Find little favor
Readers are like bournvita tonic
Create stir in mind with panic
They reflect the opinion with precise comment
Make to rejoice or to feel bad with no room to resent
I feel certainly at heart
It touches like pointer from the start
Leaves behind some impression of imperfection
A remedy that is needed for speedy rectification
Poems with no message find little favor
Create an image for poet with some kind of honor
A rare gesture of achievement for an individual
Not to be taken in isolation or treated as casual
Poems do matter less
But not in all the cases
How great I feel at heart?
When they pass comments to appreciate the craft
I may and in fact all must observe
Dedicate self for cause to serve
It may not create impact soon
But help others to see shining sun
We are the reflection and true medium
Not all may come up with same level or maximum
Yet their intention can be well read between lines
Many issues remain on fore and many can remain on side lines
It is always good to be aligned live with communication
Respond to their observation with quick and find quotation
Well judged reply may move them from their stated position
Understand the point and support the well crafted composition
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Related quotes
Can't be undone
The truth remains same and can't be undone
The past and by gone may remain always bygone
The God has given you beautiful mind to inscribe on paper
It is how you feel and ink it on the subject matter
It does not remain then poetry
They are hidden words and not mystery
Every kind heart might have felt its impact
Let us make it as unforgettable holy act
Some one may see it as real art
Some words may be inserted as skillful craft
What actually you are doing with words?
Making it sharper than even swords?
Mind may read several things and store
It may add little or even more
The imagery may not remain ever confined
The feeling may come out and stay as defined
Poetry is reflection of clear mind
Many ideas may find mention and find
The safe refuge to come out at free will
It has to reside there and wait for still
It is like holy temple, mosque or church
You can create space, place and make search
It will create perfect environment with recognition
Only it will need proper key for ignition
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A poems are treasure
Neither poems are lost treasure
nor they are means of pleasure
they are meant to be enjoyed by others
We need not go into it and bother
they are never lost from mind
They appear in many forms and we do find
there is place and existence
it has no past but real presence
Why do the thoughts emerge?
Why do they compel and urge?
Some happy moments to bear the shape?
Though with some bitter moments of shame?
It has equal bearing and importance
They invade sudden and at once
We got to give them place and honor
They may represent reality with horror
It may not be appreciated or liked by all
It may not be able to bring down the wall
But it will definitely pierce through the mind
Where it will generate the feelings very kind
It is simple projection coming out from clear conscience
It is reflective mood of the presence
It might have witnessed many pulses of high magnitude
It may speak nicely of the individual's attitude
Can any one take notes on piece of paper and write?
Can that draw any attention when you call some one or invite?
It may be commented as good or nice
But no one may commit or assure with promise
Many may be writing with great skill and deep feeling
It may not be finding favor or end with reeling
It is not the simple tact of conveying the message
It is not usual to come with the passing of the age
The poems are reflection of the natural mood
It acts like nourishment and serves as food
It is phenomenal development of the mind
It is generally accepted for its rich kind
It is nice medium to feel and convey
It responds to pure feelings and obey
It is not just putting of the simple views
This fact is realized by only few
The poems must find and be read in real context
It must have unique thinking with powerful text
It has writer's mind with powerful couplet
It should not meet cruel fate
The poems are read with zeal
It is not fictitious but real
It may serve as tonic or meal
It can assuage your feelings or heal
It is reflective mood of the poet
He can compose all but can't keep quiet
The poems may serve as eternal ground
We may like it more with intense bond
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Out Of The Confines Of Definitions
They wish to define soliloquies,
As a dramatic monologue...
Spoken in a reflection,
By one who rambles in prose.
You know...
Those who profess to be 'scholars'.
AND...
Degreed!
They wish to 'confine' poetry,
As a delivery of lines...
For those who believe,
They have an expertise...
Of what they perceive,
Is an etiquette definition of poetry.
Something, of course...
That elevates the nature of it,
To proper standards that are elite.
Well...
When I receive an image,
And it is written to create an effect.
I am not the one to count lines...
With a caring done if it has rhythm or rhyme.
If I am emotionally affected and what I read connects,
The author of what I read that touches me...
Could be a literary genius!
Or someone considered out of their mind.
And most times,
People who create are just that.
Out of the confines of definitions,
To create their own.
