Columns Of Solomon
She sat near the columns of Solomon,
her green liquid pools
overflowing their banks
and running down in streams
across her petite features.
The dreams they had were shattered
as the sword was thrust into his heart
draining his life away
on grasslands far away.
She sit alone now
near the columns of Solomon
her petite features stained
with tears flowing
for her lost love
gone now from her forever.
23 November 2009
poem by David Harris
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Petite Moi
Je suis fatigue
Je suis petite
MOI
MOI
MOI
Je sais
Le Grande Illusion
Je suis fatigue
Petite moi
Petite moi
Petite moi
Moi?
Pity moi?
Pity me?
No man is an island
Je suis fatigue
Shopping aisles
Church aisles
Flat pack IKEA
Islands
And shopping malls full of lost souls
The dispossessed carriers of anonymous sperm
donors
Petite moi?
(le grande femme......I have struggled with Obesity for years...it clouds my thoughts.....I weep subcutaneous glycerol tears that's a 'figure' of speech in the photograph where we are a smiling absent family.
Pity moi?
Sod it my french is MAL
I'm done with Self PITY
In Santas Grotto the elf's motto was
Life's too short!
So i'll eat my pre packed greens
Erect my flat pack shelves
And carry a thousand digitalised friends
on my phone
No man is an Island but,
Sometimes he just vants ta be ALONE!
by mavis 'not so' lonely BINGLEY (of Wigan)
poem by Yvette Smith
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Streams of Broken Hearts
For all hearts ever
broken, memories
fade, no never.
Dreams of life time together,
hurt, casted aside
Streams of Broken Hearts
flowing down our life forever.
So in love were we
tears, anger, broken,
now apart are you and me.
Where is the lost love
we once had
faded into our heart
long ago, flew away like, a dove.
Flowing past life's pathway,
Streams of Broken Hearts
drifting, slowing, until other day
wrote 1-7-07
La petite môme
La petite môme
La pauvre petite môme
Elle est degoutant
Elle est effrayant
Mais essayez vous
Attendez, attendez
Elle va commmencer
de chanter, oui, chanter
Ecoutes sa voie
Et, ben, voila
Tu dis 'ohlala'
'C'est incroyable ça'
Puis maintenant
Elle n'est pas effrayant
Elle n'est pas degoutant
La petite môme
La belle petite môme
poem by Mariam de Haan
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Lost Forever
Unheard of love was dreaming inside her hair
The facts of life and me were screaming
I wasnt there
So we took upon myself to swallow
What I should see
And if the world should beg to follow
Id disagree
We took her head outside and waited
Until the rain
Called all the dreams anticipated
And never came
She held him in her arms you wondered
Is it to be
Is love an everlasting thunder
Or are we
Are we lost forever
Are we lost forever
Lost forever
Are we lost forever
Are we lost forever
Lost forever
Unseen of worlds existing
Inside the waves
Of all unfolding in the mystery
In secret ways
The dreams are all becoming clearer
The clouds are green
Is any way a wee bit nearer
Or are we
Are we lost forever
Are we lost forever
Are we lost forever
Are we lost forever
Lost forever
Are we lost forever
Are we lost forever
Are we in lust forever
Lost forever
song performed by by Men Without Hats
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Love (All Over The World)
unheard of love was dreaming inside her hair
the facts of life and me were screaming
i wasn't there
so we took upon myself to swallow
what i should see
and if the world should beg to follow
i'd disagree
we took her head outside and waited
until the rain
called all the dreams anticipated
and never came
she held him in her arms you wondered
is it to be
is love an everlasting thunder
or are we
are we lost forever
are we lost forever
lost forever
are we lost forever
are we lost forever
lost forever
unseen of worlds existing
inside the waves
of all unfolding in the mystery
in secret ways
the dreams are all becoming clearer
the clouds are green
is any way a wee bit nearer
or are we
are we lost forever
are we lost forever
are we lost forever
are we lost forever
lost forever
are we lost forever
are we lost forever
are we in lust forever
lost forever
song performed by by Men Without Hats
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Today... 'Greater than Solomon
Solomon with Christ the Lord could never compare
For none like my Lord Jesus can be found anywhere
Solomon's great wisdom and glory was renowned
But in Christ God's Wisdom and Glory can be found
The treasures of Solomon just faded away
But the vast riches of Jesus will always stay
Though wise and rich king Solomon turned out to be
Jesus Christ is so much more powerful than he.
Jesus my Lord and God is far beyond compare
And His glory with another He will not share
That is why the people on earth heard Him declare
That One greater than Solomon was standing there
(see also the additional information in the Poet's notes box)
The Dying Rose
Once so beautiful, freshly cut, a single rose stands
encompassed by succulent green leaves and proud standing thorns
petite white gypsum surrounds this expression of love
the tall slender rose vase holds the water for life
Words of appreciation are given as eyes drink in the vista before them
scented perfume fills and stimulates heightened senses
colors of red, green and virgin white stimulate the eyes
As all things that live, so all things must die in their turn
rose petals shrivel and loose the lustre if red
succulent green leaves whither, turn brown and die
virgin petite gypsum wilts and becomes a dirty used white.
