Genre: Political, Nature, Society, Religion
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Where bare branch
fingers sky
they congregate, gossips in tree tops
cackling birdbrained
as the moon sets
quarter drained.
Genre: Political, Nature, Society, Religion
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Till you can’t walk
Till you are sore,
Yet still smiling
from the thrilling experience,
Till you are sweating pleasure
from every pore.
Genre: Relationship, Love
Beautiful things by NuBlaccSoUl
Till you can’t walk
Till you are sore,
Yet still smiling
from the thrilling experience,
Till you are sweating pleasure
from every pore.
Till your breath murmurs
my first name with every inhale
Till my voice is the only sound
your ears want, need to hear.
i would
rest my head on your bosom
and listen
Enjoy the sweet tunes composed by
every noted word you harmonise
Tales of your life stories before they became entwined with mine
Narratives about your dreams
About who breaks your glassy heart
And what tickles your eye-ducts
into opening a flood of tears.
an inner world of wishes
she deserves beautiful things,
The Nubian Queen, Flower Child.
(c) 2016. Phila Dyasi. All Rights Reserved. Intellectual property of author.
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A mighty voices raises for the time
Life started with the name of he
And Ended with Rhythms of She,
Finding he in a crowdy beats
With Hope Of Running soul hearted of She.
Genre: Inspiration, Love
“He And She”….. by Chirayu
A mighty voices raises for the time
Life started with the name of he
And Ended with Rhythms of She,
Finding he in a crowdy beats
With Hope Of Running soul hearted of She.
Walking in a path to find a shadow of he
But life plays an role to meet a new love as She
Saw Her first time met her first time
As She was the shadow before of mine
But a time left a voice of mine as
A beautiful Wanderer of Rover life….
I flight away by Lonely and silently mourning
On burning fire soul of mine.
She blooms and glows and shines,
And stares silently as the dry leaf of bright plant…
It smells and weep and tremble
Before love and the pain to find
it out Until the Next time again..
With the new name of Life & new time with the name of he
And will End the Rhythms of She…….
-Chirayu..
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Genre: Life, People, Society
by Torien Brooks
@KeepItTrillMane
Genre: Life, People, Society
by Torien Brooks

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Stretching out into the unknown I must be insane to be curious of foreign things pushing through life’s memory lanes I know I’m the same
Genre: Deep Thought, Life
UNCHARTED by Barrington Richard Green Jr
Stretching out into the unknown I must be insane to be curious of foreign things pushing through life’s memory lanes I know I’m the same, seeing all my haters resonating across the devil’s lanes I had to become the bigger man I know I’m just a young man, but watch me take my stand and destroy all these uncharted land’s for I am a black knight that will always lead rather than understand
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Janet’s mouth is too bitter!
Worse than bitter leaf soup,
prepared by impatient spinsters, who find it hard,
to recoup the love and care of older sisters.
Genre: Relationship, Rhyme, People
My Estranged Wife by Nnamdi Wabara
Janet’s mouth is too bitter!
Worse than bitter leaf soup,
prepared by impatient spinsters, who find it hard,
to recoup the love and care of older sisters.
Janet’s mouth is too bitter!
Worse than the dogonyaro leaf,
administered in times of illness. The fear of which cures
I believe, the young lad than its potency.
Janet’s mouth is too bitter!
That i wonder if it’s the same lips,
i kissed on that day, with so much relish.
Singles looking on, in their eyes a wish.
Oh, Janet’s mouth is far too bitter!
That to avoid the venom in her spittle;
I make my way, to lay in the chickens’ litter.
There, there’s peace at least a little.
