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Happy Father's Day

oh so little time
we spent with each
other i feel mushy
to write this but then
like the obligation
you had towards me
Here it is a belated
Happy Father's Day

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Happy Birthday Scarlett (Belated)

I meant to write this yesterday,
because yesterday was your birthday.
Therefore, it’s better late than never
as the old saying says.
Now Scarlett when I first saw her name appear,
it reminded me of Scarlet O’Hara
in that famous book Gone With The Wind.
However, this Scarlett is nothing like her at all.
She is warm, friendly, charming and a friend to everyone.
As a good poet and a great friend
don’t worry about looking in the mirror
to find a wrinkle or two there,
from this side of the Atlantic there is none to be seen.
A belated Happy Birthday my friend.
I sincerely hope you had a happy one
surrounded with love from your family and friends.
Once again, I shall say
A BELATED HAPPY BIRTHDAY SCARLETT.

poem by David Harris
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Ode to Mom

I wish you was here
Happy mother's day
I know if you was here
you would be proud
of your son he is in college
now Villa Maria to
be exact wish you was
But I know you in heaven
and I wouldn't haven't any other
way you happy so am I
you up there with your father
my aunt, my grandparents,
your grandparents,
and with jesus himself
so I am happy for
you and before I go
happy mothers day
and happy belated
birthday and if you
were here you would
be 55 Rip to you all
day everyday
peace and love
from your son
William Shomari Khilil Perry 4th.

poem by Khilil Perry
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Mushy Peas

Minty green and mean,
Mushy pea clean.
Add to the plate,
Of your best mate.
Mushy peas and chips,
Raised to the lips.
Believe me when I say,
A sensation so intense,
Will leave you, in suspense.
Mushy peas
Minty green, yet supreme.

poem by Nick Strong
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In Prayer to You

Thank you, My Father
For all that You've done for me.
For all that you've done for me...
I thank You, My Father.

Thank You...
Father, Father, Father!
Thank You...
Father, Father, Father!
Thank You...
Father, Father, Father!
For all that you've done for me.

In the early morning hours,
When I arise to greet the Sun...
I feel blessed and prepared,
With such gratefulness...
In prayer to You.
This I must do!

And when noon approaches...
No matter what I have done,
Before that time comes...
That may create a disturbance,
I did not invite nor did I make.
I find time to show it is You I appreciate.
In prayer to You.
This I must do!

Whether or not...
Thunder storms roar,
Or rain drops fall to pitter and pat.
Thank you, My Father
For all that You've done for me.
For all that you've done for me...
I thank You, My Father.

And at the oncoming of Sunset...
Not one moment do I forget,
The power of Your presence...
That showers the blessings,
From You I get!

Thank You...
Father, Father, Father!
Thank You...
Father, Father, Father!
Thank You...
Father, Father, Father!
In prayer to You.
This I must do!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Was A Time Of Poetry

It was a time of poetry-
A time when Beauty came easy and laughing on the page-
A time when all those things that make life happy
Seemed to be here-
A joyous time
A time when I could write and feel free
A time for poetry
A gift for now
How I must write and write
So long as I have it in me.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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Natures River.

Hours working, long spent,
always out, time gone by.
Time taken, not lent,
a frustrating sigh.
Innocence missed,
over the years how they grow,
Only time to reminisce,
wish time would go slow.
Done to repel hunger pangs and the need to survive,
life doesn't offer a second chance; it takes and will never give.
Seize every moment, use every second given.
It must be spent, whilst everyone is living.
Again how they grow,
be and take part.
It's on with the show,
though a belated start.!

guy lipmore.

December.1990

poem by Guy Lipmore
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Happy Female Father’s Day

I patiently waited for another year,
For father’s day to come
To wish that special person a happy day
Happy father’s day, to my mom

The father figure, was very rare
Games together were numb
I wonder what a father’s love might be
Happy father’s day, to my mom.

So on this day set aside for dads,
I want to let you know
That you are the one I treasure most,
And to you my love I owe

Thank you for another father’s day,
I longed for this day to come,
Never knowing the love, of a visiting dad
Happy father’s day, to my mom

My mother dear, my mother dear,
You are the best, in every way
So I stand tall and wish for you
A happy female father’s day.

poem by Troy Brown
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Belated Birthday Wishes

Dear Diana I send you kisses.
Belated Birthday Wishes,
Hope your day was filled with well wishes,
That you receive many real kisses.

Happy Belated Birthday!

poem by Philo Yan
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Who is obligated?