Water discolors to a slimy foul smelling green
the once beautiful is now the 'Dying Rose.'
When did it start to die?
When it was cut off from its source of life.
poem by Ruth warren
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Shattered Mirror
Shattered Mirror
Broken face
So lost now
I have no place
Scared of life
Nowhere to turn
So far to go
A life to learn
Shattered Mirror
Tattered dreams
All alone
Too hard it seems
Feel so empty
Lost inside
Too much to bear
I wish I'd died
Shattered Mirror
Murdered love
Dark thought come
And rise above
Tears of love
Heart of pain
Mess of thoughts
Maybe insane
Shattered Mirror
Loss of life
Hopes of death
Constant strife
Now let go
Lonely tear
Empty now
Wish you were here....
poem by Kim Hooten
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It shouldn’t end like this
It shouldn’t end like this
Pouring blood like pouring wine
But it’s getting through that way
Along with my heart
Sinking to another irony of fate
It shouldn’t end like this
Draining tears like draining life
But it’s leaking somewhere
Along with my soul
That gone to another vapor of love
I should be lonelier
But the grief is silent and the pain is dull
I should be more suffered
But the fall is acceptable and the world is laughing
It shouldn’t end like this
Flowing hope like flowing breath
But even I’m going to totally lose
Along with my dream
Somehow I just can’t give it up easily
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Kebra Nagast – Ark of the Covenant
A new Mystery for Me:
The Ethiopian Queen known as Queen Makeda
came to visit King Solomon of Israel
we read in Chapter 25 of the ancient
Ethiopian Epic Kebra Nagast
King Solomon sent her home
with the gift of half his kingdom
carried through the night
as swift as an eagle in his flight
On Solomon’s secret Flying Machine
afterwards she gave birth to his son
known as King Menelik
who returned to King Solomon
In his Flying Aircraft
to carry off the Ark of the
Covenant to its final
resting place
The town of Axun that had been
founded by Noah’s grandson
so history came
full circle
And I can breathe again:
The Mystery is still
unsolved!
poem by Margaret Alice
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I want to
I want to tell you a story, And you can read about it some more,
About a wise king called Solomon, who had servants do e Rey chore;
One day he heard the Lord God of Israel talk to him and say,
Because you chose to be my child, and my words you do obey,
I have decided to give you a gift and you can decide which to choose,
You can become very rich, so money, or wisdom, which can you use?
Solomon thought long and hard, and decided wisdom was the best,
And so God said because you wasn't greedy you can have the rest.
Solomon soon found out wisdom he did receive, from the Lord,
When 2 women came fighting over one baby boy he had heard;
The mother of the one who died said its mine the child that's alive,
But the other mother whose one who lived no that's mine, she does lie.
They both argued so king Solomon said cut the baby in two,
Let them share half each, In the bible you'll see it's true;
The real mother said no give to her, please don't destroy the boy,
But the other mum just kept saying slice him, she thought it like a toy.
So king Solomon said give the child to the mother over there,
She is the real mother, she was protecting him, cause she doth care;
Only a real mother could show so much love, enough to give away,
Than let her child be destroyed, Wise Solomon knew what to say.
Yes! Solomon received money as well, but becoming rich went to his head,
When he built such beautiful buildings, he forgot God, and said t'was I. Instead;
The Moral of this story, is don't forget to say Thanks to God for everything,
Never think that you did it all, God has made. So Give Praises to God as you sing.
poem by Margaret Haig
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To the girl I call thee
Passion's sword cut thy lines for beauty to trace
And beauty did trace with all loves fever
Thou art a woman whose dream is to dream forever
So in other dreams you dream with them too
And make all dreams dreams come true..
Lost for words I'll let love speak
My love for you, my love you make
With passion's sword thy slice my soul
For thou to wear, for love's sake
Two thousand tears for one moment of love
Doth not quench the thirst of my melancholic palette
I love you as next to me I subtly taste
Thy soul, with my soul's love in love chaste
Beauty in my limpid tears, thou love's mirror
In my tears, thou tears do sear
Thy burnt tears emblazon love to me
My beloved, my heart, the girl I call thee
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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Life a Mockery
Life is a continual disappoint
The sun all my life has been rising and setting
My dreams have been lost
Desires locked up forever and lost in times l only hoped
Waking up in the morning wth loveless dreams
Oh how l cry
I cry bitter tears
For those not yet born
Life at childhoodwink may be as sweet as meat and honey
But a day after the other it changes to the blues
A daily trail that never stops
I remember my early life
Looking at the colourful world
When the sky seemed like forever
And all the nights were filled with stars
Death is our only enemy
His face is bitter with venom tears amusing in his miserly
He comes without informing
And claims for his share but in the end he goes away with you
So many lives wasted and washed out
Our beloved have departed with their dreams shattered forever
My future is too strange to contemplate
For each day that comes forth I wait for death or success.
poem by Moffat Mbuzi
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Lavender Fileds
Running free with your heartbeat -
Running away from the bad dreams -
Embraced in your sweet arms -
Come Rose dropp Kisses -
Flowing in billowing streams.