Nnamdi Wabara 2002
http://www.newerthots.blogspot.com
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Read the Best of NEW Poetry from Poets from around the world
1918 SANTUARY, by Terry Hopper
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/02/04/1918-sanctuary-poetry-by-terry-hopper/
PAPAS NEW WIFE, by Nnamdi Wabara
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/02/04/papas-new-wife-poetry-by-nnamdi-wabara/
TAKE OVER ME, by Carly Rose
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/02/04/take-over-me-poetry-by-carly-rose/
EVERYDAY MASKS, by Dheric Da Poet
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/02/05/everyday-masks-poetry-by-dheric-da-poet/
IS IT LOVE, by Fatima Begum
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/02/05/is-it-love-poetry-by-fatima-begum/
LADY IN WHITE, by Carolan Nathan
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/02/05/lady-in-white-poetry-by-carolan-nathan/
HOME, by Nnamdi Wabara
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/02/05/home-poetry-by-nnamdi-wabara/
THERE IS ME AND THAN THERE IS YOU, by Kristen Corbisiero
GHOST, by Dheric Da Poet
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/02/07/ghost-poetry-by-dheric-da-poet/
HARSHA SAI, by Harsha Madhu
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/02/07/harsha-sai-poetry-by-harsha-madhu/
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Silence amongst the gushing waves
Deep inside, another world moves
While the time stands still. Stakes
Forgotten and bubbles rise. Caves
Of shipwreck and invisible sun rays
HARSHA SAI by Harsha Madhu
Silence amongst the gushing waves
Deep inside, another world moves
While the time stands still. Stakes
Forgotten and bubbles rise. Caves
Of shipwreck and invisible sun rays
Guiding into a blue green abyss.
Away from the tins, the fins arise
Fighting the current. We be wise
To look further, never close eyes
Cause life dances without disguise.
Hear every breath as you realize
You are alive, away from wild goose chase
Towards the land below ground. Ways
Converge as grief vanishes with days.
Time rests while sea hugs the rocks
Like inseparable lovers, together always.
Tall and clinging are the coconut trees
From the hillock and his wives.
Small are the words to describe this.
Infinite are my thoughts to channelize
Wind tells me to open my ears
While She sings to celebrate the ease
Of loving and living. A rhyme so nice
As schools of fish listen and rejoice.
Slowly I come up to the blue skies
And I realize my heart’s turmoil erase.
Alone with myself I unite. Despise
Nothing, the sea told me. Embrace
Everything her arms said. Cherish
Every moment like the Dolphin’s buzz.
Silence amongst the gushing waves
My very first scuba dive it was.
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They claimed I was there.
They claimed I was seen.
They claimed I belonged.
They claimed I was needed.
They claimed.
Genre: Rhyme, Spiritual, Fantasy
GHOST by Dheric Da Poet
They claimed I was there.
They claimed I was seen.
They claimed I belonged.
They claimed I was needed.
They claimed.
So as they turned my significance on and off,
I pretended day and night were passing by.
And as they hid me under my own shadow to rot,
I wondered. Why did I die?
They passed through my accomplishments as though I never existed.
Never heard me when I spoke.
Never saw me when I appeared.
Never paid attention to who I really was.
Hmm —–
So I stood before them as they deceitfully read a tribute to me.
They cried with utmost care for their make-up, not me.
They wore their black on their party clothes and —-
Not me.
So I am a ghost.
One who is never seen,
Never heard,
And never spoken to.
I see,
I hear,
I speak.
The way of the ghost is never understood because it’s never noticed.
The troubles of the world never get to me.
Only the heat does.
I am the ghost of all times.
I am —–
#Dheric_Da_Poet
All rights secretly reserved.
2016
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She cometh
on wings of translucent hue
flying through heavenly space
alighting where
nobody knows…..
White Goddess is She
knowing of eternity
no beginnings
no end
all infinity
Genre: Fantasy, Adventure
Lady in White by Carolan Nathan
lily***
She cometh
on wings of translucent hue
flying through heavenly space
alighting where
nobody knows…..
White Goddess is She
knowing of eternity
no beginnings
no end
all infinity
galaxies at outer edge
gather there to see
welcoming White Goddess
entourage of angels bright
at Her side
Her breath so sweet wafts through space
changing all as contact made
becoming Light
Long fingers emit beams of colour
creating Sound
echoing all around
Lady of White
knowing is She of totality
nothing escapes Her vision
Her eyes see everything
some things will change
others leave in place
that is the way it is….
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