I Have A Friend Who Keeps For Morrows
i have a friend who keeps for morrows
&
i have a friend deeply meditative
blessed with thoughtful writing-
his devotion to God so deep
that he talks in undertones
not to disturb Him even-
but one problem ever with him
he scarcely writes keeping it for morrows-
believes he would have verve and resolve
and my pleadings to the contrary shake him not;
he keeps now his pen at a respectable distance;
he is at peace as his wont but i am at wits' end
writing my wasted efforts on him
and staring at day draining its seconds!
-s.chandra kalaadhar
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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Silly
Unwanted pregnancies
Women into adultery
& men in concubinage
dropping out of school
into drugs
driving children away from homes
resigning from a job
when times are hard and job is scarce
not compromising with politics
having principles
keeping integrity
taking care of old people
devotion to the catholic church
reckless driving killing a pedestrian
trusting a friend
divulging secrets
not attending a class reunion
snubbing a mother-in-law
ignoring a reader
loving myself
thinking about the past
preoccupied about what happens next
taking hypertensive drugs for maintenance
loving a wife
caring for the dogs
writing poems
listening to a lonely friend pouring out
breathing fresh air in the boulevard
questioning the meaning of my life
asking, where do I go from here?
Hearing tv mass
Cutting off relationships
Getting into new ones
Giving away old clothes to the poor
Buying new clothes
Not keeping your body in shape
Saving so much money
Not buying a new car for this year
Keeping distance from relatives
&
st
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i
ng
al
i
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These are some of the silly things that humans do
Sometimes
& lastly, calling other people
sil
ly
for writing this
crap
and reading this
crap
till dawn when nobody
is
a
ski
ng.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A True Friend
A true friend is always there for you
A true friend will help you no matter ther problem
A true friend is like a sister, she knows your better, than you know yourself
A true friend is someone who knows when you're sad, ans can cheer you up when you need it most
A true friend is someone that can make you laugh no matter what they say or do
A true friend is someone who believes in you
A true friend will stick by your side
A true friend is someone you can call just if you need a shoulder to lean on
But most of all a true friend will never leave you
(12-5-04)
poem by Brandi Young
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I Come Alive In Writing
I come alive in writing
Even if the writing means nothing to anyone else-
I come alive in writing
Even if I am totally deluding myself as to its value-
I come alive in writing
Even if at times while writing there is an underlying hopelessness and despair -
I come alive in writing
As if writing is what God has given me to do-
I come alive in writing
As if through it I can truly give to and help others-
I come alive in writing
As if life has meaning through it-
I come alive in writing
Even when I sense the writing is not good or great
As I would wish it to be.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Time In Meditative Mode
the time that runs helter-skelter
with blind-folded eyes in cities-
how does it camly crawl
in meditative mode in small villages?
-chandra kalaadhar.
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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What Exactly Is A Friend?
Could you answer this question?
What exactly is a friend?
Is it someone who’s there for you?
Until the very end
Maybe it takes someone special
Somebody brave and kind
What if it’s someone clever?
Somebody pure of mind
A friend is strong and caring
A friend you are to me
A friend is someone thoughtful
A friend is you, you see.
You’ve helped me to see the beauty,
That’s present in every star
I think you’ve really helped me,
One day you will go far
You’ve put a smile on my face,
And helped when I was sad
You’ve been here through everything
Even when things were bad
A friend is always there for you
A friend through thick and thin
A friend is a form of angel
To solve every problem you’re in
Friendship alone is difficult
But two can make it strong
When friends are very close
You really can’t go wrong
Loving you is easy
I promise what I say is true
If you hadn’t come to Carrie’s
There’d be no me and you.
I love my best friend dearly
She makes everything okay
Without my sister in my life
I wouldn’t last a day.
