14 Boxes
Page, cage, wage, age, gage, mage, rage, sage;
Like a bow through the rain in search of the rainbow!
But whose hose is now hanging over there?
Date, fate, late, gate, bate, mate, pate, sate, rate;
And like the 14 Boxes of items shipped to her,
But she possessed what you wanted.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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In White Satin
Rate, mate, late, bate, gate, fate, hate, pate, sate!
Nights in white satin but never reaching out to the ends of love;
And like the Queen's Club behind your house,
But into the valley of love is the muse of your name.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Still Missing You
In the middle of life,
I am still missing you by my side;
And like animals with tails,
But i still have to walk to the highest mountain.
Kate, bate, mate, late, fate, gate, hate, pate, rate, sate;
You are now spotted among the goats! !
But my honesty will surely lead me on.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Before Your Time
Date, mate, late, hate, fate, ate, gate, pate, rate, sate;
Why should you die before your time? ! !
Oh Isaac,
Oh Teyi,
Oh Yaw,
Oh Adjo,
Oh Kwarley,
Oh K.K.,
Oh Dan,
Oh Shamoo,
And all others who died so early on this earth;
But such is life at times without a clear reason to us!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Object
Cole, vole, whole, pole, mole, bole, dole, sole, hole;
Between the safety net of love!
But strong enough to keep you awake.
Kate, date, late, mate, hate, bate, gate, fate, pate, rate, sate;
Down in down there to respect your muse!
But, it is like the works of act in the land of your muse.
Abject,
Unconditional,
Object,
Precious,
Endure,
Abound,
Honeyed!
But stronger enough to keep you awake always;
For the object up there in your room is all about your love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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7th February 2012
I was a year older on Tuesday,7th February 2012;
And, you were a year older on the same day!
Day, ray, say, tray, bray, bay, pray, play, May, way, away;
But this poem is dedicated to you my friend.
Date, mate, late, rate, hate, bate, gate, crate, pate, sate, state;
For, the occasion also reminded me of your love!
Year, ear, hear, sear, tear, wear, bear, dear, fear, gear, spear;
And like the ways of life around us! !
But, this poem is dedicated to you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Dewayne
Meeting you was due to fate
Being with you was due to our first date
Which then lead you to be my mate
What we have is more than great
Us together gets the highest rate
At times we have our differences like you being late
But all that doesnt matter because your my soul mate
We talk on the phone for hours and sleep in late
When we are together I want to be intimate
I'm glad we are together and we did not wait
Because with out you in my life I couldn't create
poem by Traci Peace
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Luck And Labour Mate
Early or late
You will get
At any rate
What's in fate
So, don't desperate
Fate is made
With fingers ten
As sound behest
Of earnest rain
Luck and Labour mate
poem by Bhoj Pal Singh
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Click On 'Poets
When you enter,
Click on 'Poets' and then,
Type in my full name: 'Edward Kofi Louis';
There and then, it will open automatically to my page! !
And, you can read my poems.
Sage, page, cage, rage, mage, marriage, wage;
From time to time!
But not like a runaway dog in the land of your muse;
For, the cat is always in your room.
Fine, dine, wine, vine, cine, sine, line, pine, mine, nine, shine;
Inperfect health,
On to perfection! !
But, it has been a while hearing from you.
Of the miracles of my life,
Of the joy of my muse,
Of the peace of my mind,
And like the muse of your sweet love!
But, not like a runaway dog in the land of your muse.
In the heat,
In the cold,
And like the candlelight of your love!
But click on 'Poets' to find my sweet muse;
For, i do have a message for you.
We are all over there,
Poets of the world! !
But, it has been a very long time hearing from you;
Vender, finder, blender, winder, lender, mender, tender, sender!
And like the muse of love in the land of peace,
But, be my guest at this page.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Baby you are my soul mate
Baby you are my soul mate
But now it seems it's too late
O those old days were so great
Then secretly we could date
But now we can't change our fate
Coz now it seems it's too late
Sometimes we had tete-a-tete
I stared at you when you ate
You were like my heaven's gate
But now it seems it's too late
Your love has turned into hate
Coz you are now so upset
Your thought now makes my eyes wet
Coz now it seems it's too late
Everything is not said yet
Read my poems in internet
You will forgive I can bet
Though now it seems it's too late
Forget me not don't forget
Otherwise you will regret
Don't treat me like a lost pet
Though now it seems it's too late
poem by Asif Andalib
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A Lustful Saint
He feigns a sage
to catch the girls in his cage.
