Close
You often ask
How close
You are
To me…
Smell me
Down there,
You'll know.
You are like
Those smells
That stay -
Even if I
Wash…
Every day.
You'll never
Go away…
(Poem themed on Closeness)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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If You Want To See Clearly
there will be doubts, there are abundant confusions
in our mnds sometimes
about someone,
someone so close
like two bodies fusing
like two sheets of paper pasted on stronger bonds
in such that
it is hard to distinguish one from the other
mirror images
oh, it is hard to see
when you two are closer than close
when eyes meet too close
that they close when they feel
how can you ever see?
if you want to see clearly
leave
stay far away
stay high, stay above what ordinarily places you
under these circumstances
of intimacy
leave, go away and from that far
you have the proper distance to clearly see beyond
the fingers that close
somewhere
only to open again and feel a certain warmth
will it be the same someone?
think with your heart and not with your mind
the distance shall seal
what was lacking in that closeness
that certain blindness
found in those eyes wide open
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Like Smells
i like smells...
woodsmoke, and food,
black coffee in the morning.
the smell of rain,
of mud, of wetness.
the smell of the walls
of the cave, of the stone,
of the moss...
the smell of sex, of arousal,
of a woman's neck.
the smell of pine needles,
of an old house,
of fresh turned earth...
the smell of old books,
of old dogs, of shadows
without form...
i've even become accustomed
to the smell of death!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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A Poem Is Just A Poem
a poem is just a poem and if it is just a poem
it must be just a poem just like another poem
a poem is nothing but just a poem otherwise
it cannot be my poem; it may speak about
anything, or something, or about everything,
but my poem is just a poem just like anybody's
poem, which is just but a poem, like any other
poem, for a poem to be a poem it must just be
a poem: it has nothing to do with my love, and death
my life, or bliss, but as i have told you, once, twice
thrice, eat some rice, and be that wise, a poem is
just a poem, just like your poem. Why do you insist
on asking, what is happening to me? I am not a
poem, for i am but just the composer of the poem,
need i tell you again, that a poem is just a poem?
just like any other poem, which is just a poem
it is just a voice in my head that i have heard
someone comes and speaks and i listen so
this poem is not actually my poem but the poem
of someone else's: theirs not mine, from a mind.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Dream Dinners
dream wake me not to my deep emotional distress
as I want to close the shadow of the past, touching
my sobering illusion of your beauty
sleep my dear heart the morning waits for your
midnight deep slumbers, and as you go remember
that letting me wash my shivering hair would soon
fly in the early sky
let me be the beginning of your dream, the dining
horizon of your everlasting stay in the eternity that
awaits the unspoken words of silent love
the cup pour out the harness of perfume and the
smile smell the poison of truth, standing where the
point has to reveals the endless halos of sincerity
of your stay
you have come and witness the rainbow of
teardropp as it showered the grain of pellets of the
future, hold and catch that wisdom that will leads
every path to the Galaxy of dream dinner of
tomorrow
the moon stood up high and as its bright in every
tree in a glittering star of your poem; hasten our
streaming dream of peace and liberty we want to
die ……..
“ a poem dedicated to poet Tamara Hanaring …..
the Passion of a poet “
poem by Antonio Liao
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Will You Hold Me Close?
Will you hold me close to you tonight
and take my fear away?
For in my mind I know that this
closeness just won't stay.
But if you hold me close tonight
then I can always remember
how you made me feel so good
in the dark of night.
And even though I know my world
will never be the same,
I made the choice to love you
so I will share the blame.
And so this night, this final night
when you hold me close to you
will give me memories that will have to last
for my whole life through.
In the morning when you leave
I'll close my eyes in bed.
I'll think of how you held me
and all the words we've said.
Those words I must remember
so they'll stay inside of me.
For nothing else will soothe my heart
as far as I can see.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The Mariner
he violet scent is sacred
Like dreams of angels bright;
The hawthorn smells of passion
Told in a moonless night.
But the smell is in my nostrils,
Through blossoms red or gold,
Of my own green flower unfading,
A bitter smell and bold.
The lily smells of pardon,
The rose of mirth; but mine
Smells shrewd of death and honour,
And the doom of Adam's line.
The heavy scent of wine-shops
Floats as I pass them by,
But never a cup I quaff from,
And never a house have I.
Till dropped down forty fathoms,
I lie eternally;
And drink from God's own goblet
The green wine of the sea.
poem by G.K. Chesterton from The Wild Knight and Other Poems (1900)
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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Selfish
I am selfish
You are selfish
He is selfish
She is selfish
We all are selfish
To a lesser or a
Greater degree...
Let's not
Stay in denial.
Let's accept
Our selfishness
So that if people
Are selfish to us,
It hurts us less.
(Poem themed on Acceptance)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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When a baby comes you can smell two things: the smell of flesh, which smells like chicken soup, and the smell of lilies, the flower of another garden, the spiritual garden.
quote by Carlos Santana
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Unconditional Love
It's a mystery
Since age old
History…
However much,
We face the
Wrath of
Nature…
We still
Love her,
Admiring
Her
Ageless
Beauty.
Earthquakes
Tsunamis,
Landslides,
Floods and
Volcanoes,
All become
Passé, when
Spring…
Blossoms
In our garden
When rain…
Smells of
Wet earth.