poem by Danielle Deery
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In The Deep Blue Sky
Close of from you there is always something
Dreams faraway - though twice is more than enough
Like time passes by to a world that will sing
In something that's happening all over the world
Brining to the ground what from inside is true
Footsteps going around to thinking once hurled
The playful of pulls to the up and the closing
And bringing away what they thought they found
Every aspect of happening in very first arousing
And bring to the distance
Every cloud faraway in the deep blue sky
With so much hazy of dreams that will try
With so much hazy of dreams going there by
To bring to the distance
To find what was once without any falling doubt
And giving enough of spaces there all between
Those go around in their wandering ways and about
In their hours of departing or staying
With every embrace of their opportunity
Like feelings that come for their unity
And everyone is finding inside of each own
For a while for a while
In something that's happening all over the world
Brining to the ground what from inside is true
Footsteps going around to thinking once hurled
And bring to the distance
Every cloud faraway in the deep blue sky
With so much hazy of dreams that will try
With so much hazy of dreams going there by
To bring to the distance
To the goings of my dreams in the faraway
Taking believes to its trail of another day
In the hours that come with each play
In something that's happening all over the world
Brining to the ground what from inside is true
Footsteps going around to thinking once hurled
And bring to the distance
Every cloud faraway in the deep blue sky
With so much hazy of dreams that will try
With so much hazy of dreams going there by
To bring to the distance
And bring to the distance
Every cloud faraway in the deep blue sky
With so much hazy of dreams that will try
With so much hazy of dreams going there by
To bring to the distance
And bring to the distance
Every cloud faraway in the deep blue sky
In the deep blue sky
*(Remember this is a lyric... The other part of my writing output is lyric writing and it’s as large as my poetry writing. However my largest output is writing music... Please Google 'Peter S. Quinn' If you’d like to see more. Thanks for your time. Peter)
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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A Buddah Is Born In Me
a buddha is born in me
&
every morning
a 'buddha' is born in me
as a clear babbling stream
are all my meditated thoughts-
the roots of worries
like mirror reflections-
the moon-beam of life
at a reachable distance-
i gaze into myself
in perfect perspective -
and visualize myself
as a rootlet in every happening-
the goodness of others blossom
as the bright bars of morning sun -
i destroy my poison
to let in good thoughts-
'bliss hereafter in my life! '
i enjoy in meaningful silence.
&
in the speed of seconds
in the friction of events
in the rashness of conclusions
and in the heat of anger
i expolde offensive words
and burn myself-
why everyone has drawn
daggers at me, all in unison?
i knock my head
in depths of darkness.
where my buddha
had gone dead?
how did so many ghosts
gain entry into me
to crush and drink my blood?
&
' i will turn a good soul tomorrow! '
i tell the night that drags me along;
i could read a soft smile at its lips!
-chandra kalaadhar
S.CHANDRA KALAADHAR
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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Today, A Phantom. (A Triolet)
Heavy it lays upon my heart,
that today is a morrows past,
what there is now, an end, -a start,
heavy it lays upon my heart,
tragic mask when does break apart,
bleak, oh! Gloomy shadows it cast.
Heavy it lays upon my heart,
that today is a morrows past.
R.N.Khan, © 2011
poem by Raja Nosherwan
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To you, my dear friend,
Friendship begins, and goes on forever,
Friend indeed don't put friend in mouth,
Just put in heart even five years no see,
Friend don't ask bagatelles,
Just wish everything goes well,
Friend don't disturb you,
Just give you the strength to go on,
Friend don't want got sth. from you,
Just love,
Friend always share the beauty of life,
Even more the hard time,
Friend goes together when the sun is shining,
Even more the raining day,
Friend pledge someday sth.,
Even more the actions,
Friend remember happy times past,
Even more now,
Friendship ends, and we pass away.
Why Is It So Hard For Me Now?
Why is it so hard for me now?
Why is so difficult to get going?
Why is it so difficult to feel anything I do
really means much of anything?
Why am I so down now?
I have resisted this before
I will resist it again
Somehow along the way
Something will come and get me interested again
Somehow I will get out of it
But for now
I am in it deeply
And do not know how to get out.
Even writing this does not bring hope
The way ‘writing' once did
I am really down now
Perhaps writing this
Will get me going
A little.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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My Friend...
Hatred filled me up
Lost! ...Give me a map
Seen a friend I named HOPE
Though my friend does not dope
My friend's always up high
I always keep an eye
My friend is tough
My friend doesn't cough
My friend can't laugh
Everytime i see my friend
I can see the solution for my problem to end
Smile i could send
My friend is the only one i want to hang
My friend is not a snake, My friend don't have a fang
My friend soon, I will hang to you
NO my friend, not when i'm blue
It'll be when i get so bored w/ happiness
As well as with loneliness
When i'm plainly who i am
and everyhting seems calm
My friend, it wil be so soon
and i will be your own
my friend hope,
who doesn't dope
but my friend is a special ROPE.
poem by Aez NewHeller
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And I'm writing
The purpose of writing poem
Is not known and I'm writing.
Excuse me, I'm writing
And writing
And writing is natural
As natural as wind
As natural as light
And I'm writing
Writing and pervading
Everywhere.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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She Talks About Love
Once in a lifetime....
