Posts tagged ‘poetry corner’

July 15, 2018

The state of mind!

by Bhavya Prabhakar, India

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The state of mind

Calling the stars

Flaunt a little

The love of life.

 

We lie when woozy

Or we just cozy?

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June 11, 2018

Fears

by Bhavya Prabhakar, India

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I live on the edge of the fears

Suitable or unsuitable

Worth taking

Or irrelevant.

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May 31, 2018

HEAT

by Bhavya Prabhakar, India

 

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The sunburns are red

The tanning is gold

The marks are real

The sweat is glowing

With the heat of the town.

 

She is burning

He is burning

To fire the conscious

To light the lamp

In the heat of the sun.

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May 29, 2018

Trust

by Bhavya Prabhakar, India

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Having layers so thin

Attached to the strings

Important and must

To carry forward

The loyalty in you.

 

Is it difficult or easy

To take the burden

Is it inbuilt or

We have to build the talent

To satisfy the norms.

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May 27, 2018

What and Why!

by Bhavya Prabhakar, India

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“What I write

why I write

for what I write,

have to read

between the lines,” said the note book.

 

“Are you guilty

of what you did

why you feel,

have to understand

the reasons behind,” said the pen.

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May 22, 2018

Take a break

by Bhavya Prabhakar, India

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Pack your bags

Take a flight

To the dreams

Of wine.

 

Feel that wooziness

Creating much craziness

Was it a passion

Or a desire?

 

Break the rules

Not the laws

Love the people

Not the pretentious.

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May 17, 2018

INJECT AND INFECT

by Bhavya Prabhakar, India

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Inject and infect

The love in my veins

To surrender the pain

To be lost in your aim.

 

The infection is not in the blood

It’s in the mainstream of the love

The soul wants the cure

In the form of art of love.

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May 16, 2018

MY PHONE

by Bhavya Prabhakar, India

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It’s ringing

again and again

to coordinate

with the time.

 

The cords

have connected

the right connection

after a while.

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May 14, 2018

BURST OUT

by Bhavya Prabhakar, India

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My veins are all charged up

Giving pressure to my nerves

The indicators are so excited

To blast inside

To say louder and louder

That, I am satisfied in my zone.

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May 11, 2018

HE AND I

by Bhavya Prabhakar, India

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He said, “You have tantrums.”

I said, “ I have mood swings

to balance the equation

to turn on the situation.”

 

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May 7, 2018

A cup of coffee

by Bhavya Prabhakar, India

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Bubbles all around

In my cup of coffee

I first saw him

Sipping the coffee

My upper lip was covered

With froth of desire.

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October 8, 2017

Learning To Swim

by helenmidgley

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When the clouds begin to darken and the sun retreats in fear, there are whispers in the silence that very few can hear. Like the touch of rain on water, the ripples that swell out wide, the breath of an ant in motion and the flutter of your heart inside.

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August 27, 2017

Treading Water

by helenmidgley

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August 6, 2017

Perspectives*

by HemmingPlay

We see what was always under our noses

only when death’s fingernail

scratches the window pane, asking….

Not today? Ok, then. Not today.

But nothing is the same.

We had an orchard when I was a kid,

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July 20, 2017

Songs in Sand

by HemmingPlay

And still the waves
slip ashore,
singing their
conspiratorial whispers
between grains of sand.
The wind slides in
from the deep,
empty places,
haunted and lonely,
cold and clean
like a wet finger around

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June 27, 2017

Welcome To The Encore

by helenmidgley

welcome

June 16, 2017

Cry Havok!

by HemmingPlay


“Horrors of War” by Peter Paul Reuben’s
.
We wake again to news too normal,
in times that wrap around us
with tentacles of putrid decay.

Today death drove in from Illinois and
visited a spring morning.
Last week, workday
carnage in a warehouse;
Bombs and blades and bullets fly, as
humans again forget themselves,
and cannot forgive or love…

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June 9, 2017

Nobody!

by helenmidgley

nobody

May 14, 2017

On The Edge

by helenmidgley

Colour

 

Text & Adaption : Helen Midgley

Original Photo : https://morguefile.com/creative/cohdra

May 1, 2017

Different, Yet The Same

by helenmidgley

The same

 

Text & Adaption : Helen Midgley

Original Photo : https://morguefile.com/creative/hotblack

April 16, 2017

Pain

by markfahmy

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If you only knew
the amount of pain
that runs deeply through
my every vein
and into my heart
shaking my soul
tearing me apart

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March 6, 2017

Tough Victory

by scatterednotebooks

I’m draggin my feet all the way home
I’m stalked by defeat and I’ll suffer alone.

There’s rain on the window, or’s the rain on my face?

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February 15, 2017

My Valentine

by Miriam Hurdle

Poetry challenge: Valentines poem.
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(Ceramic piece painted by Miriam Hurdle)

It was serendipity that we met.

Summer had not stated yet, but

It was the final week of school.

I decided to go to

This group met at home.

We chatted, we snacked.

You asked what I did for fun,

I smiled, didn’t answer the question.

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February 11, 2017

Gone

by helenmidgley

gone

 

Original Photo : https://morguefile.com/creative/sasha7

January 27, 2017

Underneath

by helenmidgley

underneath

January 1, 2017

Its here

by Harry

Poetry challenge: new year poem.

2017 bounced in

2016 slithered out

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November 24, 2016

The Pause

by HemmingPlay
© 2014

Pause
©Hemmingplay 2014

It has just struck me that I have left my old house
But have forgotten where the new one is.
Inconvenient.
Let me stand here for a moment,
Have a drink and pet the dog. Maybe

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November 20, 2016

Silence

by helenmidgley

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