Their flesh is the wage
to control his rage.
poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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Train of fate
I see life passing by
On this train that I ride
All the people I sit beside
What is it that they hide?
How do I communicate?
On this train that`s running late
Often times tempting fate
Looking at my watch checking the date
In a world with so much hate
I listen to a heated debate
Like a fish hooked on the bait
On a train where I sit and wait
My emotions locked behind a gate
My heart beating at such a fast rate
Yet my mind very sedate
Thinking of a better world I wish to create
Where all the people are feeling great
Where love, hope and joy are the motto of state
But i`m stuck on a train running late
Pondering whether I should temp fate
And find the key that unlocks the gate
poem by Joseph Whelan
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Why Is It!
That…………
When you find a dress that’s a delight, it’s far too tight!
When you find just the right merchandise, it’s not in your size!
When you find a perfect fitting shoe, it’s in brown not blue!
When you find a shop that caters for your age, nothing in it is ‘the rage’!
When you search for nice elegant clothes, where you get them from, heaven knows!
You’re trying to look real smart, and not a tart, but the only designs are for the lower teens, .
At least there are jeans!
Oh, please don’t make us look so out of date, it’s not too late, to be an older beauty, a real cutie!
We’re certainly not past our ‘sale by’ date, never underrate us, MATE! ! !
There’s more to us than meets the eye, SWEETIE PIE! !
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Slender's Ghost
Vide Shakspeare.
Beneath a churchyard yew,
Decay'd and worn with age,
At dusk of eve methought I spied
Poor Slender's Ghost, that whimpering cried,
'O sweet! O sweet Anne Page!'
Ye gentle Bards! give ear,
Who talk of amorous rage,
Who spoil the lily, rob the rose,
Come learn of me to weep your woes:
'O sweet! O sweet Anne Page!'
Why should such labour'd strains
Your formal Muse engage?
I never dreamt of flame or dart,
That fired my breast or pierced my heart,
But sigh'd, 'O sweet Anne Page!'
And you! whose lovesick minds
No med'cine can assuage,
Accuse the leech's art no more,
But learn of Slender to deplore;
'O sweet! O sweet Anne Page!'
And ye! whose souls are held,
Like linnets in a cage;
Who talk of fetters, links, and chains,
Attend and imitate my strains;
'O sweet! O sweet Anne Page!'
And you! who boast or grieve,
What horrid wars ye wage,
Of wounds received from many an eye,
Yet mean as I do, when I sigh,
'O sweet! O sweet Anne Page!'
Hence every fond conceit
Of shepherd or of sage;
'Tis Slender's voice, 'tis Slender's way,
Expresses all you have to say,
'O sweet! O sweet Anne Page!'
poem by William Shenstone
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Time
The time is near.
Now get in gear.
Prepare yourself it's almost here.
No time to waste.
Before it is too late.
I need to tell you of this fate.
So we'll have joy and not be reprobate.
I want you now to be my mate.
The time has come for us to date.
So help me now to clean this slate.
From all the blinding pain and hate.
What we'll have is true first rate.
Love so pure I know for sure.
That all our suffering will be cured.
The time is now.
On my knee I bow.
With humble pride.
I ask thee now to be my bride.
From this life we should not hide.
Eternities waiting.
It does not lie.
poem by Michael McParland
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The Heart determines
Fate determines who comes into our lives.
The heart determines who stays...
Rate determines what comes best
The fact determines what the worth
Mate determines the life you lead
The quest determines the depth of love
Bate determines the fish you catch
The sea determines how much you did watch
Road determines the longer the travel
The destination determines the fair well
God determines what you are destined
The fate determines what you deserve
Friends determines the strength you have
The emotion determines the depths of love
Fate determines who comes into our lives
The heart determines who stays on forever………..
poem by Umasree Raghunath
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Separation Soon
Stage stage succeeds to sunder what
Evolved together for a while.
Page follows page until forgot
Are smiles that once caught sunny smile.
