Read Poem: CONFLICT WORLD, by MANTRI MARK

What I Thought, This World Today
Is Not That World, I Expected
Reigns of Rulers, Years Rolled
Rules Have Gone, it’s Dictators Era ǁ

Confrontations and Conflicts Still In Vogue
There Is No Day without a Conflict
Combats Have Become Order Of The Day
Intra-Country Combats Are the Regular Features ǁ

No Day Left For Inter-Party Conflicts
Whole World Watches Ongoing Combats
Who Support Whom, For Support and Sanctions
World Combats Sure, A Day Is Not Far ǁ

War Like Conflict, Looks to Be Common
People Suffer Due To Power-Sake Rule
Value to Life, No Country Thinks
War May Erupt, Can Lead to Casualties ǁ

People Gave Power, To Rulers to Rule
People Gave Power, To Keep the Environment Good
People’s Ambition, Enact the Rule
Peoples Aspirations, Hope To Be Good ǁ

Misunderstandings and precipitations are often seen
Who is not great, as said and done?
All countries are great, as countrymen feel so
Dangers are seen through terrorism strikes ǁ

People are hit and killed through wars of terrorism
Countless casualties in war hit zones
Epics and diseases hit the people for long
Properties get damaged and never recovered in life ǁ

Lives and property hit through chemical bombings
Normal life dislocates throughout the world
Lost economy never regains for decades
Hopeless conditions people have to confront ǁ

Governments collapse over the years
Peoples’ sufferance’s lead to epidemic diseases
Wiseman decisions lead to avoidance of conflicts
Ceasefire agreements can stop combats for a breathe ǁ

Judgments and decisions are good for peace
Who blames who, is the point of thought
Policies and governance are the duty of government
Efficiency of Rulers prove the handling of situation ǁ

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Read Poem: untangled, by Erin Touponse

Romantic/Spiritual Poetry

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“untangled”

This push and pull
That governs my life
Is but the outer shell
Of a darkness that’s yet
To be faced

Until this darkness is converted
Into something else
I will continue to pull you close
And then push you away
It’s an unease that I cannot
Fathom.

So here I am trying to peel back
The layers of myself
To get to the center of my
Ancient pain
So I can be free to love
With my heart untangled.

Read Poem: Do You See Me?, by Poet4God

Do you see me?
Or the color of my skin?
Can you see what I could be?
Or just see me as the word that starts with the letter N?

Do you see me as a gentleman?
A man that will hold the door open?
Proving that chivalry isn’t dead I’m hoping
Or do you see me as a threat because the system is broken?

Do you see me or the clothes that I wear?
How about the way I style my hair?
You pass judgement on me and call it an opinion
Is that because all you see is someone that fits the description?

I find it real funny
When you call me a monkey
But if you say man started this way
Then I ask you this question humbly
Wouldn’t that make you one of me?

Do you see me?
Or do you see a stereotype?
Walking on the same side of the street while you clutch your purse real tight
Heart filled with fright; did you then realize all of that was hype
Because I smiled real bright and said good morning…I was just being polite

Hopefully when you look, you see the God in me
That’s who I am trying to be like honestly
He’s the soothing voice I hear in my ear
When you are trying to tell me, I do not belong here

See you don’t define who I am
God has already defined who I am
I show you love because that is what God commands
But best believe I fear no man

Can you see me?
I want you to see me as a God fearing man
But weather you do or don’t, it is who I am
I am saved and washed by the blood of the lamb

See me as someone God was willing to create
To be salt to the world to help make this a better place
And love everyone regardless of race
So, when you look at me I hope you see his face

Can you see me?
I really hope you do
Because while you show so much hatred towards me
I’ll be the one praying for you!

Read Poem: newborn, by Chinonso Adanna

They swaddle me in sugar
sweet platitude to ease
the rasp in my throat and

force my screams into my
stomach. This world is dry
I ache for the warm wet

of the womb where home
was in the soft soothe of
my mother’s voice. I am

living a life that blinds me
daily and folds me thinner
than fresh linens. My heart

is soft like my newborn skin
these bones are yet too brittle
for the heavy of this new life.

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Poetry Reading: Today, by Anthony Dalton

Performed by Carina Cojeen

Get to know the poet:

1) What is the theme of your poem? The transient nature of love.

2) What motivated you to write this poem? My feelings for my wife when we first got together.

3) How long have you been writing poetry? A long, long time.

4) If you could have dinner with one person (dead or alive), who would that be? John Keats.

5) What influenced you to submit to have your poetry performed by a professional actor? Curiosity.

6) Do you write other works? scripts? Short Stories? Etc..? I have had 15 non-fiction books published, 5 novels published and 5 short stories.

7) What is your passion in life? Writing.

Read Poem: LOVELY NATURE, by Mantri Mark

Mary Mother, You are the Universe

O My Lord, we bowdown to you ǁ

Feel happy at the natural sites

Pleasantness comes in life

Feel happy at River-flow site

One’s ideas flow like Water flow ǁ

Pray my Nature and Mary Mother Goddess for my Birth

God-ness is beautiful nature

Nature belongs to living beings

Preserve my beauty land ǁ

I feel happy to adore my Nature

My loving the Nature, is my loving the Universe

My breathing the oxygen, is my living the life

I can’t pack the Air, but for my deeds ǁ

Beauty lies in the farm land

Waterfalls is the life-line

Life’s happiness is the river flow

No pollute the Water and Air ǁ

Am here in this glittering World

Nature has compositions

Nature knew its compositions well

Nature has hidden healing powers ǁ

Avoid and avoid, Conflicts and Combats

Mind vary from Leader to Leader

Hope to be optimistic for Peace and Tranquility

Don’t suggest for Gun and Bomb Culture ǁ

People in Power, can’t act fast

Power is not for Combats and Conflicts

Souls weep if lives are lost

Cursing can ruin the heredity’s soon ǁ

Poetry Reading: Courage, by Kenneth Clarke

Performed by Carina Cojeen

Get to know the poet:

1) What is the theme of your poem?

To stand alone against all odds is courage, we all fight our own battles, some with health, some in the mind, some with fate, and we generally all feel as if we fight these battles alone.

2) What motivated you to write this poem?

I am disabled after an accident and a stroke, I am fighting back and whilst I know there are many that are helping me, it feels like an uphill struggle that saps my strength and I need to remind myself it is not just my courage that will see me through but that of those around me helping me too.

3) How long have you been writing poetry?

For myself, since the early 80’s it has been my creative release.

4) If you could have dinner with one person (dead or alive), who would that be?

Hans Christian Andersen

5) What influenced you to submit to have your poetry performed by a professional actor?

As a person with disabilities, I understand the importance of access for all, people who are sight impaired, dyslexic, or unable to read can still and should still enjoy access to poetry.

6) Do you write other works? scripts? Short Stories? Etc..?

Yes, I have 11 published books, some novels, some historical and some on Metaphysics, I am also compiling a book of Poetry at the moment with each poem associated with an original piece of Art by me Oil on Canvas. I have seven scripts for features and TV dramatic episodic which is under option.

7) What is your passion in life?

To write and to learn.

Read Poem: You touch my soul, by Gary Claassen.

Feel my heart as the sun softly sets,
it has found the rhythm of your breath.
Listen to the wind as my soul sings,
for it breathes a gentle song of life.

Watch my eyes as you take my hand,
they know not but to whisper our song.
Light love’s candles with your smile,
and we shall pass through life as one.

© Gary Claassen.2018
garyclaassen.com