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Thank you a lot
I learnt it from nature
Despite harming so much for sure
"I bow head with respect"
To forgive us all for mad act
I thank almighty for providing precious life
Along with resolve to stay with lots of strife
Always waiting for good to happen
Despite all chances of no success even
I breathe in amidst uncertain moment
Thank nature for providing nice movement
To feel its pulse of its great act
What else can be felt in return as fact?
We can only thank in terms of gesture
That is goodness of human being for sure
We can reciprocate and recognize
If everything is understood as wise
Be calm and quiet while responding
Because that directly reflects and corresponds
Your inner soul action and feeling on face
Face lines are read in all the cases
Eyes go down in recognition
"Words are not sufficient reflection"
"I wish to speak something more"
It just weaves the thoughts and really adore
Such is the meaning of "Thank you"
It must convey feeling and look true
Merely saying "thank you" may look casual
Each time it may be spoken as lines from an individual
Lots of burden is removed when conveyed
The gratitude felt from inside and relayed
The receiver may too felt its impact
To feel real worth and graciousness of act
Thank all when you feel something good is done
Not to you but your friend and heart is won
This is the only gesture that costs nothing
But in return you earn a good will wish for something
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Browsing and Commenting on Poems.
It is my habit to read the poems
delivered by the young and old, male and female.
I pick up the poems by title and not by the authors.
Internet helps us to browse and comment on poems,
burst into by the poets from all the continents.
I read, chew and digest the new words, usage,
and the content in the poems. The young guys,
baffle me with colloquial, archaic and email forms
like gonna, wanna, u, and so on.
The youths write poems on love with inspiration
but old people have to perspire or be resilient
going back to school and college days.
If I murmur the tune of some melodious film song,
I find it possible to scribble on love-lorn life.
I am very weak in English manners of saying thanks
and expecting thanks for the comments made on poems.
The voracious readers of poems won't stop criticising
if we contribute touching poems or message giving lines.
The comments at times inspire me with new ideas and subjects.
If our lines comfort some hurt hearts,
guide some to ride the life with peace and hope,
that is enough for the mad people like us.
poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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Try to come over
It is not easy to overcome short comings
At a time when you are at the end of innings
You feel weak and clipped wings
The position is reduced to that of joker in ring
It requires great courage and stand
To mould the wind with current trend
Assert in a manner fitting into your ideology
Any kind of bold reply to counter the bogey
If you have many masters then also you can
It is easy to ascertain and make them your fan
The powerful thrust from your side may make them to wonder
It will be right moment for you to make them ponder
The destiny is not created or had over night
You have to create situation favorable and fight
No one may point out what is wrong or right
But it will be noticed by them even from long sight
It is logical to be objective with aim
You have every right to move and claim
Your powerful drive may create favorable position
It will be considered as an ideal and formidable composition
You have to show up to the world that you mean business
If it is not seized at right moment than there won’t be any trace
You will leg behind in every move and opportunity may be gone
The entire labor put in may be in vain and stand as undone
It is equally possible that there might have some drawbacks
It may be lacking punch with so much at stakes
No one may willingly fall for risky enterprise
You got to prove the ability with total surprise
You may pass through hell lot of experience
It may adventurous but full of challenges hence
It got to create deep impact with so much thrust
This essential and considered as necessary and must
You should keep in mind that wind may not flow in one direction
You will watched keenly and weighed for every action
It may so happen that whole life time achievement may be threatened
You will have to maneuver it with tact and straightened
Who would not want his stand to be vindicated?
Who will commit hara-kiri and stand indicted?
It will be blot on fair name and bring shame
The achievement may disappear the way it had come
No one can claim complete mastery
Even nature is suffering from mystery
We can set the course and send the ball rolling
We can not prevent misfortune and stars from falling
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Correct definition
"Your imagination is scaling new height"
Touching hearts of many and sets
New trend with some reasonable approach
We are in position to think without any coach
Some of the friends may shower with praise
Some may comment badly and unsuccessfully chase
Down grade the moral and discourage to write more
I think of it reasonably and apply break therefore
Not all the poets criticize the new concept
Comments reveal that after reading poem many have wept
It is not easy to make people feel the pulse of the character
Put them in the position and feel as an actor
Poems are just medium to air the views
Paint them in optimistic way to be picked by few
I consider it as fine gesture on the part of readers
Many of them are quite young and bulk of it as elders
Thoughts do not emerge from any type of concentration
It requires no special effort or some kind of mediation
The main thrust is aimed at building delicate relation
Where poet and reader is perfectly aligned with the related question
Modern or old theory of gathering theme is around us
We must believe our eyes and watch it with trust
Simple question is to be asked about why all these happens?
