Incredulous
It will sound incredulous to you but,
This is an incognito to their names!
For they are trying to put the earth into the state of malleable,
But i am still the sophomore student next door.
Are you talking of the sleeping beauty around you?
Then try to satisfy your creative deisre with the peace of nature;
For i am still the sophomore student next door,
And if you are incorrigible to yourself then think twice.
I thought it was a transient act,
But the very quiescent realms of the higher Spirits are now disturbed!
And, we have to cover our heads to see what is below us.
The quest of an identity and the quest for love,
Satisfy your creative desires with the peace of nature;
And like the erudite state of my mind.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Creative Desires
Satisfy your creative desires into the world of my poems,
And be ready to learn from me;
Because as the poetry goes,
So is the state of my mind with the writer's pen.
A youthful love is the desire of my ink and,
The vibrant act of my muse is all about us;
But many people do have creativity as well.
The love of my words is from the literature of my pen,
And like cash and carry in the world of business;
But never be on my credit if you have no love.
Satisfy your creative desires into the world of my muse,
For a little success will surely breed more success!
Because i have a message for this world and,
My ink will keep on writing to touch you always over there.
Imaginations and love,
My poems are woven around a fascinating kernel of truth;
So cry your cry and paddle your own boat,
And be ready to learn from me as well.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Creative Mind!
Creative mind!
In the land of the heart of your muse to satisfy me;
But, what about those in the snow?
Creative mind!
Out of love in the land of your muse;
But, are you ready to learn? ! !
For, the muse of this love is all about us.
Creative mind!
Justified by the muse of your love;
And like your works as seen by all,
But, try to be yourself always.
Creative mind!
Love it and enjoy it and play with it;
For, the muse of my love is very fast and very easy! !
And like the joy around you in the land of peace,
But, try to understand my sweet muse of love always.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Sunshine At Midnight
The boy was a senior, she was a sophomore.
Who would've thought.
That time of year again,
You know the time.
Girls buying dresses anticipating the night,
We all know the one.
Guys deciding who to ask and how,
All putting on a show.
He was a senior, she was a sophomore,
Who would've thought.
The beginning of more,
You know how the story goes.
Hour after hour of conversation and flirting,
How it always is.
Looking for innocent romance,
You know the kind.
He was a senior, she was a sophomore,
Who would've thought.
Until it came close to the end of the year,
What a dreadful time.
And something happened then,
A story rather untold.
Still, friendship remained,
After time, that is.
He was a senior, she was a sophomore,
Who would've thought.
Slowly their friendship mended and built up again,
The way it usually won't.
Conversations begin again, endless nights of words,
Memories replaying.
Even now, after everything, his sunshine at midnight,
Always will be.
He was a senior, she was a sophomore,
Who would've thought.
Now he's off at college and occasionally they speak,
Reconnecting conversations.
In times of need the other is there,
What's more to expect?
Words of encouragement and listening ears,
How it should be.
He was a senior, she was a sophomore,
Who would've thought.
Brought together at a random point in time,
You know the time.
He changed her life, even if she didn't change his,
Who's to say?
He entered her life and will always be there,
Like people do.
She hopes he thinks of her, remembers her, thinks of her the same,
You know how it is.
She writes these words of truth and remembrance,
Forever his Sunshine at Midnight.