Down at the end, the end of the line
There's a girl who waits for love
She is the one he's hoping for
But there's another one she's thinking of
She doesn't know his name, doesn't know his face
She'll recognize the feeling in any case
She'll be swept away by the flies inside
Make her beautiful, make her come alive
She talks about love, nobody listens
She talks about love, nobody cares
She talks about love, nobody listens
She talks about love, she believes in love
She falls and she falls but never laughs
In the arms of the one she wants
Fights for a dream she's never seen
In a world of rocks and stones
Ands she knows it's there, knows it does exist
A feeling oh so real, almost divine bliss
Takes her breath away, a gem beyond compare
Makes her weak in the knees, she knows that love is rare
She talks about love, nobody listens
She talks about love, nobody cares
She talks about love, nobody listens
She talks about love, she believes in love
The measure of time
Will prevent what's mine
She believes in once upon a time
Once in a lifetime
She talks about love, nobody listens
She talks about love, nobody cares
She talks about love, nobody listens
She talks about love, she believes in love
She talks about love, nobody listens
She talks about love, nobody cares
She talks about love, nobody listens
She talks about love, she believes in love
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The Temperaments
Nine adulteries, 12 liaisons, 64 fornications and
something approaching a rape
Rest nightly upon the soul of our delicate friend
Florialis,
And yet the man is so quiet and reserved in demeanour
That he passes for both bloodless and sexless.
Bastidides, on the contrary, who both talks and writes
of nothing save copulation,
Has become the father of twins,
But he accomplished this feat at some cost;
He had to be four times cuckold.
poem by Ezra Pound
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And So I'm Writing...
I'm hard-pressed for time,
yet I do have the heart
And so I'm writing
Know not what to pen down,
have a paper to write on
And so I'm writing
May be I'll write about 'you and me'
Or may be of 'us and them'
Feel like playing with words
And so I'm writing
May be that starving beggar's hungry looks
Or that homeless Child's beckoning eyes
Are making me scribble these lines to you
And so I'm writing
May be you'll find my words vague
Or you might decipher a meaning
Intend to leave you in the oblivion
And so I'm writing
Whatever might be the impression I create
Wish to see its reflection on your soul
And leave an imprint on your mind
And so I'm writing
May be you and I've become immune
To the pathos of mankind
Or may be there's still
A dropp of humanity flowing deep within us
Wish to arouse 'The Human Being' in you
And so I'm writing...
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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The Way Of The World.
THE WAY OF THE WORLD.
When I talk something sweet of you
Understand-
There remains the sticky slag of black bitterness
In the inmost recesses of my heart!
When I powerfully contradict something outside
Beware-
The same I approve meekly in my heart!
Ever at strife are my heart and tongue-
To the speechless voice of my heart
Listen you, then, O, my friend!
When something slanderous of women I profess aloud
Understand-
My thievish looks in every corner fish for them!
When I advise you of obscenity to shun with all vehemence
Beware-
The same to my lustful eyes is a sumptuous treat!
Poles apart are my tongue and eyes-
So to the speechless voice of your sleepless conscience
Listen you then, O my friend!
When I seriously resolve to end my life
Beware-
A very strong desire roots deep secretly
In the soil of my heart!
When I burst myself into flashing laughter
Understand-
I break into sobs and swim in tears!
Believe not the play of expressions
On the stage of my face-
So tune your ears
To the speechless storms of my lonesome heart!
--s.chandra kalaadhar
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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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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To attract good fortune, spend a new coin on an old friend, share an old pleasure with a new friend, and lift up the heart of a true friend by writing his name on the wings of a dragon.
Everything I’ll Ever Need
For My Wife
I’m writing this poem to tell you
Just how much you mean to me
I’m writing to say I love you
Sentimental as that may be
Your more precious than any gift
That I will ever receive
Your my morning, my night
And the air that I breathe
You’re the mother of our children
A friend when I’m lonely
Your strong when I am weak
Your everything I’ll ever need
You’re the ray of sunshine
When I wake each day
With fingers gently on my brow
You take all my troubles away
You’re my friend, my companion
But most all your my wife
You are what I live for
Each and everyday of my life
Your everything good in my world
And much, much more
There are no words to say how much
Your just everything I’ll ever need
29 Feb 1996
poem by David Harris
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R.i.p
Writing this is hard for me
Because writing this
Means that your gone
And your never coming back
You was my best friend
You was my ride or die
You was my brother
Even if we didn't come from the same mother
I loved you with all my heart
I would have died for you
I would have took a bullet for you
You was all ways there for me
Now that your gone
I feel like no one cares about me
I feel lost in darkness
But i know your watching over me
guiding me as i go
I love you bro
I would never for get
Rest, In, Peace i love you bro
poem by Curtis Brown
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