You wouldnt want to be Him
fan met a friend
of her admired poet
and started asking
all things about him
whether he is
friendly, lovely,
artistic to the
routines of
the poet's life
the friend smiled
and gladly answered
all the questions
but gave a damper
when he concluded
it with 'but You wouldnt
want to be him'.
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo

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The Poet I Am', And 'The Poet I Am Not
The poet I am, and the poet I am not
‘The poet I am’ says
To ‘the poet I am not’,
‘Why can’t I be more like you? ’
And ‘the poet I am not’ says
‘Because you are not good enough’
And ‘the poet I am’ begins to cry,
And ‘the poet I am not’ says
‘Real poets cry for more meaningful things’
And ‘the poet I am’ says ‘I am who I am and what I will be means so much to me. But still I am not the poet I wanted to be’.
And ‘the poet I am not’ says
‘Exactly. Were you less concerned with who you are and more concerned with others you might be a bit more of a poet than you are now.’
And ‘the poet I am’ is silent.
And ‘the poet I am not’is somewhere else being someone else
That ‘the poet I am and the poet I am not’ cannot see or dream.
poem by Shalom Freedman

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Before a Poetry Reading
'Poet! Poet! Poet! Poet! '
I'm feeling nervous but I mustn't show it!
'Poet! Poet! Poet! Poet! '
I hope to heaven that I won't blow it!
'Poet! Poet! Poet! Poet! '
I mustn't reveal that I'm a second-rate poet!
I'm only a rhymer, but they don't know it!
If you've got no talent you'll have to grow it!
'Poet! Poet! Poet! Poet! '
poem by John Thorkild Ellison

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A Friend LikeYou
A friend like you is like no other friend
A friend like you is a friend I don't regret meeting
A friend like you is like a friend I can't scream at or fight with
A friend like you is like having no worries in my life
A friend like you is a friend that I don't want to lose
A friend like you is like being in comfort all day
A friend like you is a friend I always wanted
A friend like you is awesomely awesome
A friend like you is random and funny
A friend like you is a friend that I love to death and I will never let go
A friend like you is a friend I can tell all my secrets to
A friend like you..
A friend like you is like the little sister I've always wanted
A friend that I can go to tell them what's wrong
A friend like you is like having no dark days because you brighten them up
A friend like you is a friend that opens up my eyes and helps me avoid bad things
A friend like you is a type of friend that laughs at dumb things I say or do
A friend like you is a friend I am proud to call my best friend...
poem by Shubham Kumar

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A Friend Like You
A friend like you is like no other friend
A friend like you is a friend i dont regret meeting
A friend like you is like a friend i cant scream at or fight with
A friend like you is like having no worries in my life
A friend like you is a friend that i dont want to lose
A friend like you is like being in comfort all day
A friend like you is a friend i always wanted
A friend like you is awesomly awesome
A friend like you is random and funny
A friend like you is a friend that i love to death and i will never let go
A friend like you is a friend i can tell all my secrets to
A friend like you..
A friend like you is like the little sister ive always wanted
A friend that i can go to to tell them whats wrong
A friend like you is like having no dark days because you brighten them up
A friend like you is a friend that opens up my eyes and helps me avoid bad things
A friend like you is a type of friend that laughs at dumb things i say or do
A friend like you is a friend i am proud to call my best friend...
poem by Jenni Cortes

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This Poet Is Always Beside You
You are reading my poem but,
This poet is never known;
However, this poet is always beside you.
I am on your lips and,
I am in your mouth;
I am in your heart and,
I am in your mind;
Because, this poet is always beisde you.
This poet writes and others read,
This poet speaks and others listen,
And this poet is always beside you;
But, this poet is never known.
The works of this poet are on the internet,
And, they are being read by many! !
But, this poet is never known;
However, this poet is always beside you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis

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Poet is free
Poet is free
No grammarian can guide the poet
Do not tell before a poet you are dare
And I know there are so many grammarians
With so many grammars
The poet is one with truth with love
All the grammars old middle modern
Are of no use for a poet
At the time of poet's thought
Poet's love poet's poetry
Nobody can search research poet's history
Nobody can dare to described poet
Poet can create his own language
His own grammar and it does not bother the poet
Whether you like it or not
Leave the poet on his own way
It is better you to read him love him
If you are alive.
poem by Gajanan Mishra

