On the other hand
You are no less than anyone, you are more than anybody
You are special; you have the right to be given a name yourself
You have the right to be
And so when you let go these thousand poems of yours
In the sea of ideas like atoms in a limitless sky in a limitless space
Be there. Try Floating in there and see a single word from one of the thousand poems you made
They all call your name
I am yours you made me and I have become significant I have become special
Because of you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Sky Is Limitless
Limitless the sky is
All its lies
Spread further to the universe
Limitless the sky
Is and I do not know
Where to start or to end
The sky is one big circle
Limitless is
Its deception.
I really thought the sky
Is blue and orange
I proved it once
The sky is dust
Limitless is my misunderstanding
Of the sky
Limitless is the sky
I have been deceived the sky is
Limitless.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Limitless
Limitless the sky is
All its lies
Spread further to the universe
Limitless the sky
Is and I do not know
Where to start or to end
The sky is one big circle
Limitless is
Its deception.
I really thought the sky
Is blue and orange
I proved it once
The sky is dust
Limitless is my misunderstanding
Of the sky
Limitless is the sky
I have been deceived the sky is
Limitless.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Man Is Especially Special!
Man is something special,
Man has something special!
Man thinks special,
And finds something special,
His smile and laugh are special
And this made him more social.
Man's heart is special,
And always feels special!
Man feels pain and happiness,
Not only of him, but also of others
Man acts and does something special!
So he learnt to fly high, live simple,
Think high
and dive deep
Man is potential,
as he is learner,
Man is potential and can be good teacher!
Man is inventor,
Man is discoverer!
Man is developer,
And man is engineer!
Man is special, as he is a dreamer,
Man is special because,
He can correct himself!
Man became more a man
As he more and more became human,
Man is special, as he is social and cultural,
Man is an artist,
as he able to express
Man is special, as he can understand,
Man can Play, plays and games,
Man is special, as man can be sportive!
Man is special, as man can discuss
Man can be channel
For flow of knowledge.
Man is special, always curious to learn,
Man is special in imaginations!
Man is special, he looked far into space,
Man is special, he looks deep into his own!
Man is special, he sets a special eye in space,
Man is special, he can open his third eye to look into own,
Man is special, he can see flaws in himself,
Man is special, as he can see with a clear vission!
Man is special, and he thinks he is specially created by God,
And idea of God seems his own imaginations!
Man is so special, his imaginations and works become true,
He guessed his creator,
And with special care he became special creation on his own,
Because he is a special,
Specially created by the creator, with a special care,
Man is special and said 'Truth is a faithless land, yet all paths lead to the truth here, where Truth manifested efficiently, and blossomed with all beauty and fragrance, in Man's heart only!
The truth of all is same the consciousness, the awareness and its purpose made man Special among all creations!
Man is man
Man can be human
And man can realise he is divine
Man is so special, man can be God,
Man can be demon,
Man can be one with his ancestor, man can be the potentially divine!
So man is esspecially,
So special,
Man is extraordinarily special divine social and naturally the proud son of nature!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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My inspirational poets
Let me think of the Vietnamese literature
let me miss the poet named Ba Huyen Thanh Quan
Who is so lovely and so warm.
As her romantic love poems are so clever and
forever for thousand years.
Let me dream of Nguyen Du
in the romantic love story of Lady called Kieu
that is so fantastic love life
and the beautiful nature 's lovely way
still lives in his poems forever.
Let my soul sinks in their marvelous poems
that are so simple and so beautiful for thousand years
AS my childhood fills all of their poems
that let me stirs the emotion never forget.
To their beautiful poems are forever and always.
poem by Natasa Tocuc
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A White Paper
a white paper's
limitless as space
the learned plot
stars and planets
day and night
the schooled
try to reach
to the unlearned
a white paper
might as well be
carrying space
exciting, limitless
and not so unreacheable
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Always The Poems In Me
Always the poems in me-
Saying themselves over and over
Returning to lines learned long ago
Or lines learned with more difficulty in old age-
Always the poems in me-
While my own poems written
And forgotten
As if only
Poems of a single occasion
The time of their writing-
Always the poems in me-
The poems which others will have in them after me
Poems not my own.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Come My Child
He stands on top
of the mountain
and says come my child.
