Poets' Poems
Poetry guesses at its mistakes,
One poet conquers ailments
That words define, with breaks,
And then the poems are settlements.
We love beauty of face and decision,
In the way is leadership of heaven,
One might have ultimate precision
So that the factory joins the given.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The Poet Writes Of Poems And Poets And Poetry
THE POET WRITES OF POEMS AND POETS AND POETRY
The poet writes of poems and poets and poetry,
And the world goes by
And nothing is done.
And the sky- the sky.
Is it still above?
And Love and Kindness
Are they still deep in us,
Words or not?
Without Poetry the world does not exist for the poet-
But for others,
Dreams have other names,
And Music plays on,
And singing and laughter
Go on as the Beauty of Light.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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It Is A Habit
writing poems
when you really write poems
everyday and every moment of your life
even when you're in the middle of your
bread and butter eating thing
or even when you are defecating
writing poems becomes a habit
even when you sleep even when you dream
writing poems becomes a part of your system
you eat poetry you vomit poetry
you digest poetry you poo poetry
you breathe poetry you sweat poetry
you love poetry and you live with your poetry
and at the end you die with poetry
and your epitaph says: here lies the poet,
choked with poetry.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Poet Loses His Power For Poetry
A POET LOSES HIS POWER FOR POETRY
A poet loses his power for poetry
He can put down words
But they no longer have poetry in them
Something of the feeling of what real poetry is
is gone.
He strives
He writes again and again
He puts words down in the forms and in the shapes his poems usually take
But he has no poetry in him
He has lost what he is
And all he can do
is strive again and again
Word after word
Silence after silence
To hear within himself again
A voice he does not have.
The poet is writing poetry
And it is not poetry
The poet is dead
And he is pretending to be alive
Is this a poem?
Is he a poet
Is he dead?
Is he alive?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Poems About Poems About Poems
Poems about poems about poems-
More poems and more poems and more poems-
Poems poems poems poems poems-
How many poems?
How much poetry
Until there is no poetry at all?
But only 'words' and 'words' and 'words'
Until one goes far away
Where there was never a poem before-
And suddenly hears
“Let there be Light”.
And Poetry perhaps
Is born again.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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A Spirit Of Poetry!
when a spirit of poetry decent,
it came
In a form of dove
When it came
Jesus became first poet under sun
And Almighty God
Was already, first poet over sun?
Using Poetry in poetic foam
Almighty GOD spoke through poetry
And he is a poet himself
Now his poetry is everywhere, and anywhere
We interact with poets
Words are like soil, are everywhere
Brighter that Sun
His poetic lights lead the way
When he likes
He will come
He will be in poetic foam
To Re-arrange poems
Schedule them in a poetic manner
On a judgment, He will met poets first
And secondly meet
Those who haven't written a poem
To Discuss similes, metaphors and personifications
Future of poetry is in heaven
poem by Jacques Sprenkie Mateya
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Potential Poetry!
Love has no fear whatsoever in the world;
Poet does all by his love of all matters here;
Poetry is inspiring words of poet for all!
What's not possible by poetry is nothing!
Impossible is expressed in possible words
Making unknown known by poetry only!
Forms and style are poets own creations;
Poetry is ever new in expression of ideas
Inspiring all to be enthusiastic, enlightened!
Love of Nature, life, beauty and love poetry
Explores always deep to express truth new!
Poets are gods of Earth to men to new realm!
Poetry briefly converges all in a nutshell
As powerful as atomic energy in control!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Love Conquers All
L-o-v-e love conquers all
Making like a romeo, making on a juliet (she said)
Maybe youre a montague, maybe youre a capulet
Maybe you dont trust me yet, let me light your cigarette
Be you shark, be you jet, never forget that
Love conquers all (l-o-v-e love)
Love conquers all (l-o-v-e love)
When bogart saw bacall
He knew that love conquers all (l-o-v-e love)
(woah) its only love, yeah
Love conquers all
Making life a monument, making love a strategy (she said)
Baby youre so confident, why the hell you asking me
Savages from hostile tribes, slug it out on alibies
All for love, all just lies, open those eyes (sing)
Love conquers all (l-o-v-e love)
Love conquers all (l-o-v-e love)
When hate is strong, fear stands tall
Love conquers all
(woah) its only love, yeah
Love conquers all
Anyone who loves you, anyone who breaks your heart
Anyone who makes you feel this way
Feelings deep enough to swim in
Back stroke, or crawl
Its just the beginning
Love conquers all
Love conquers all (l-o-v-e love)
Love conquers all (l-o-v-e love)
You can beg, steal or crawl (l-o-v-e love)
Love conquers all (l-o-v-e love)
When hate is strong, fear stands tall
Love conquers all
L-o-v-e, l-o-v-e love conquers all
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The Deceased Poets Of Nature
Such beautiful poems to Nature they did write
The poetry we love for to read and recite
May they rest in peace now where-ever they lay
The deceased poets of Nature their poems live today
They glorified Nature and her praises they sung
And though they may be long dead their poems remain young
the poets of the land and the poets of the sea
In their beautiful poetry their greatness we do see
Their poems and their songs I loved as a boy
And their poems and their songs I will always enjoy
The beauty of Nature they did celebrate
And beauty in their words they loved to create.