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Happy Belated Birthday Andy
For my friend Andrew Mark Wilkinson
To Andy, I call him a friend,
but some friend I seem to be,
when I let his birthday pass by,
without saying Happy Birthday.
Therefore, I must apologise
for my oversight my friend.
Although this is nine days late,
May I take this time to say
I hope you had a wonderful Birthday.
I have no excuses for overlooking
a friend from my Birthday poem list.
As I read Andy’s poems almost daily,
I feel guilty that I overlooked his Birthday.
Andy is our resident Romantic poet,
whose poems of love and passion
fills quite a few with joy,
and whose friendship I value.
He writes from the heart
of loves entanglement there,
sometimes mirroring at times his own life.
A great poet and a great friend to all.
Therefore, from this friend who sadly forgot
a Happy Belated Birthday my friend, nine days late.
poem by David Harris

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A Friend And A Best Friend
Sorry for the stupid things that I have said
A best friend will always know the right things to say to you
Sorry for not listening more instead
A best friend will always listen to you
Sorry for the hurt I may have caused to your heart
A best friend will always get rid of your pain for you
Sorry for the times I had to depart
A best friend will always finish what they have started with you
Sorry for not always being tough
A best friend will always be strong for you
Sorry for not apologizing enough
A best friend will always accept an apology from you
Sorry for the times that you were ignored
A best friend will always have time for you
Sorry for not saying thank you more
A best friend will always find time to thank you for being you
Sorry for not being a better friend
A best friend will always be there for you
Sorry for all the loose ends
A best friend will always find time to fulfill these things for you
poem by Jared Riesen

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A Friend.
The summer was warm,
it gave me delight,
for all i needed, was a friend,
that would hold me tight.
A friend to hug,
a friend to help,
a friend whose there,
when i yelp.
The day was lovely,
my heart was warm,
at last, a phone call!
but sweat filled my palm.
It was a beautiful summers day,
it gave me the chills!
i just need a,
friend to sit on the hills.
I Prayed to God to Send Me A Friend
I prayed to God to send me a friend
Who had things in common with me
Someone who looks beyond here and now
Who lives life joyfully
I prayed to God to send me a friend
Because I was lonlely for someone who
Tries to walk in God's light, as is good and right
A friend who is honest and true
I prayed to God to send me a friend
Who nurtures me back in return
And talks of things that matters in life
Who's open to what life has to learn
I prayed to God to send me a friend
Who shows concern for me when I hurt
Someone who listens, when I have something to say
And who cares for me, even at my worst
I prayed to God to send me a friend
Who likes Irish music as I do
Someone who is proud of her culture and past
And enjoys a good verse or two
I prayed to God to send me a friend
And he listened to me too
My prayers have been answered, He sent me a friend
My good friend, he sent me........you.
poem by Kathleen West

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A Circle Of Friends
poet-Faizan
I can talk with a friend,
and walk with a friend,
and share my umbrella in the rain.
I can play with a friend, and stay with a friend,
and learn with a friend,
And explain
I can eat with a friend,
and compete with afriend,
and sometimes disagree,
I can ride with afriend,
and take pride with with afriend,
A friend can mean so much to me! !
I had a box of crayons,
All shiny, straight, and new.
I lent a friend a crayon,
And -oops-it broke in two1
My friend said he was sorry,
But i said'I don't care',
'cause now we both can colour
with one crayon-we share! '
poem by Faizan Sarang

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The life of a Poet
The poet listens
the poet hears
he writes down
all his fears.
He observes things
that others don't
going to places
that others won't.
Inspired by simple things
like a sound or smell
the poet has lots
of stories to tell.
Even when asleep
his mind isn't at rest
in fact this is the time
it's at it's creative best.
The poet can be a restless soul
his life reflected on the page
some verse can be sweet and mild
then full of anger and rage.
The poet can be mysterious
and write in a strange way
he will say Black is White
and that night is day.
The poet is an artist
but instead of paint it's the word
painters want their work to be seen
but poets just need to be heard.
poem by Kevin Halls

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A Friend With Worries
A friend is like no other friend
A friend is a friend i dont regret meeting
A friend is like a friend i cant scream at or fight with
A friend is like having no worries in my life
A friend is a friend that i dont want to lose
A friend is like being in comfort all day
a friend is the best you ever had
a friend lets you know there secrets
a friend is someone you can trust with anything
a friend is someone that can help you out
a friend is someone with a shoulder to cry on
a friend is someone who helps sort boy troubles ot
a friend is someone who will never let you down
a friend is someone who you can always rely on
poem by Michelle Louise Commons

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The Poet
The poet can only utter the word fine
The poet has to bear the sorrow and the sin.
The poet can only say I am happy
The poet can only say I feel no aches no pain
The poet can only say I am not in loss
The poet can only say I am in the side of only gain.
poem by Gajanan Mishra