Come and dwell with me.
Let me teach you my ways.
Let me nurture you
like a father.
Be not be afraid,
take one step
and I will guide you
by the way.
Come experience
limitless love,
limitless provisions,
limitless mercy,
even limitless grace.
I know your sins:
confess and turn away
from your ways
and I will forgive you.
I will love you eternally.
Don't be bashful,
don't be ashamed of me.
Serve me and no other.
I can be trusted:
read my words
and look at my records.
I have never failed you yet,
though the adversary
would have you believed
otherwise.
Come my child,
come to Abba.
poem by Buxton Shippy
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Poems About.
There are poems that you will never see
Marked in a folder titled 'privacy'
Poems of hate and anger and personal pain
Poems about greed and hunger and personal gain
Poems about people I would love to see dead
Poems about women I met
Poems about relationships that have gone bad
Poems about issues with mom and dad
Poems about me, the person no one knows
Poems about places where only my soul goes
Poems I wish I could place in the clouds for all to read
Poems about lust, selfishness and greed
Poems I know will hurt those I hate
Poems I write by complete mistake
Poems I have hidden in my heart and my head
Poems about things that are better left unsaid
Poems I want to share and poems I want to retract
Poems of shame and how others might act
They stay in my psyche, they are a part of me
These poems I write, but you will never see.
poem by Mahfooz Ali
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Behind
Behind every poem that I write,
there is always a message there,
for either my wife or my dear friends.
They are always written,
from where a poem
should be written from - the heart.
They always say something kind,
never accusations thrown about.
Never any swear words,
who needs them, where beauty is concerned.
The poems are always special,
every single one.
They not be always go,
but they are special.
They mean something for me,
and to the recipient they are meant for.
poem by David Harris
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Oh The Poems And More Poems
OH THE POEMS AND THE MORE POEMS
Oh the poems and the more poems
The wonderful poems I am writing all the time
God has given me this gift
And when I wait in the right way
And when I listen to myself properly
The poems come in ways I could never have thought of or imagined before
They come as mysteries as gifts as surprises
As wonderful to me as perhaps to you their possible readers
Oh the poems and the more poems
The wonderful poems God has given me
And the light of this day and so many other days, also.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Do not read my poems…. [for YOU ]
Do not read my poems…
After I am dead
As a lament, a wail
An elegy, a requiem
Do not read my poems…
After I am gone
When no more I can
Hear your velvet voice.
Do not read my poems…
Alone without me
To comment along
And read with you
But, do read my poems
When I beside you lie
With my head resting
On your supporting arm
Listening to you read
In whisper, in kisses
In silence, in love
In sleep, in dream
Watching you feel
Every word I wrote
I’ll close my eyes - Love
Brush aside my hair
With your breathe
Which half veils my face
Sleepless fevered I wrote
Read me my poems
Now sing me a lullaby
Rock me to sleep
On your broad chest
Diving into your eyes
A thousand times
I am refreshed
By your smile
I’ll write on you a poem
Traced by my fingertips
To be etched in your heart
And burnt into your soul!
So, do not read my poems…
poem by Angelina Pandian
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A New Turn
A maiden call, a golden call,
It was ever made to me.
Thousands I made. None she made.
Now she made. To my cap, a feather.
She made it as official.
I know that it is special.
Message is nothing.
Initiative is everything.
Her act trickles my belly
10.07.2001, Pkd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I Have Written Many Poor Poems
I have written many poor poems
That may not be poems at all -
They are single in dimension
Prose
In short lines of seemingly poetic form-
They do not call for their rereading
They are not difficult in ambiguities-
They seem to me only one simple clearly understood thing-
Like this poem
They can be understood at once
And forgotten soon after.