Why are we so blind to the reality despite higher education even?
I trust my pen and air freely whatever penetrates in mind
All doors are open to receive it and suitably find
Agree to imagery set up in mind and relay it further
Ready to feed child with natural feed as mother
It is nice to develop intimate relation
That helps to bridge and receive indication
Frank debate over where we have erred in composition
Adjust if possible or take care in its correct definition
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Good morning Boss
Day spoils if start is not at all good
We can do away with no good food
But certainly not with bad start
You may wear gloomy face and feel bad heart
It is said “whose beginning then his day too will be bad”
He may find it difficult with brother. Mummy or even with dad
There may take place unusual things to disturb whole day
You may loose patience and find no other good way
In office day starts with “'good morning” to boss
you got to always yes and never no even at some personal loss,
He is the one person in office who is always in tension,
You can’t expect any thing bad worth to mention,
I always take steps for its prevention,
I never ask or raise any question,
Simply fall in line with him ready to go with his words
try to show the sincerity and keenness in special work
I or for that matter no one can afford to loose his grace
Loosing favor means you won’t have any trace
All odds against you and problems to face,
Why simply to enter then unnecessary race?
Try to be near him but not so close,
Butter daily with kind words and offer rose,
Stand by with him in the time of need
Never show bad gesture and prove your worth in deed
it is hard time to show sincerity and prove best class
Hide the discomfiture and feelings under dark glass,
don’t try to create any flutter and allow the day to pass,
Allow his name to be seen plate with shining in brass
If you ever happen to fall out of grace
Ready yourself to challenge and face,
Offer very good smile and use kind words,
Remain obedient and sincere as you remain with lords
After all he is bread provider and boss
We can’t afford to alienate him at any cost
Our relation may at any time go frost
But it is not the end of the day or love lost
Try to reason out your obedience
Prove that office is at par excellence
It is only because of his brilliance
Office has got reputation only by his presence
It is no exaggeration to use few good words in his honor
You may find that he too may stand for your favor
In fact it is the presence of all that count s for performance
There is no use if we undermine his authority in others presence
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Dry leaf
We are social animal alright
Meant to fool all and fight
Create controversy and question creator
Forget our own existence and try to fool the mentors
As you feel the hungry, you take the food
As you grow in age, you feel nice and good
Human mind may never allow being at rest
Live happily as much as you can and think of best
What has happened to all of us?
Raising the finger of doubt with mistrust?
Are we in position to create human body?
Is it not the work of only almighty?
Let us not fool ourselves and claim ignorance
You are on this beautiful earth merely by chance
Think for a second and leave the doubt
There is nothing much to talk about
We shall remain at his mercy all the times
We may feel powerful at some give point of time
Nevertheless we are pawn in his game
You will never be able to find where from you came
I feel shame about arguments and laugh it out
We have no ability to hold strong with roots
We can be no more within friction of second
As everybody is destined to end
Peace thought and love only come from humble person
If he is wicked then he will escape it with many reasons
If he is arrogant with power then he may boost his image
Only to come down on earth like blank page
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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As a matter of fact
What makes you to feel perfect?
What prevents you to act?
What is matter of fact?
How you over come it with simple tact?
Over the years you have mastered the art
This can’t be easily purchased from the mart
It is inherent quality that makes you smart
You always believe in good start
Things may move on very smoothly
You are always planning it accordingly
You have perfection in every more
Even for slight doubt you take care and remove
You never hesitate and get panicky
You come in action and address it quickly
Everything you decide it with cool mind
Solution is in sight and you may always find
What instills you confidence to act with accuracy?
Is it your mild nature coupled with good diplomacy?
Is it mystery alone shrouded with secrecy?
It is your gentleness and resolves to tackle it with delicacy
You always feel proud
It is not necessary to speak loud
Your sincere words and action may speak
Your approach maybe considered bold and not weak
What makes you to feel better?