Unconditional
Love, we have
For nature…
She gives us
So many pains
Yet we forget
And forgive
Her,
Basking in the
Pleasure…
Of her
Priceless
Treasure…
That she
Gives
Without
Measure…
And we
Enjoy at
Leisure…
Holidaying,
Stress-busting
Sight-seeing…
Eases us away
From our
Diurnal…
Work pressure.
(Poem themed on Nature)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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This Poem
THIS POEM
This poem
This first poem
This last poem
This poem that invented Poetry
This one and only one poem
This fictional poem
This ideal poem
This perfect poem
This would – be holy poem
This unreal poem
This poem which is not a poem
This poem which is the essence of all poetry
This poem
And that poem
And my poem
And your poem
And all poems
Poem poem poem poem poem
This poem
Mine and yours
This one small poem of so so many
And not such a good poem at all.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Don't Get Close
Somebody give me some light
And I punch it into the heart
Somebody show me the end
And I try to push to start
Not trying to figure out
A better way, a better answer
But I keep finding all the problems
I've been looking after
You can't wander through the world
With nothing but a smile
I'll take your tongue for words
And use it to instill denial
Don't get close!
You don't know me and you'll never know
Chivalry!
Will get you somewhere
Rivalry!
Will take you there
Don't get close!
You don't know me and you'll never know
Chivalry!
Will get you somewhere
Rivalry!
Will take you there
Maybe I should look away
Before I ruin this
Maybe I should pick the time
Before I pick the place
Love into war the things that emulate then penalize
But I don't want to go until you want to finalize
Don't get close!
You don't know me and you'll never know!
Chivalry!
Will get you somewhere
Rivalry!
Will take you there
Don't get close!
You don't know me and you'll never know
Chivalry!
Will get you somewhere
Rivalry!
You abstained the part
My vision's all but shot
I have the best confession
Always go for all the lessons
Equations anti-news
Stay out and be a deuce
I didn't want to be
The undeniable so loose so free
Don't get close!
Don't get close!
Don't get close!
Don't get close!
Don't get close! [Better stay away!]
Don't get close! [Better stay away!]
Don't get close! [Better stay away!]
Don't get close! [Better stay away!]
I see what's in all the conflicts
Constrict just to fit in, squeeze in,
I can insist, closed fist
Remember?!
Remember?!
You take the breath of life
It never made much sense
I have the worst possession
What I won't put soul in session
Old man and be abused
Because this is so confused
I only want to be
Left alone and rot away
Don't get close!
Don't get close!
Don't get close!
Don't get close!
Don't get close! [Better stay away!]
Don't get close! [Better stay away!]
Don't get close! [Better stay away!]
song performed by by Slipknot
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The smells of Football
Football has it's own smells
from the grass on the pitch
to the aroma from the Hot Dog stalls.
In the dressing room there's sweat
strong odour coming from ointments
being rubbed into aching muscles.
On the terraces you smell beer
years ago there was tobacco too
on Boxing Day the whiff of cigar smoke.
As a boy my mothers washing powder
making my kit smell nice and fresh
and getting rid of mud and grass stains.
The smell of leather of a new pair
of football boots and new ball
and layers of thick black polish.
At the half-time break in a match
onto the field came a large tray
full of sweet smelling and tasty Oranges.
These are the smells of Football
the odours of the Beautiful game
and for some the sweet smell of success.
poem by Kevin Halls
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Have
When you have
Too much to have
You can’t choose
What you want to
Have ;)
(Poem themed on Buffet)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Pleasing
How can I be
Always
Pleasing
To you :)
Are you? !
(Poem themed on Expectation)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Flirting
A guy
Keeps
Flirting
With you.
But when you
Say, you can’t
Live without him.
He says, he can
Do without you.
(Poem themed on Deception)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Poem.
I do not like the silly poem,
I do not like the angsty poem,
I do not like the ridiculous poem,
I do not like the damned poem,
I do not like the cheesy poem,
I do not like the random poem,
Or the epic poem,
Or the dandy poem,
Or the long poem,
Or the short poem,
Or the stupid poem,
Or the rude poem,
Or the useless poem,
Or the wordless poem,
Or the poem poem,
Or the poem poem's daughter,
Or the word, Poem,
I like the story.
poem by David Carter
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Poem.
I do not like the silly poem,
I do not like the angsty poem,
I do not like the ridiculous poem,
I do not like the damned poem,
I do not like the cheesy poem,
I do not like the random poem,
Or the epic poem,
Or the dandy poem,
Or the long poem,
Or the short poem,
Or the stupid poem,
Or the rude poem,
Or the useless poem,
Or the wordless poem,
Or the poem poem,
Or the poem poem's daughter,
Or the word, Poem,
I like the story.
poem by Aisha Patterson
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~ Smell ~
I want to
Smell you
Inside out
To see
If your
Smells…
Smell of
Me.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Ima Bum
To whom it may concern
yes i am a bum
i will ask you for spare change
oi might have a dog
but i am no fake
its my choice
yes i know
i am a bum
i live by a code
i am alittle crazy
you gott me there
and yea i smell
i never wash my hair
by the way this poem aint free!
poem by Jeremy Rascon
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Hubby
Hubby is someone
With whom you can
Talk about everything.
Yeah, almost everything
Except the other men
In your life ;)
(Poem themed on Mischief)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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