wind carrying my whispers- these clandestine wishes as kisses upon constellations. Still a dreamer, I blew dandelions ever… Continue

Added by Lynda G. Anaya on December 8, 2009 at 5:06pm — No Comments

Aerdna Eiram Aromaz WHERE AM I????_rein’07”

I suddenly woke up feeling cold and empty, Realizing pain, overflowing thought so lonely. Though crying can never be consider as a cure, Living in light won’t happen I assure. Days filled with sorrow, months passed with agony, Dreadful symphony, never been peacefully. Shadows from the past still haunts me day-by-day. Living in the dark and shame as they say. Where am I? Have I gone sick? Have I gone crazy? Asking to myself, making me a little hazy. Running so fast in the streets of nowhere, Dr… Continue

Added by Aerdna Eiram Aromaz on December 7, 2009 at 6:27pm — No Comments

Aerdna Eiram Aromaz LE ECHOS DE MENOS (I MISS YOU) _REIN’07”

Como son usted, my dear friend, Afraid that the last chat we had will be the end. I rarely hear anything from you since then, Maybe you thought that I almost got you forgotten. I miss those times we see each other, Even from a distant, it doesn’t really matter I miss those times we used to laugh, For those things even a little crap. I miss all those moments that we’ve been together, It’s such a great time which makes our bonds go stronger. I miss your genuine support and care, Along with those… Continue

Added by Aerdna Eiram Aromaz on December 7, 2009 at 6:24pm — No Comments

TaunaLen How a Poem Takes Me by Surprise

I've been doing 100 days of twitter-poems on my poetry blog, since December first. It's a great way to keep my creativity flowing, and my mind on poetic possibilities, while disciplining myself to write creatively every day. We had some news this week that shook my family, and challenged our faith. My new sister-in-law, Julie, is pregnant with my baby brother's first child. She learned Thursday that she has a tumor that will require surgery to remove part of her jaw and many of her teeth. They… Continue

Added by TaunaLen on December 7, 2009 at 11:30am — No Comments

TaunaLen Precipitation

Day 7 Rain coating sidewalk in mist Aspire to greatness? Pull your atoms together! With effort you could be snow. #100days #twitpoem Continue

Added by TaunaLen on December 7, 2009 at 11:00am — No Comments

Claudia Anne Krizay Darkest Shadows

Darkest Shadows Shadows upon the wall, In The Night, Aubergine, in color Are pasted against a sky of cerulean blue… A spirit is lost within a hypnotic state- Almost ghost-like: Can you see it dancing with snowflakes Within an arctic breeze Blatantly contrasting, White against blue, mauve within the Twilight? Shadows upon the Ceiling, Early in the morning, Cast by the sun Through Venetian blinds- The sky this morning, a deep Cobalt blue, A soul shall never be found, Lost behind high cumulus cl… Continue

Added by Claudia Anne Krizay on December 7, 2009 at 10:45am — 2 Comments

Denise Haskell Temerity

My skin is nothing but a map of scars My heart is only beating because The tears I shed burn my eyes My lips are tight against my face in a frown that has no place Smiles are just masking the stuff that's really going on and lasts till the night meets the dawn I lie awake at night continously asking myself why Why would I not want to succumb to the inevititable peace and harmony To be free of life of wrong turns down twisted paths of temerity Continue

Added by Denise Haskell on December 7, 2009 at 6:00am — 1 Comment

Denise Haskell ~Why~

This is poem I wrote in 2006. The story behind this, I was a mistress to a man for almost five years. Actually most of my poetry came from this heart break when he broke it off with me. You see when I first him he was divorced and single as I thought. Three months into our relationship I found he had another girlfriend in Calgary. I should have broken it off then but I didn't. Oh, I tried to break it off but he would say wait, her and I are mostly likely going to be breaking up. Well six months… Continue

Added by Denise Haskell on December 7, 2009 at 12:30am — 1 Comment

lewis adhekoyibo A perfect world

We were in a world; The world pushed us into another world. With river of tears, We reached the other world, But we saw trees, stars, mountain ... We saw different faces. Then, we heave a sigh of joy. A sigh saying: This is a wonderful world. We thought, We have reached our world. We thought, We have reached our destination. We embraced her glory. Alas, her glory is sinking us. The world has unveiled her paths: A path of transient bliss And a path of lasting bliss; A path to a perfect world. Wh… Continue

Added by lewis adhekoyibo on December 7, 2009 at 12:17am — No Comments

farheez rafique LIFE!

LIFE A DIAMOND, STYLE A CODE, NATIONALITY AN ORIGIN, WITH THE LIFE WE BORE. MOVE WITH LEAPS AND BOUNDS THE PERSON WITH THE POSITIVE ATTITUDE, WILL NEVER TOUCH THE GROUND. TIME WAITS FOR NONE LIFE GOES ON WITH LOVE AND FUN. HARDWORK IS THE KEY THE KEY TO SUCCESS WORK HARD, TO BE PROBLEM FREE. THUS, THE BASIS OF LIFE CONSIST OF SERIOUSNESS AND FUN. SO, CHEERS TO LIFE!!!!!!!!! Continue

Added by farheez rafique on December 6, 2009 at 10:38pm — 1 Comment

farheez rafique MY TEACHERS ARE MY FAVOURITE!