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Morning Sunshine
This poet is so seductive
This poet is now strange to me
This poet is so bold
This little girl doesn't want to see
The little girl has known this poet
ever since
But the little girl is already
tired of this poet
She just wants to play.
Not any passing minute
She hasn't have
any word of
allegory
metonymy and
simile
Take me away from this poet yet
the little girl must empty first
the words of this poet
Before she is free to play
in the morning sunshine
and go away from this busy poet
Do you think I'm too young to see?
Do you agree?
This poet won't let me
play out in the middle of the rain
This poet won't let me
see the afternoon sway
This poet won't let me
see the morning gay
Let me see the Morning Sunshine
Let me see!
But this poet
Won't let me
I'll just watch t.v
and sing
her poetry
poem by Mary Jesusa Villegas

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I Am Not The Poet's Poet But Perhaps The Would- Be- Poet's Would-Be Poet
I AM NOT THE POET’S POET BUT PERHAPS THE WOULD- BE- POETS WOULD – BE –POET
I am not the poet’s poet-
The one poets of name and fame admire-
But perhaps the would- be- poets would be – poet-
Who tries to be a poet
And tries to understand what it means
To love poetry and live by writing it
Even when the world does not recognize me..
.
poem by Shalom Freedman

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Poet, O Poet
Let not the dog out
The poet cried.
Poet, poet, O poet
Imagine, imagine and imagine
Your imagination is our wealth
Your imagination is our health
Imagine, imagine and imagine
Create things on your own
In your own world my dear poet
That is not known and that is owned.
Let not the dog out
The poet cried.
Poet, poet, O poet
We have no control over anything
We have no control over the land
That is dreamy.
It is only you O poet
Who can control us from that land
Where nothing to be shame
Where no body is there to blame
Where there is only fame and fame.
poem by Gajanan Mishra

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Self Portrait
My friend, leave before you fall into my trap
My friend, I’m not what I pretend to be
My friend, I’ll only scar you
My friend, you chose the wrong fiend to befriend
My friend, I backstab all who trust me
My friend, I lie to all who speak so fondly of my deeds
My friend, I’ll bring nothing more than trouble to your doorstep
My friend, I’ll never be there when you call
My friend, I’m addicted to this way of life
My friend, I only care for things that add to my pathetic ruin
My friend, I don’t care for anybody but myself
My friend, I’m what your mother said a devil might turn out to be
My friend, I’m not proud of all of this
My friend, I’m simply honest and indiscreet
My friend, I’m losing but I’m happy and relaxed
My friend, I think you should stick around for another night and try your luck
poem by Dmitriy Kokarev

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My Friend
'Til the end...
'Til the end...
Verse 1
My friend, Kelly's got a problem in her life
She's got a man who doesn't love her
And never treats her right
Now he hits her and he beats her
And nearly took her life
And now she's lying in a hospital bed
And all I can do is cry
Chorus
She was my friend
'Til the end
There's no-one better than her
She was always there
'Til the end
There was no need to apologise
She never did nothing
She was my friend
'Til the end
Verse 2
My friend, Jamie, he'd never had a fight
He was the sweetest kind of guy
He could always make me smile
Then he caught the street life
And he started selling drugs
Then they found him in a puddle
And it was no love
Chorus
He was my friend
'Til the end
There's no-one better than him
He was always there
'Til the end
There was no need to apologise
He never did nothing to me
He was my friend
'Til the end
Middle 8
You gotta love yourself
Hold youself
Squeeze yourself
Kiss yourself
And never let nobody
Else come disrespect yourself
Life is short and life is good
And life is sweet
But you never know
When life will come and pull you off your feet
You only get one chance
You gotta take it
If you believe in you
You're gonna make it
Whenever things go wrong
Now you can make it right
Don't ever let no-one
No-one control your life
Chorus
He was my friend
'Til the end
There's no-one better than him
He was always there
'Til the end
There was no need to apologise
She never did nothing to me
She was my friend
'Til the end
He was my friend
She was my friend
'Til the end
'Til the end
'Til the end
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The Poet Who No Longer Believes In Himself
THE POET WHO NO LONGER BELIEVES IN HIMSELF
The poet who no longer believes in himself
And writes on anyway-
The poet who is too weak to stop writing-
The poet who has died as a poet,
Before he has as a person-
The poet who may never have lived as a poet-
The old old old schnook,
Still trying to write a poem
And believing he has done it once again.
poem by Shalom Freedman

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