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Student Demonstration Time
Starting out with berkeley free speech
And later on at peoples park
The winds of change fanned into flames
Student demonstrations spark
Down to isla vista where police felt so harassed
They called the special riot squad of the l. a. county sheriff
Well theres a riot going on
Theres a riot going on
Theres a riot going on
Student demonstration time
The violence spread down south to where jackson state brothers
Learned not to say nasty things about southern policemens mothers
Nothing much was said about it and really next to nothing done
The pen is mightier than the sword, but no match for a gun
Well theres a riot going on
Theres a riot going on
Well theres a riot going on
cause its student demonstration time
America was stunned on may 4, 1970
When rally turned to riot up at kent state university
They said the students scared the guard
Though the troops were battle dressed
Four martyrs earned a new degree
The bachelor of bullets
I know were all fed up with useless wars and racial strife
But next time theres a riot, well, you best stay out of sight
Well theres a riot going on
Theres a riot going on
Well theres a riot going on
Student demonstration time
Stay away when theres a riot going on
Student demonstration
Stay away when theres a riot going on
Student demonstration
Stay away when theres a riot going on
Student demonstration
Stay away when theres a riot going on
Its student demonstration
Stay away when theres a riot going on
Student demonstration
Stay away when theres a riot going on
Student demonstration
Stay away when theres a riot going on
Its student demonstration
Stay away when theres a riot going on
Student demonstration
song performed by by Beach Boys
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The Heart Of A Nation
The land of beauty,
The land of joy,
The land of plenty,
With the pearl of tourism to blow my mind!
But, the pride of a nation is all about you.
The home of peace is like,
The people's paradise;
the land of hope is like,
The home of hospitality;
The land of equity is like,
The state of harmony;
And, the food basket of the nation is with joy!
But, the pride of a nation is all about you.
Home for all is like,
The salt of a nation;
Home for solid mineral is like,
The centre of commerce;
But, the sunshine state is where to share your love with,
For, the pride of a nation is all about you.
The state of caliphate and,
The liberal state of love;
For, thenew world is always around you! !
But, the jewel in the savannah is all that i share with you.
Coal in the city of love,
And like the fountain of knowledge and power! !
But the heart beat of a nation is like,
The centre of excellence!
The state of a living spring is like the gateway to all!
But the peace setter state is what i share with you;
Because, nature's gift to a nation is like the rainbow!
Of the big heart of love and,
Of the centre of unity to all mankind!
For, the young shall grow;
And, the treasure base of life is the status of peace.
The pride to farm the land,
And of the confluence state of my mind! !
But, the power to show love is like,
The Creator's own state of mind to a nation!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Read It And Learn From It
Create your won individual style as i am doing now,
For i know you by the poetry of your message;
But i am here to bring out a change.
This is my style and this is the muse that you want to read,
So read it and learn from it;
For the peace of my state of mind is talking to you.
Read it and learn from it,
For the industries are now ready for my conscience;
But this story is not over yet.
This is the poetry of a classical individual with the mystic order of life,
But live and let us live on this earth with peace and love;
For the colour of my heart is like the colours of the rainbow! !
And this creative writing of mine is for all to share.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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So Little Of Nature
It first dawned on me at least five decades ago
That so little of Nature I do seem to know
New lessons from Nature I learn every day
Yet from me she does hide her secrets away
The beauty of Nature to look at is free
The blossoms in Spring on the fruit bearing tree
Each blossom one day to a ripe fruit does grow
So little of Nature I do seem to know
The boy of the fifties has grown old and gray
And the clock on our lives it keeps ticking away
To the father of time we eventually bow
And though I've been a student of Nature for many years now
Our Earth Mother keeps all of her secrets from me
Though her beauty to look at for everyone free.
poem by Francis Duggan
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I Need You, I Want You
satisfy my hunger, satisfy my greed
satisfy my longing, satisfy my need
satisfy my yearning, satisfy my desire
satisfy my craving, with your hose put out my fire
Take me to paradise, take me away
Take me to heaven, every single day
Feed me with your passion, feed me with your soul
Feed me with your fruit, feed me with your control
I need you to want me, I need you to be here
I need you to control me, for you are my puppeteer
Control me with your love, control me with your mind
control me however you want. I do not mind
For I am under your spell, and whatever you want i will give
For without you i am nothing, without you i do not want to live
poem by Katherine Shaw
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Starpeace
-calling earth! calling earth!
-eh...who?
-are you listening? are you listening?
-is this a long distance call?
-mommy?
-oh, good, youre on, too, sean, stay on, somethings wrong with this...
-dont be afraid! dont be afraid!
-you sound familiar, you sound like...sound like me actually.
-thats because we conditioned our vibrations to yours.
aha! are you getting that, sean?