I have written many poor poems
That may not be poems at all
And this is another one.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Not Every Poem Knows How To Say Its Own Name Properly
NOT EVERY POEM KNOWS HOW TO SAY ITS OWN NAME PROPERLY
Not every poem knows how to say its own name properly-
There are poems that have no name
And poems that are named by others who have not written them-
There are poems whose names make them what they are
And poems whose names contradict and belie them-
Many poems have their first lines as their names
And these poems often are as memorable as one line only-
Great poems and good poems can be nameless
Or can have unforgettable names.
Not every poem knows how to say its own name properly -
Poems are poems are poems
And names are names are names
And sometimes they meet and are one
And live happily ever after-
But there are times when perhaps
They never should have met each other at all.
Poems have their names
And names have their poems
But sometimes they love each other
And truly are one.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Don't Change
Why would you change who you are?
Don’t do that.
People were made the way they were for a reason,
Trying to change yourself would be like trying to change fate,
You can’t do it, so don’t change who you are.
I love you because of the silly things you do,
You wouldn’t have been that way if you weren’t made to be special,
And you are special,
You’re special to me,
Special because you like me for who I am, and in return I like you for you.
So, why would you want to change who you are?
If it’s because of the way you look, that’s silly,
To me everyone is beautiful, especially you,
All you have to remember is,
It’s you, who makes you,
So don’t you dare change.
poem by Rachel Brewer
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Eternity
we are under the full moon
tonight and we look for some
tiny stars glittering in the skies
our vision dissolving into such
a vast space where we see
no endings no beginnings
we soon close our eyes and there we
too see no endings no beginnings
limitless to the skies
limitless to the heart
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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LOVE What's love? ? ? ?
Love is just a word that i did not knew the meaning of before i met a special 'GUY'.
He showed me love even if it was not totally right
Love is deep
Love is special
Love is incontrolable
Love is magnificient
Love is strange
Love is joy
Love is pain
Love is mysterious
Love is crazy but before all that love is sweet and exquisite
Love made me a better person
Love turn me soft, lovable and loving
Love made me do things i thought i would never do
That's 'LOVE'
Love is just a word but that's my definition
Love is why i keep on hoping to have my love back
Love is why i keep on going and dreaming
Love made me happy and gentle
Love.........................
poem by Carly Achoba
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What Is A Jewish Poem?
WHAT IS A JEWISH POEM?
What is a Jewish poem?
‘Shema’ is a Jewish poem
Perhaps the Jewish poem-
'Shmoneh Esreh' is comprised of Jewish poems
Nineteen prayers as one-
Our history is filled with Jewish poems-
From the beginning with Abraham and Sarah
Those who have given so much beyond our understanding -
Jewish poems everywhere -
Is each Jewish life a poem and a story also?
Or is it only those who give something to our people and history
Who are worthy of Poetry?
I have known many Jewish poems
People the great world will not know the names of
People who whether they walked humbly or not
Made the lives of others better in some way –
Kindness is perhaps the ultimate Jewish poem
And Justice also-
And Jewish poems are not without their contradictions –
As I write this poem in Jerusalem in the land of Israel
I think of the small Jewish world of Troy New York where I came from so many years ago
And miss so many people no longer of that and this world –
Longing for Israel for two thousand years was the Jewish poem
Living here now is a blessing and a gift
I thank God for.
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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Dream Miracles God Speaks To Soul Mine
I gave God two more poems today
two perfectly harmonic resonating poems
two poems dream mind writ
two poems never to write out
two poems never to public post
the first fruits the best
I vowed to give God
in awaiting dreams I gift
poems to God is gifted best poems
God smiles I watch heaven’s eyes
across cosmos God’s love is given
across created God space prayer given
love gifted given God’s love shines
dream miracles God speaks to soul mine
poem by Terence George Craddock
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