Obligated to take care,
Obligated to spare,
Obligated to be awake,
Obligated to sacrifice,
Obligated to worry,
Obligated to keep smile,
Obligated for life,
Obligated for the name,
Obligated for giving birth,
Obligated for the initial,
Obligated with responsibilities.

What obligation do they have,
When they disown them?
What obligation do they have,
when they abandon them?
What obligation do they have,
when they torture them?
What obligation do they have,
when they walk over them?
What obligation do human have,
when they are alone?

poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Why Do I Write

I write from my sadness
I write from the madness
I write because I have something to say
I write to pass the day
I write only from the heart
I write for sometimes I am not that smart
Whatever is in head just comes out on paper (in this case a word document) , and I go with the flow
Write to let my mind go

I follow my hand to where ever it takes me
I write all the things that I can see
I write when I am happy, but not as much
I write from my heart that you can touch
I write because I’d go insane
I am driven to write quell my pain

At times I feel alone so I write what I am feeling
I write for it is self-healing
Confident not so I write it all away
I write and write to pass the day
I write to comfort my soul that cries out in the night
I write for love is always out of sight
I write so I don't have to cry any more
I write for I have no one to adore
I write so someone somewhere will hear my plea
I write for someone is out there for me
I am lost and I the clown
I write to turn my frown upside down

I write to embrace the sadness I hide inside
I write with my heart opened wide
I write to silence the ghost
I write for I’ve been let down by the one I loved the most
I write through the stormy weather
I write for I am light as a feather
I am not a writer nor am I a poet
I write for the grief I do know it

I will write until I draw my last breath
I write because I'll die a lonely death
I have to write for strangers delight
I write because I have to write
I write for my own happiness
I write to relieve my stress
I write because I have no other choice
I write as if I was writing a letter
I write because I can’t do any better
I write because I am afraid not to
I write for this is what I do
I write for I give a damn
I write just because I am

poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Split-Feelings

I'm sorry that it was you in that crash
I'm sorry that you got hurt
I'm sorry that you're in the hospital
I'm sorry that I can't be there
I'm sorry that I can't help you through this
I'm sorry that I can't talk to you everyday
I'm sorry that it happened like this
I'm sorry for every arguement we got into
I'm sorry for any stress I may of caused you
I'm sorry that I couldnt give you all I wanted to
However
I'm happy that we met
I'm happy we became best friends
I'm happy that we spent a lot of time together
I'm happy for all the good times we shared
I'm happy for everything we've gone through
I'm happy that we use to talk everyday
I'm happy for spending ISS with you
I'm happy for being able to have a class with you
I'm happy that we used to skip classes together
I'm happy for having the chance to know you
To know that your happy will make me even happier.

poem by Ashley Olson
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All writers … have an obligation to our readers: it's the obligation to write true things, especially important when we are creating tales of people who do not exist in places that never were — to understand that truth is not in what happens but what it tells us about who we are. Fiction is the lie that tells the truth, after all.

quote by Neil Gaiman
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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Descent

The story read for you today,
you questioned what it meant.
I searched the symbols it conveyed
and found the meanings rent.

The truth profound but not around,
and you, your focus spent;
on surface flotsam, tragic clowns,
and show a locus of decent.

If youth be spent in tenements
and hungry hunter's spoor
what need for guiding confidence
upon the distant shore.

To argue with a spirit bold
This out of body experience
making one feel really old
while the listeners experiment.

The father's, father mimed the world
the father's, father spoke the word.
The father's son becomes the story
Seeking fame, the fortune and the glory.

Then come father, come to be son,
the lessons learned become undone.
The future son hones his decent
while slowly saving for the rent.

poem by Cer Cruz
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My Childhood Memories

Childhood memories are often steeped in mystery.
The older we get the memories exclude
sometimes things we might find painful as we journeyed on.
I tried to visualise my childhood as a happy one,
though I know in my heart it was a very much lonely one.
Not only was I shy, but I never mixed very well.
I spent so much of my time nearly always on my own.
The only exciting time I can remember
was one summer I spent with friends of my father
whom I referred to as Aunt Elsie and Uncle Jim.
For the two months I spent with them
in a small town called Allison
hold some of the best memories of my childhood.
It was away from my parents
and into someone’s house that cared.
I went fishing every day
in the stream at the end of the garden,
made many friends
and had one of the most enjoyable times
of my childhood
that will always live within me.