-you will not blow up earth! you will not blow up earth!
-oh, thats good to know.
-you are wisdom, you are love.
Human civilization is in a state of hibernation,
Well grow to know the planets full distribution.
The world as our reflection will regain its circulation,
Our life span will meet our life plan of starpeace.
Human civilization is in a state of isolation,
Well learn to reach out for terrestrial communications.
Well make our first migration from earth to other constellations,
Our life span will meet out life plane of starpeace.
Love is our energy source, wisdom is our power source.
Health is our nature resource,
Growth is our future resource.
Join the state of the universe,
United state of peace.
Join the state of the universe,
United state of peace.
Starpeace, I see you growing,
Starpeace, I see you growing,
Starpeace, I see you growing,
Starpeace, I see you growing,
Starpeace, I see you growing,
Starpeace, I see you growing,
Starpeace, I see you growing,
Starpeace, I see you growing,
Starpeace, I see you growing,
Starpeace.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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In thy nature
In thy nature is beauty
in thy nature is earth
in thy nature i find my worth
in thy nature is peace
in thy nature i find myself
in thy nature every lasting greens
in thy nature there is more to be seen
in thy nature a beauty untold
in thy nature everything is worth more than gold
poem by Stephanie Mcgrath
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Creative Mind
So gentle and warm
is the creative mind,
tender is the heart
for a creative mind.
You bring down the
love from heaven
with your creative mind
and thoughts from within.
A gift you have sharing
your inner feelings,
from your heart,
so the world can see,
the love you have
for the beauty of
things you see
through your eyes only.
(4-10-07)
A Beauty in Love
Act of love always flourishes joy!
Cheerful activity creates beauty
And a thing of beauty is a joy ever!
Sans love how can there be peace?
Loving peace is objective of romance
And romance continues till the end!
Nature, music and romance sway all!
All activities of Nature advocate love
And love eternally unites all to be all!
Beauty of love truly accrues joy ever!
Beauty is for love and truth for joy....
And love of beauty brings joy true sure!
Love of beauty never leaves one in pain as
Peace is in truth where beauty is in love!
poem by Ramesh T A
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All War In
Barricadded behind wall of human nature
Each sequestered in thick sense,
Man is but reason in ruin....
Human bomb self blown revenge gloated,
Human heads topple napalm bloated
For cemetery to honour the fallen
And arches to celebrate victory-
Wages he not war with the enemy he sleeps
-Mind's blemishes...conquered only by arm of love,
What's an inward war without bloodshed,
Compassion armed without wielding weapons,
Narrows the forts into a neighbourhood.
Peace is higher ordeal of life's quest
than battle ever knew
What's liberty in tranquility.
poem by Yoonoos Peerbocus
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Before The Day Breaks
Its neither day nor night,
The sky is veiled with fading moonlight.
There is perfect peace and quiet,
Spiritual energy is at its height.
From the distance strains of Sufi music,
Aura in the air is mystic.
This is the best time to write,
As creative juices are at their height.
Just the sound of your breath moving in harmony,
Mind free of clutter, worry and acrimony.
You can hear the sound of pen
On the paper, as you write in a state of Zen.
I feel serene and sane,
And queen of my domain.
Slowly the night has withdrawn,
And ushered in the dawn.
Fresh ideas spawn
And I wander out to my lawn.
I am awestruck, how without noise,
Nature performs its miracles with poise.
I am filled with piety,
And say thanks with closed eyes.
poem by Mamta Agarwal
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Achieve Goals of Dreams!
Innocent animal pleasure of child is harmless!
Playful quest urges him to do so to get satisfaction.
With a little knowledge he likes pictures, colours
and enjoys beautiful things in dress and all things!
Perfectionist loves to see beauty in all activities,
Loves beauty of Nature, beautiful things ever,
Loves to do in a beautiful way whatever he loves;
Aesthetic nature grows since childhood on sure!