Lavender Fields of our desire -
Running with you, throughout time -
The passion-filled moments spent -
In Our: 'Most heavenly Climb'
Never one to be sentimental -
But your romance, it took my hand -
And it led me towards:
'True Loves Most Eternal Land'
Once, i was running on empty -
Once, running away, in sheer vain -
Now that i have you beside me -
Gone is all emptimess and pain.
Roses and Lavender breeze -
Dreams weave, their very own way -
Together, we are:
'Forever'
Alone, in Lavender Fields, we now lay.
poem by Theodora Onken
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Love... Running Red
crying in your bed.
Thinking of your youth,
when innocence was truth.
Something happened,
somewhere along the way.
I didn't know,
how love could fade away.
Love running red,
innocence has fled.
Lovers first kiss,
a feeling that I miss.
Where's that feeling,
that all young lovers know.
Down by life's river,
where all my memories flow.
Love running red,
lost inside my head.
What happened to my heart?
It lost it's leading part.
Changing the rules,
while I played the game.
Laughed at your tears,
while you took the blame.
Love running red.
Stained your white dress.
Cut you and you bled.
I know it, I confess.
Love, can you hear me?
Echoes from the sky.
A whisper in the silence,
the wind of lost love's cry.
poem by George Vuyakovich
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I Dream Of You
Crinoline Vermeer with eternal folds
Golden silk with burgundy embroidery
Stone hallways clap like Hiroshima
Dreams soft forged in Moloch fears
Cotton slaves rise into Borg columns
Streams of love grow along my soul
Is it only a storm or really the end?
What ever it is I love you
What ever it is I dream of you
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Words Of Wisdom
King Solomon was not a fool
When to the Lord he prayed,
For he knew well the Golden Rule
And this had been obeyed...
Yet now a kingdom he must guide,
Regardless, rich or poor,
As long as God stood side-by-side,
He could not want for more...
King Solomon was just a man,
He did not know all things
And yet he knew God had a plan,
God was the King of Kings...
So while God offered him a gift,
He served the kingdom best
If he could stem the tragic rift
With God and all the rest...
King Solomon desired most
God's wisdom here on Earth,
Yet not to brag and not to boast
Or seek to prove his worth...
He asked for wisdom, nothing else,
Not treasures or long life,
For these he knew were short term spells
While men on Earth survive...
King Solomon had pleased the Lord
Who gave these gifts to him
And all God's wisdom was outpoured
To fill him to the brim...
Consider wisdom and take heed
This poetry you see,
The Holy Bible's there to read...
Begin at Calvary!
poem by Denis Martindale
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The Destruction Of Jerusalem By The Babylonian Hordes
They left their Babylon bare
Of all its tall men,
Of all its proud horses ;
They made for Lebanon.
And shadowy sowers went
Before their spears to sow
The fruit whose taste is ash,
For Judah's soul to know.
They who bowed to the Bull god,
Whose wings roofed Babylon,
In endless hosts darkened
The bright-heavened Lebanon.
They washed their grime in pools
Where laughing girls forgot
The wiles they used for Solomon.
Sweet laughter, remembered not !
Sweet laughter charred in the flame
That clutched the cloud and earth,
While Solomon's towers crashed between
To a gird of Babylon's mirth.
poem by Isaac Rosenberg
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Great Indebtedness
GREAT INDEBTEDNESS
God asked to King Solomon
what he had wanted.
He answered:
WISDOM
God granted him wisdom
then he became the wealthiest king
of his time
I had been asking to God, the same God of King Solomon,
a better life for my wife, for my son.
God lifted me up
AT THE TOP
then I feel I have been among of
the most blessed husband and happiest
father on earth
To Mr. K, a God-sent instrument,
for my family's dream, :
Your pure heart, genuine kindness and
warmth hospitality -
We have indebted most.
from Mark, Argee and Sean
Philippines
poem by Rommelmarkmarchan Best Poems
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Field Of Dreams
May tomorrow bring you sunshine
as you kiss the sky
in this field of dreams
alone here, you stand
lost little dandelion
soaking up the morning sun
Love flowing like streams
torn apart at the seams
summer days are never gone
with just one promise in your hand
yesterday memories
blowing in the breeze
still never lost in time
You listen to every dropp of rain
fall like teardrops outside your window
in this field of dreams
you never let go
we hide behind the pain
this love so vein
Days so bitter sweet
days that never end
nights that just pass by
in this field of dreams
its only you and I
where our love will mend
And hearts tortured it seems
there is where we will meet
in this field of dreams
where we will never die
In this field of dreams
I'm still lonely on these streets
waiting here for you to be mine
(spiritwind-2009)
poem by Spiritwind Wood
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