A tranquilizer for pain and misery like
The context of simplicity has improved like
A tenderly pleasing quality of expression like
A highly creative imagination has gone gaga like
An emotional conversation between a soul & ears like
A bond between family & friends is strong like
A link between life & love is joy like
Life after death is somehow better than to live like
Reconciliation of feelings between hatred & anger like
A soul dancing to the beat of forgiveness & freedom like
An elevated soothing masterpiece in a verse like
A poet giving gratitude to God for talent like
A focus on the ability to pressure these words like
A poet dreaming in rhythm and flowing rhymes like
The time, the effort, and skill together like
A poet trying to figure out what is poetry like
by Phindile Tukwayo
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This open book without an ending
Is everything my life reminds of.
You, shallow souls, were just pretending -
You’re out of touch, I’m out of mind now.
I was a slave of my devotion,
A pillow for your worthless tears,
And you just played with my emotions,
Then in a moment disappeared.
I gave you all my heart to treasure -
You marked it with your footprints, dirty.
But it’s your loss that can’t be measured,
And nevermore your lies will hurt me!
The novel is waiting for your ending,
Fresh rumors - what is more exciting?
I’ll laugh at you and keep pretending
I can’t make out your handwriting.
by April
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So I’m one of you,
No matter what place I come from,
No matter what place I call home,
No matter whose blood
Flows each day through my veins -
It is only the power
Of mind that will reign,
No matter what language
My countrymen speak,
First of all, in a man
It’s a heart that you seek.
In this boundless world
We’re all nothing but dust,
But we all have a heart,
Able to love and to trust.
In each language these words
Mean the same as in yours.
Poor or rich, black or white -
It’s not our choice,
But for peace we will fight,
Will be heard every voice!
Since the first breath I made
Have for freedom all rights,
I’ll get over the pain
For my freedom and life!
In your sins you blame all
Who are different or weak -
That’s denying your fault,
Helplessness… don’t you think?
Fight for life, fight for all,
And you’ll get freedom, too.
In this strife for our world
I am still one of you.
by April
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The day was perfect…like no other
Like the wind blowing
down on my face…
I could actually feel it this time
Even when it was cold-
It still felt…magical
With the trees by my side
Under the sun, and below the sky
Green grass and green leaves
were blowing with the trees-
They were smiling…
Smiling down at me
They were-
Beautiful
The sun was warm beating down
on my face…
It was like magic-
With happinesss and nature’s scent
surrounding me…
I felt happy
I felt like I was flying
Like I was walking on water
At the same time feeling the wind
blowing and once again…
I smelled nature’s scent all around
me…I could never fall
It was me..
Truly unique-
And beautiful
by Loving Sacrifice
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I put my hands over a freezing fire
I fall to the ground and land on a soft rock
I look up to the sky and what do i notice
A group of worms burrowing into the clouds
I cannot feel the warmth with the shoes on my hands
Nor can i feel the cold with the gloves on my feet
I can see the suffering with my own ears
I can hear the torment with my own eyes
I shout with a whisper
I whisper with a shout
I am dead and i am conscious of that
I am beaming with life and cannot feel a thing
Yes i am confused, bordering the depths of craziness
That is how i was made, molded and shaped
Because the world led me to believe
That what is bad is in fact good
by Allen Steble
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Life is an adventure and its teacher is love
great is its splendor beautiful like a turtledove
choices we make and consequences we face
life does not end until you finish the chase
The world is in pain the world is in sorrow
no one is sure nobody knows what will give tomorrow
We eat and we drink like there is nothing wrong
change must be made or time left will not be long
today and tomorrow we all have a choice
we sit down low or unite all in one voice
I am only a few but i can make a big difference
and if succeed i will have achieved magnificence
so never give up or never stray
for that is noble, rich and strong like fine clay
don’t wait until the future becomes the past
practice the love that gave you life at last
by Allen Steble
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It seems that all we do is wait,
It is the only thing we do in life.
Just stand by for all to come,
And try to get everything right.
Things are just staying the same,
I sort of find it all quite strange.
That while the world moves quick,
everything seems to never change.
We all wait for each day to come,
We all wait for the night to arrive.
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In our world today respect is very rare,
Seems people need much more peace and unity.
Make sure to treat people with love and care,
And less treating others with dreadful brutality.
Stand up and attempt make a point if you dare,
And open up everyone’s eyes to this reality.
Expose all the hate this world has to bare,
And show the world of chaos and calamity.
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Darkness is not my world,
silence is not my goal.
Sorrow and pain is not my possession
when i made my final conclusion;
To lighten up my life,
with happiness and joy !
So, lets live for the moment
for the moment, we give
to live and let live ! !
by Radhika. V
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In my life of daily dilemma
I wonder with a hazy mind,
About how color can come back to life,
To infiltrate the gray scale melodrama-
Without overdramatic effect
As if edited by a looser mathematician
Having lost his rainbow shade
Of youth, in vein wit,
Now crawling for snatching from us
What he didn’t get ?
His green creeper died, then water
Was necessary to be added-
But could manage as well,
Not to be a strawberry one over green land,
Instead, a cactus on sandy soil-
Now it doesn’t
Open its mouth for tropical rain-
Why should it?
It has forgotten the longing for rain
Which was its shadow at gangetic plain-
It’s a life now but devoid of life
Its standing now… but,
Not under self whim,
Under the fancy of this mathematician
Veiled in dictatorial theme,
Made nazi of his own youth-
How could he save his gray cacti
From future drought-
Drought of vigor,
Drought of green-
Turning yesterdays berry
Into spine of steel.
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What we see
What we dream
Whatever it is we do
Isn’t always what it seems.
There are times we reconsider
All the decisions we have made
But as time goes by
All the bad ones will fade.
We were brought to this world
To live our lives to the fullest
From the bad, the good
And even the coolest.
Then death is brought upon us
Without a shadow of a doubt
Of those who mean so much
And say we can’t live without.
Going through life with ease
Can be really hard
But somehow we’ll all get through it
Without any disreguard.
by Rae Hatch
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Man’s consciousness is like a shock -
a speck of gold in solid rock,
though man, transtemporal is prajna,
minute within a massive strata ;
its relativity I guess
though time not sensed is timelessness ?
Eternity ? Try cloudless sky -
fossils in the rock dont lie ?
Born yesterday ? Can we deny ?
Poem by Roy K Austin
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