Great insights of Nature from them we did gain
The beauty of their words with us does remain
We loved them for their poems in decades long gone
The deceased poets of Nature their poems living on.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Poetry
Poetry....
.... are words that create beauty
Poetry....
.... are words that are that are illusions of
the Imagination
Poetry....
.... is the art of saying nothing to saying everything Poetry....
.... is like a marriage that are bonded together
to produce bonded together hatred or love Poetry....
.....is a way of how a poet views the world
poem by Frank Pulver
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Poetry Undefined
Poetry is a great many things
to each poet you see,
Poetry even has various meanings
as to what it is to me
Overall,
Poetry is the means
By which my heart communicates,
My mind finds the words
For these feelings and translates
Sometimes,
Poetry is my lover
My fantasies he fulfills
Beckoning me to crisp, white sheets
where my blacks and blues I spill
Or,
Poetry comes as a mysterious moon
appearing softly in the night,
age old secrets of the universe
he reveals to me with his light
See,
Poetry is my spirit
the connection to the Divine,
It lets me see what I am to be,
let’s me soar when I feel confined
So,
Don’t try too hard to define
What poetry really is
Just know that what you get from a poem
Is all a poet had to give
11.25.02
poem by Tamika Stubblefield
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All These Poems About Poems
All these poems about poems
Where do they lead?
The world is so rich in so many other things
Write poems about them.
At twilight I look out
At strangers walking
To do their errands of preparation
for Sukkot.
A poem should have some Beauty in it
And not just be an effort at recording observations-
The scarlet bright flowers rage at me from the distance
I cannot translate their Beauty to words -
There is so much I have seen
And so much I will never write –
And so many Poems beyond my Imagination.
All these poems about my failing at poetry
And about translating the Beauty of the world to words-
This is a poem I not know how to properly finish.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Poetry and Poet
Poetry is poet's inner world,
Churnings of Self in distinct words;
Poetry is not black and white,
Grey, nuances of diverse hues
In kaleidoscopic word-networks
That capture all formless clouds
In the deep sky of the poet's world.
Poetry is poet's outer world,
His expressions in proper norms;
Bare thoughts, his rogue fights within
Dressed well for the popular nod;
Poet's world, a messy snake-pit,
A burrow of rats, snakes, insects,
Fighting to spring in riotous words,
Filter'd for world in elegant words.
Poetry is never a judgement,
Sheer whispers from heart to heart
Beyond what words do transport;
Words in lilt and dance, poetry,
Links they bond, cadence they ring,
Makes a poetry, a true poetry,
A mirror of poet's inner turmoils,
His hopes and strengths in right words,
Indecisions he suffer, his deeper Self.
Poetry is release from inner cauldron,
Steams from within in guise of words,
Quiet flames of the inner hearth
That flared for long finding a vent;
Poetry, a relief, a joy of sharing,
Sharing the Self with the world outside,
Back to the source from where all came;
Poet is the priest, poetry, his hymns,
Offered to the world for peace and grace.
Poetry sprouts from the morass of soul
And grows out of poet like pipal tree
And outstays him;
Fleeting is poet, but not his poems,
Poetry is the poet universalised;
It sucks his thoughts, sucks his force,
Spreads outwards to enrich the world
And leaves the poet richer and strong
Like fire and good deeds always are,
How much you share, so richer you are.
poem by Praveen Kumar
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A Poet Of Our Time
He doesn't like non rhyming poetry ignore what he has to say
About your fashionable writing you are the poet of the day
Your thoughts on paper are as deep as the ocean you are a wise one indeed
You are an emerging writer as a poet you will succeed
Everyone has their opinions no two exactly the same
He doesn't like modern poetry but he has not sullied your name
It only means you are a good writer when others your works criticize
You are a poet of the future you've won a literary prize
At poetry nights you read your verses and always for you there's an encore
You feel so proud and so happy when the audience they beg you for more
People love you for your poetry see you as a poetic great
But not everyone as you know your success will celebrate
He is a man of the fifties he only likes poems that rhyme
So many do love your poetry you are a poet of our time.