Rage follows rage, one cold, one hot,
As end awaits a stressful trial -
Trouble bursting bubble plot -
Intense unwinds to reconcile
One to one’s lot unties love's knot.
No balm spleen calms - scene volatile
Sheds shaky sighs for baby's cot,
Or sight of Spring forget-me-not.
One rage encaged until old age
No pages leaves for sot or sage.
© Jonathan Robin – Acrostic sonnet written 30 March 1998 revised 5 December 2008
Note: There is an internal acrostic that may be read in taking either the 11th or 12th letter of each line to read Separation’s Page or … Rage
Separation Soon
S tage stage succeeds to sunder what
E volved together for a while.
P age follows page until forgot
A re smiles that once caught sunny smile.
R age follows rage, one cold, one hot,
A s end awaits a stressful trial -
T rouble bursting bubble plot -
I ntense unwinds to reconcile
O ne to one’s lot unties love's knot.
N o balm spleen calms - scene volatile
S heds shaky sighs for baby's cot,
O r sight of Spring forget-me-not.
O ne cage cage follows till old age
N o options leaves for sot or sage.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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You Will Damage It
Don't push it in! !
Rather leave it like that;
If not, you will damage it.
Don't push it in! !
Rather leave it like that;
If not, you will destroy it.
Image, age, page, sage, wage, cage, damage! !
So, be careful not to damage it;
For, the muse of love on this item needs a special care.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Gnomon
The shadow of the gnomon
slides at a steady rate.
Even if the dial is ancient,
the time itself is up to date.
Though the train sleeps in the station,
the sun just will not wait.
And the ever moving sun
and the clocks that tick and chime
are the chains we use to bind our minds
and imprison them in Time.
Time has no bird, no scythe,
no power over man or Fate.
Having wanted to be early,
we decide that we are late.
poem by Brian Taylor
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Jealousy
I am overpowered and taken over by intense jealousy
Some one should not get angry on me and feel pity?
Neither has it been confined to one town or city
Nor it has been descended from divinity
I feel that I have been confined to cage
As if nothing has been written on page
Blurred vision with no thinking and direction
Lacking morale and nothing to offer for action
I feel shame and continue to burn
I may soon be out of scene in turn
What should I do and try to learn?
Is it confined to me alone and only concern?
Is it the frustration that has taken over?
Is it is the simple tactic to find cover?
Why to hide our own weaknesses for nothing?
Nothing may prove fruitful and come out of it as something
It is sheer madness to get over and go for rage
You can turn rapist or killer from sage
It is stage mean to be adopted for destruction
Then it will be too late to follow the instruction
Love and hate, amity and enmity doesn’t augur well
They are all the symptoms to send us in hell
No one has won the sympathy or gained anything
It is way to go for self destruction for nothing
I may prefer love to hate
People may push me out of gate
Still it is in our hand and not early or late
Can we blame it alone to our fate?
I may have to choose lesser evil
It may be forced on you as will
What is then best way to get out of it?
Prepare worst for self and willingly meet
Intense hatred results into formation of jealousy
Though it is not all of sudden or coming out easy
It burns from within at personal cost
All the relations are put in cold storage and frost
It will not allow you to live peacefully
You may not be aware of it fully
Still it resides in your remote corner
Allows the rage to come out of burner
If you control it in time then it is well and good
It may burn you live as if without food
You won’t come out of it at first
It will always keep you at the last
I can’t go against HIS wish
Love is like water to fish
It may be existent in any form
I shall pray to come out of storm
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Raining Blood
Don’t you wish the rain to wash away all fears
To blend with and dismiss all the tears
You wish the rain to calm all rage
To let you out of the emotional cage
You want peace to reign
Let all other thoughts fall away like rain
But when the rain doesn’t take all away
You wish the rain to not stay
When the rain is blood
It comes over you like a sudden flood
Fears come out to taught you
Tears come and attack too
Rage set free
Cage wont let you be
Reigning peace nonexistent
Rain now keeps happy thoughts distant
All things turn to blood red ash
Life no longer wearing a golden crown and sash
Means to me:
Well to me it means that the way the world seems can change because of one little thing.
In this case blood instead of rain falls from the sky.
February 2006
poem by Jessie Li here
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