Then thinking age begins him to feel about drawbacks;
Seeks loneliness in Peaceful places of Nature at first;
His taste of beauty diverts him towards Nature's beauty:
Sea, sky, misty hills, snow mountains, smooth rivers,
Green meadows, smiling flowers, moon and stars....!
He goes to such places often far from the madding lads;
Gets peace of mind and communes with Nature in toto;
Becomes also a mystic soon enjoying the bliss endless!
He regains new spirit full of enthusiasm and begins life
Again from the scratch to achieve goals of his dreams...!
poem by Ramesh T A
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You 'Feelin' Me?
Look...
For the record!
I AM a writer.
It is much more than liking it!
I AM it!
I AM this creative being.
I was born this way.
You know how some folks,
Can't make up their minds from time to time?
I don't understand that.
I don't have that problem.
The problem I'm confronted with,
Are those who believe I seek their approval...
Or acceptance.
Or 'tolerance' for my behavior.
And it has taken me years to convince them...
Even 'if' they did not exist,
I'd still be doing 'this'!
Or finding time to compose, act or direct.
Sing or dance or just sit to reflect.
Or write my opinions to submit in response...
To some nonsense I've read in a local newspaper,
Feeding BS to dead heads.
To inject their community hostilities.
That 'game is played all over the place!
This 'business' about fitting 'in' to please...
Has never comforted me personally,
Or my needs, desires or wishes I dream.
I'm not focused into who did what to who...
And got mad as hell!
I thought eyes were meant to roll,
Until my mother said to me...
'Boy, you better stop rolling your eyes at me.
Before I pop 'em right out of your head!
AND look at me when I'm talking to you.'
My mom had a way of getting my sisters and I
To listen to her!
It was quite a different intimidation than my father's.
He would just fix his eyes on me and not move them,
At all.
Not even blink for minutes.
Or say a word.
He was 'extremely' convincing.
Look...
For the record!
I AM a writer.
It is much more than liking it!
I AM it!
I AM this creative being.
I was born this way.
My identity is intact!
And I thank God for that.
Because the 'normalcy' of 'your' world...
Leaves much to be questioned and debated,
For the reality of it that is 'suppose' to reflect truth.
Very little of that is expressed!
You 'feelin' me?
I AM a process of evolution.
A creative aspect of life.
Just like all of nature should be.
I am about growth and change.
And none of that I am asking for
From anyone's pocket to spare.
Or decide I qualify to be who I AM.
I don't play that!
It is not a condition of my mission.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Quiescent
The feat,
Your feet,
Quizzical!
But the quiescent of this muse is from the eating.
Quiescent, tin, tins, in, it, is, queen, queens, sue, teen;
And like a dead bird on the road,
But the quiescent of your muse is in the making.
Quiescent, sent, scent, set, sit, quiet, quest, quite, teens;
And like a dead cat on the road,
But, you have to appease your friend with the muse of love.
Quiescent, cent, ten, net, nets, see, seen, tie, ties, nest, use;
And like a dead dog on the road,
But you need love to carry on this mission.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Liu Xiaobo Nobel Peace Laureate
Liu Xiaobo
Nobel Peace Laureate
a noble mind
suffers
state persecution
in freedom
quest
peaceful protest
China still crouching
behind a great wall
oppressive inhumanity
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A Creative Dream!
Kaleidoscopic dreams are beautiful
As the architectural beauty here!
Beauty of Nature reflected in art
A wonderful dream it is to muse!
Nature, art and dreams are colourful
With the imagination enhancing scope
To see a wonderful creative process
Materializing into great master piece!
Dreaming in Nature mind of art finds
Wonderful pasture to enjoy unique joy
Leading the poet to compose poems
Artistic, natural and fantastic forever!
Mind full of artistic ideas engrossed
In Nature poets dream great wonders!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Perfectionism is not a quest for the best. It is a pursuit of the worst in ourselves, the part that tells us that nothing we do will ever be good enough — that we should try again. No. We should not. Focused on process, our creative life retains a sense of adventure. Focused on product, the same creative life can feel foolish or barren.
quote by Julia Cameron
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