poem by Francis Duggan
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A Poet Of Our
He doesn't like non rhyming poetry ignore what he has to say
About your fashionable writing you are the poet of the day
Your thoughts on paper are as deep as the ocean you are a wise one indeed
You are an emerging writer as a poet you will succeed
Everyone has their opinions no two exactly the same
He doesn't like modern poetry but he has not sullied your name
It only means you are a good writer when others your works criticize
You are a poet of the future you've won a literary prize
At poetry nights you read your verses and always for you there's an encore
You feel so proud and so happy when the audience they beg you for more
People love you for your poetry see you as a poetic great
But not everyone as you know your success will celebrate
He is a man of the fifties he only likes poems that rhyme
So many do love your poetry you are a poet of our time.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Love Is
They say its a river, that circles the earth
A beam of light shining to the edge of the universe
It conquers all, it changes everything
They say its a blessing, they say its a gift
They say its a miracle
And I believe that it is
It conquers all, but its a mystery
Love breaks your heart
Love takes no less than everything
Love makes it hard
And it fades away so easily
In this world weve created
In this place that we live
In the blink of an eye the darkness slips in
Love lights the world
Unites the lovers for eternity
Love breaks the chains
Love aches for everyone of us
Love takes the tears and the pain, and it turns it in-
To the beauty that remains
Look at this place
It was paradise, but now its dying
Ill pray forlove
Ill take my chances that its not too late
Love breaks your heart
Love takes no less than everything
Love makes it hard
And fades away so easily
Oh oh oh
Love breaks the chains
Love aches for everyone of us
Love takes the tears and the pain, and it turns it in-
To the beauty that remains
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Ultimate Decision
To love, is a decision.
To love without measure is my ultimate goal.
To see the person and love them, looking pass the body, yet deep into the soul. To wipe away the tears of the hurting, that needs to
be hold.
Yes, that's the kind of love which breaks the mold.
Love is a decision, to have and to hold.
poem by Angel A. Lockwood
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Love Conquers All
Love can seem such a mystery
Confusing though it may be
It*s the one thing that we all need most
Love can make your world go round
Sometimes it can bring you down
Yet there*s no way to avoid the fall
Love conquers all
Love conquers all
Love conquers all
Love will finally bring us all
Together eventually
There*s only one road for us all
Releasing our fear of the unknown
Believing in what could be
Now it*s time for each of us to answer the call
Love conquers all
Love conquers all
Love conquers all
Love conquers all
Love conquers all
Sometimes love can be so true
Sometimes it*s running out on you
No matter how hard you try
You can*t avoid the fall
Only love conquers all
We can solve the mystery
Believe in what could be
Now its time for each of us
To answer the call
Love conquers all
Love conquers all
Love conquers all
Love conquers all
Love conquers all
We can solve the mystery
Together eventually
Love conquers all
We can solve the mystery
Together eventually
Love conquers all
We can solve the mystery
Together eventually
Love conquers all
[all transcribed by ear ... forgive my errors! - yesman]
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Love Conquers All
Love can seem such a mystery
Confusing though it may be
It*s the one thing that we all need most
Love can make your world go round
Sometimes it can bring you down
Yet there*s no way to avoid the fall
Love conquers all
Love conquers all
Love conquers all
Love will finally bring us all
Together eventually
There*s only one road for us all
Releasing our fear of the unknown
Believing in what could be
Now it*s time for each of us to answer the call
Love conquers all
Love conquers all
Love conquers all
Love conquers all
Love conquers all
Sometimes love can be so true
Sometimes it*s running out on you
No matter how hard you try
You can*t avoid the fall
Only love conquers all
We can solve the mystery
Believe in what could be
Now its time for each of us
To answer the call
Love conquers all
Love conquers all
Love conquers all
Love conquers all
Love conquers all
We can solve the mystery
Together eventually
Love conquers all
We can solve the mystery
Together eventually
Love conquers all
We can solve the mystery
Together eventually
Love conquers all
[all transcribed by ear ... forgive my errors! - yesman]
song performed by by Yes
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It Is Time To Write Another Kind Of Poetry
IS TIME TO WRITE ANOTHER KIND OF POETRY
It is time to write another kind of poetry-
To leave behind the self-reflection
The poems on the poet the poem and the poetry -
It is time to rediscover that the world is rich in unsaid dreams
And the poet must see too the beauty of what has been unsaid before
And what has been said many times before -
It is time to write another kind of poetry
And to leave myself as poet subject behind-
I have not yet done this here
But tomorrow and the next day perhaps
There will be other worlds.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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(V – 2010) To Risha Ahmed
(With Love, Admiration and Best Wishes)
Of Poetry, O Prodigy!
You pen with wit and sanity
Your vision shows maturity
Your diction forces clarity!
Of Poetry, O Prodigy!
Your rhythm rides melodiously
You rhyme with ease and quality
Your hallmark is spontaneity!
Of Poetry, O Prodigy!
Your poems voice vocal beauty
Your poems value buoyancy
Your poems come creatively!
Of Poetry, O Prodigy!
You need now learn no prosody
You embody true poetry
Your poetry is really free!
Of Poetry, O Prodigy!
Your rhymes & themes with time vary
You proceed but with modesty
Your future you can guarantee!
Of Poetry, O Prodigy!
Your age will grow your ability
Your heart will light your journey, see
Your writings light humanity!