CAME TO THIS SCHOOL, MARIA'S PUBLIC SCHOOL, AS A DUMD STUDENT, I KNEW NOTHING, NOT EVEN ENGLISH. BUT THANKS TO THE LADY THE LADY I ADMIRE THE MOST MY DEAR DITTY MA'AM THE TEACHER WHO TAUGHT ME ENGLISH. MY SECOND CLASSTEACHER HEALTHIEST OF THEM ALL, NONE OTHER THAN RANJANA MA'AM THAT INSPIRED ME TO LOVE ALL. MY THIRD-THE LOVELIEST, NEELAM IS HER NAME WHO TAUGHT ME TO PLAY, MY PRESENT FAVOURITE- THE LUDO GAME. LEENA MA'AM AS A CLASSTEACHER, IS A GIFT FROM GOD, LOOKS LIKE A CUTE LITTLE DOLL, IN… Continue

Added by farheez rafique on December 6, 2009 at 10:30pm — No Comments

Breeze Daze My Poetry Book is Published!

My first poetry book, Wind Rhymes; Poetry from the Breeze, is being published on Dec. 15th by a small, independant publishing company, ENNA Imprints! Yesterday I received my two complimentary copies of the book and wow, what an exciting feeling! I am so proud of the work, many of the poems have been presented here on this site. I also received notification that my book was registered with the National Library of Canada..something too cool for words! Here is a little peek of the cover on my… Continue

Added by Breeze Daze on December 6, 2009 at 12:00pm — 1 Comment

moniq bautista ghost

It does not surprise me to find myself alone, detached, not as afraid of the corpses he persistently attempts to exhume. No memory haunts me now. Perhaps I am only weary of the vividly violent pleas and lies, my patience drained and dessicated, my senses dulled. But his death is reassuringly permanent. I am whole. Not an amputated limb needing to be reattached, unshackled from the acidic existence that tore and bled me dry. I have closed his coffin for the last time. Continue

Added by moniq bautista on December 6, 2009 at 10:58am — No Comments

Priyanka Bhowmick He (TANKA series)

he sits on the roof I watch his face filled with pain deep inside his heart remainings of shattered love piercing terribly within. his heart so tender it cries but his tears unseen they dried long ago he pass his days collecting pieces of his scattered heart. Continue

Added by Priyanka Bhowmick on December 6, 2009 at 3:37am — 2 Comments

GITA FAREWELL

IAM SAD MY FRIEND SPEAKS TO ME IN MONOSYLLABLES WHY? I KNOW NOT IT NEVER HAPPENED BEFORE. HE SAID JUST A ‘HELLO’ WHEN WE MET LAST TIME AND THEN PARTED. A HELLO IS HOLLOW A HI IS A LIE I NEED TO BE SPOKEN TO AS OF YEST AS OF ETERNITY. I AM RESERVED WHEN IT COMES TO SPEAKING WITH AIR AND VOCAL CORD. BUT, WHEN IT COMES TO BLACK AND WHITE I BECOME PERENNIAL. PERHAPS, I SHOULD HAVE MAINTAINED BREVITY, AFTER ALL FAMILIARITY BREEDS CONTEMPT. DID I CORRUPT YOUR SOLITUDE BY MY WORDS? DID I TRESSPASS… Continue

Added by GITA on December 6, 2009 at 2:07am — 2 Comments

Denise Haskell Allen

This poem I had written almost five years ago for a man that I had met on-line. He is an american. We chatted on line for about four years and we finally met 2007. We dated for a year with him coming to Thunder Bay where I live for visits. In 2008 he decided to stay here knowing that I couldn't go to the states for a couple reasons. We had gotten married. He was here for six months, then decided that he had to go back home to finish, unfinished business that I feel he should have done years ago… Continue

Added by Denise Haskell on December 6, 2009 at 2:00am — No Comments

TaunaLen Traveling

Day 5 tree shadows climb walls as Maggie sleeps on the radio I’m a Lilliputian believer in miracles and Gulliver #100days #twitpoem Continue

Added by TaunaLen on December 5, 2009 at 7:00pm — No Comments

Denise Haskell The Cover of My Journal

By oldest daughter bought mea new journal one year for Christmas and on the cover of this journal are these words by Jeff Wolf Don't quit when the tide is the lowest, For it's just about to turn; Don't quit over doubts and questions, For there's something you may learn. Just wanted to share this poem with everyone here. Continue

Added by Denise Haskell on December 5, 2009 at 12:30pm — 2 Comments

Denise Haskell Just Random Thoughts in a Poetic Way

Love is near, love is far. It's for some and not for others. Given freely or given superfluously. If I walk a mile in your shoes, will you walk a mile in mine. If I take that frown off your face and put a smile, will you still keep me in denial. Continue

Added by Denise Haskell on December 5, 2009 at 12:26pm — 2 Comments

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