Is that you are considered as trend setter?
You have the capacity to make wheel turn around
The path can be cleared and way to be easily found
You create public awareness in mind
The look towards you with honor and doesn’t find
Any dubious way of dealing and you are always kind
Such nice things can be observed by even a blind
Your popularity is on rise and you are in demand
You may take deep breath without chest to expand
this gives you some sense of satisfaction
It welcomes step and sign of good indication
I have always remained as public figure
I didn’t care for self or any future
I have always distanced from evil
I have tried to excel and earned good will
I have treated poor and rich alike
It might have created some discomfort or dislike
I did not bother about such feeling
I was ever ready to cooperate and willing
You must move cautiously and remain attached
Journey may prove hard but never get detached
Never utter word of uncertainty and create confusion
Try to avoid controversy and work for diffusion
Such type of a wonderful soul can always feel proud
the steps taken by him may always sound
Fame and name both will come round and gather
It is unique joy to remain and stay together
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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No words to push
I have no words to push
As mind has stopped the rush
It fails to create impression
What is use of my obsession?
I may think lots of things
It may be irrelevant for any kind of thinking
Why should I thrust upon their intelligent mind?
Readers are brave enough to think and find
Never think you are the only one person
That thinks of high ideology with reasons
Others are not merely meant for at receiving end
They may speak less or not react as reader friend
I still may want to probe their mind with opinion
Many come out with "like" and act as true companion
I wish them to come out with critical comments
So break can be applied with no resentment
It creates man to man liking
As reader and as poet much to the disliking
I shall value them most in any enterprise
As they can at any time spring the surprise?
What am I today is of their unstinted support
Otherwise how can the boat reach at the port?
I shall endeavor on their useful advice
Prove true to the expectation without any misses
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Love Poets
The love poets sit and write psalms or
songs with the extension of their palms
they sit and wait untill they catch a glimpse of you
Because girls like you are the inspiration
The poet is dying to find a way to re-create your beauty
but what we create can only do so much as to aleviate
The stress that builds on our chest,
I feel it everytime i sit beside you
I jot down lyrics each time i sight you
and if i could slip you this kiss you
could circle yes, no or maybe, despite who might see
Your the inspiration that keeps me writing without end
You make me wish i had and unlimited amount of ink in this pen
because each time i write a poem, and you that its about
I start describing why i love you, and the ink in my pen just runs out
You could say im a love poet, but what
would these be without you.
Every syllable, line, metaphor is completely about you
Just, dig through the meaning
I hope you start to understand what my feelings are
Because when i write poetry, i feel this bar set by you and i cant reach
I want to incorporate your beauty into my poems, please teach
since this lesson would take much longer than 1 session
I cant wait for you and i to continue this progression
poem by Jason Murak
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A need to come out
One should always try to come out of frustration?
Three should not be any attempt to create such situation
It must need proper support and evaluation
You must try escape route for the solution
When one is seized with helpless situation
He may make and break the equations
There will not be any thing going on in mind
He may be on move for the way out of any kind
The individual may n0t be able to keep head high
He will be immensely deep with problems and can not sigh
It is urgent need to address and feel comfortable
Nothing should remain worrisome on his table
Though the sky represented emptiness
It had still the quality of vastness
The thoughts can wonder from one end to another
It may shift from one option to other
There is sudden spurt in movement with invasion of dark clouds
it looks as if there is exchange of swords with lot of thunder sounds
some thing will be shed from fierce fight much to the enlightenment of earth
the rain drops may shower on the earth and it may be considered worth
I was not at all at fault and brought disrepute
was it wrong on my part to deny or refute?
Why am I being condemned for no fault of mine?
Will it serve any purpose for them to undermine?
I am regretting the decision of not following lines
It was going all fine when I resisted and declined
It didn’t find any favor but invited open wrath
They were after my blood and pushed me to death
I had done enough for all including family and friends
There was no let up in efforts to take it to logical end
They were still up in arms with hostile reception
I was blindly following them in their words from the inception
They deceived me and give enough rude shock
The time ticked forward but not warned by clock
It had endless movement and moved as usual
Such behavior is considered routine and casual
I had taken so much it to heart and felt badly
I had no other option but to accept sadly
I was not in position to buy or throw
They all proved to me as foes
I had nothing to feel ashamed of myself now
It had taught me to face it how
I didn’t deserve any reward but real sympathy
It did hurt my feelings and took me for pity
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A Rare Flower Blooms Only Once In a Blue Moon!