5-6 June 2008

poem by David Harris
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It's not about you

I feel happy not cause I’m with you, you just happens to be there.
I feel happy not thinking of you, the thought of you just happens to cross my mind.
I feel happy not for loving you, but to know that I’m able to love.
I feel happy not for saying goodbye, but for the memories I collected.
I feel happy not to have you far from me, but to know that we still care for each other even in distance.
I feel happy cause I just feel like it.

poem by Ester Angy
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No Father?

At times I feel so hurt because i got wounded so deeply.
I know You are there for me, Father my peace and comfort.
I turn towards you murmuring the word 'Father' and slowly.
I look towards you and pour out my pain and the much hurt

Even though I do not have a loving father to this day
I have You who is my true caring Father who loves me fully
When I am hurting, seeing other children happy today
due to the fact they have a loving father who loves them wholly.

I am so hurt, looking at my friends who have such a great live.
I am not enving them, all I want is to be happy and to be loved.
but then I see You turning towards me, You show me so much love
Lord You comfort me like a true father would, I feel so loved

Like a ray of sunshine I sense Your gentle kind fatherly comfort
I pray to you Father when I am in misery, pain or when happy
I realise I have You my true Father so I am free no more hurt.
I pray to you Lord, day and night so that I am no more weary.

When I am sad I slowly cry out to You in a desperate voice of mine
I call onto to You saying these words, 'Father, Father, Father'
I do like calling You father because I get the joy, oh so divine.
I love You so deeply My true compationate Heavenly Father.

When I pray I say, 'Father My provider, Father My God'
My whole prayer are full of the words 'Father'.......father, father
I am thankful that You gave me Your truly fatherly love Lord.
I love you so much even though I have no loving father.

I do not know why I refer to my God as 'Father' not Lord or God
but I find this peace and satifaction when I do call You father
I love my Heavenly Father so much, oh how you give joy, oh God
I somehow find comfort when call on You, You are my only loving father

Oh how Jesus loves me...............How I love Him

poem by Trulyyours Cross
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Yesterday

My friend says I was not a good son
you understand
I say yes I understand

he says I did not go
to see my parents very often you know
and I say yes I know

even when I was living in the same city he says
maybe I would go there once
a month or maybe even less
I say oh yes

he says the last time I went to see my father
I say the last time I saw my father

he says the last time I saw my father
he was asking me about my life
how I was making out and he
went into the next room
to get something to give me

oh I say
feeling again the cold
of my father's hand the last time

he says and my father turned
in the doorway and saw me
look at my wristwatch and he
said you know I would like you to stay
and talk with me

oh yes I say

but if you are busy he said
I don't want you to feel that you
have to
just because I'm here

I say nothing

he says my father
said maybe
you have important work you are doing
or maybe you should be seeing
somebody I don't want to keep you

I look out the window
my friend is older than I am
he says and I told my father it was so
and I got up and left him then
you know

though there was nowhere I had to go
and nothing I had to do

poem by William Stanley Merwin
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Father Of Night

Father of night, father of day,
Father, who taketh the darkness away,
Father, who teacheth the bird to fly,
Builder of rainbows up in the sky,
Father of loneliness and pain,
Father of love and father of rain.
Father of day, father of night,
Father of black, father of white,
Father, who build the mountain so high,
Who shapeth the cloud up in the sky,
Father of time, father of dreams,
Father, who turneth the rivers and streams.
Father of grain, father of wheat,
Father of cold and father of heat,
Father of air and father of trees,
Who dwells in our hearts and our memories,
Father of minutes, father of days,
Father of whom we most solemnly praise.

song performed by by Bob Dylan
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Good to write poems

I want everyone in theworld
To write poems
Poems is the best to happy writing
Anger sad and pain
Which you write it in poems
Heal faster and better
Than any medicine in theworld
Because I know I write
In anger sad pain and much joy
Romance exotic and love
Society reality and life
Religion GOD and fantasia
I write what I feel and heard
Peaceful within, no more hurt or sad
Anger all to happiness and
Forgiveness you find
Solution you get
The joy the fulfillment
The happy feeling and heal
I can’t felt it until each poem I write

poem by See Fee Lee
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A Happy Song

I need to write
A happy song tonight
To find that tune
And touch the moon
Caressed by the light
It feels so right
Cause not every night
You're holding me tight

I have to write
A happy song tonight
To find that rhythm
Of the heart's hymn
To be one with the beat
Of your laughter so sweet
Cause not every night
I feel so right

And the stars will be dancing
To this happy song I've written
And the clouds will be singing
With thunder's heavy drummin'
Cause not every night
We surrender and not fight

Let's feel the music
Of this happy song, its so sick
Breathe in, give in
I will make you live again