Just as Nature is an inspiration to spirit
Poetry is an inspiration to the heart ever!
Musical poems full of meaning delight all
Like the freshly blossomed flowers do to all!
Poems delight heart, inspire mind and
Elevate spirit to higher level ever in bliss!
Poems mean inspiration and delight to heart
That remain in mind ever to inspire soul ever!
Nature and poetry are reality and reflection
As Shakespeare did with his art of poems
Reflecting human life in all its totality ever
As rare flowers alive for all to enjoy ever!
Poems of such kind are flowers of rare variety
Such flowers bloom only once in a blue moon!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Am lazy
I like to go crazy
In fact I am very lazy
Take everything easy
Workaholic and very busy
In fact it is different
It doesn’t look apparent
As hills look from distance
For me it is wrong reference
I am exactly the opposite
I get so much delight
I do right a wrong and wrong a right
No to yes as ready to fight
Is it due to indifferent attitude?
Or because of kept in solitude
Whatever the case may be in fact
I go for unusual things and act
What can build a good character?
How can you become a good actor?
Are there any set norms or rules?
Do you think I live among fools?
I love to remain as small child
Act very funny but remain mild
This is only one good quality I have
I sensibly remain cool and behave
There is no use to remain as artificial
Later on it may be known and considered as official
It is true reflection of what is going on in mind
People may take it kindly and don’t mind
This stage is welcome to certain extent
It may create fun at some moment
It may draw sometime an adverse comment
It may still be taken as funny movement
Try to be reasonably good
You may certainly be liked delicious food
People may not take it as affront
You will always be there in front
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A burden on individual
It is great burden on individual if he tries to conceal
His conscience may bite till he doesn’t reveal
It is like mustering medicine on wounds to heal
He may have peace of mind and fee it in real
It is human tendency to feel pinch of salt
He may think all the time about his fault
He may not be in position to hide his guilt
It is human mechanism that is there and inbuilt
One must remain particular about doing small things
His strength lies in feeling great like kings
He may find it convinient o think of powerful desire
His followers may follow suit and always admire
One may feel unwanted and forgotten by everybody
He may have strong urge for hunger in body
H e may feel the impact of poverty despite being rich
Everything may seems to be slipping away beyond his reach
He may feel elated at every success
With God’s blessings he will always have an easy access
It required only humbleness with an earnest try
He should leave it to almighty and never question why?
One should never feel lonely and isolated
Everything should run smoothly and stay related
It may not be possible to keep everything in tact
Less you retain more will be happiness in fact
It becomes impregnable fort if that is fortified
Nothing can penetrate even if honestly tried
We should not create a wall where nothing can go out
It will be then impossible to retrieve from possible rout
Let there be all the doors open for free air to come in
You may have to make less effort to score the win
You may easily converse and have the idea as to how to cope
It may prove not difficult but easy to walk on rope
Feed the one person if you can’t cater many
Try to show you are rich even if you are without penny
The flow will be automatic and the purpose will be served
You may get all what you have longed for and deserved
Spread out message of love and harmony to all
You may still feel guilty conscience to make call
Don’t confine anything to your self but make concerted effort
See to it that you are not failing in making good rapport
Everything will be fine with the advent of self confidence
Your heart may not skip with any of the bad incidence
It may prove to be a great asset on your part
It will good beginning with happy start
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It is matter of joke
When poems offer me stroke
They receive more 'likes' than comments
I console self with 'likes'' rather than resent
At least readers don't offer you brickbats
If they could express and clearly state
But we are all thankful to escape unhurt
Otherwise we must be prepared to receive the bag full of dirt
Now a days politician receive 'Chappals'as gift
There is slight modification in approach or shift
Either it may be stage managed show to draw the attention
Here we find 'likes' and it should be taken as unrecognition
Readers have become wise and miser
We value them as an expert and adviser
More often they offer valuable tips
I take it seriously and soundly sleep
'Uncle you pack your luggage'
'You are on oxygen and has lost an edge'
I take their words in form of blessings
They have no clue and offer misgivings
Today we have more writers than readers
Like wise each house has fewer members and more leaders
Each one is capable of leading big country
But find no support for talent and feel sorry
Each and every poem must find its due recognition
It has hidden message with scope for revelation
If some one likes it, it must find reason
If not then also it needs few words for poet as person
In today's world even best product is not sold in market
It needs some means and ways to reach people with support
It may take years of hard work, labor and pain
Then only he may be able to reach the position or attain
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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It is you
it is not going to stop
you are always on top
in mind and at heart
looking damn handsome and smart
it had slowly start
i liked and felt like part
it is not going to end
we shall remain as friend
I continue to think and wonder
I understand and here line under
How more to convey and reveal?
It is from depth of heart to feel
I don't know how much we may last?
Life is moving on very fast
We are certainly going to make it success
There won't be any break up or pause
Though I am not supposed to fall
It was earnest and sincere call
It was attachment to be felt within
It was at first sight win
I wish it to happen again and again
My eyes just probe and train
All hopes lie on your single yes
Do it if you want shining on face
Nothing to speak but reflect on move
Love may speak silently and prove
What may speak from here stands to grow
It may reflect and clearly show
It is specially driven and understood
Implications and necessity as food
Is it not the friendship coming on fore
That was feeling not known before
I may err in reading the call
It may prove as very high wall
I may try to scale and be on top
There is no chance to come to stop
You may help me to overcome
That will be nice and welcome
I shall stay safe and secured
The place is very much assured
We got to move forward and claim
There is still full love in game
We got to make it reality
That shows our clear ability
We may sail and move to shore
We have still lot more ground to explore
We may appreciate each other and adore
It needs still more and more
We are no exception but a figure
It may may happen with all for sure
It is first and foremost necessity
It is to be enjoyed in simplicity
It is nice to observe decency
It may have lot of frequency
We may met often and observe
Still do not loose the sight and serve
You may go the to extreme end
We may still remain as very good friend
It is customary to be united in life and stay
We got to remain in circle and pave the way
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Is It Beautiful to Say I love You
Is it beautiful to say I love you
Even though I haven’t seen you for ten years?
But you once kissed my neck and you are not my aunt.
I still feel you there, and you are behind my eyes.
I look upon you though I haven’t seen you for
All this time.
You said two years ago that I don’t
Really know you, but that was on the telephone.
How come? I want to know
You, and in the language my hands create, I pretend
To know you. I know you! Or I am just foolish
And have never loved.
Stand in front of me and tell me you
Do not love me, and then I will leave you alone,
Though you might follow me if you wish,
With the trail my heart bleeds.
My favorite high school teacher says these
Poems are good, even though they are all about you.
He says get over you, but he also didn’t know
That I could graduate—I say, I don’t need to
Get over you. You are all that I have.
In fact, I need you.... not so much the poems....
And is that all there is when I touch myself
Involuntarily in the night, because I need you there?
Or will you finally come to me, and allow us to
Create for real all that I have hoped
And written.
poem by Bret R. Crabrooke
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A Poet Tried To Shackle My Words
A poet tried to shackle my words,
as if from every poem
the message was stripped,
as if nowhere there was any mastery
of rhythm and sound to be found
as if I had sold my soul
to masses of people reading my verses,
as if I live in disrespect
to the expertise that a great poet
displays in his work
as if every line of mine
was just a wild cacophony
that I had flung together
in a utter hurry
to shower down on crowds of people.
Yet I while I swam against a tempest sea,
sticking to the truth and integrity,
trying to find answers to life’s mysteries
and problems
trying to expose injustice and oppression
there was boasting about a elitis clique
that totally excludes me
but they were going along the path
of political correctness and maybe indifference,
being far too scared to ruffle some feathers,
writing verses sixty times over and over
before they were becoming poems somehow,
before their words were catching some magic
believing that a great poem,
is like a jigsaw puzzle,
that you have got to unravel
with a dictionary,
where simple words can fuse together
with a own type of magic,
lacking in the ability
to find poetry in ordinary things,
to create poetry in lines
that by themselves fuses together
to create something great
but my words kept on coming,
falling into lines,
as if designed by a divine presence
and by themselves fused
into much deeper meaning
than I could find with my own abilities.
poem by Gert Strydom
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