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A Poet’s Song

A poet’s song
Is one of singing.

A poet’s song
Is one of felling.

A poet’s song
Is one of thanksgiving

A poet’s song
Is one of understanding.

I am Qalme Tari Mistress of Death Nat. Norville.
Cretics Welcome.

poem by Athena Goddess of Wisdom Lumis Light to all
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A poet's song

A poet's song
Is one of singing.

A poet's song
Is one of felling.

A poet's song
Is one of thanksgiving

A poet's song
Is one of understanding.

A poet's song
Is one of knowledge.

A poet's song
Is one of wisdom.

poem by Natasha Norville
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My Name Is Qalme-Tari

My name is Qalme-Tari
Mistress of Death.
Were I go
People will follow.

My name is Qalme-Tari
Mistress of Death.
Were I go
Death follows.

My name is Qalme-Tari
Mistress of Death.
I bring death
Upon people of injustice.

My name is Qalme-Tari
Mistress of Death.
Death for people of injustice.
Tyrants beware!

My name is Qalme-Tari
Mistress of Death.
Dictators beware
I come for thee.

My name is Qalme-Tari
Mistress of Death.
Kidnapers beware
I come for thee.

My name is Qalme-Tari
Mistress of Death.
Child abusers beware
I come for thee.

My name is Qalme-Tari
Mistress of Death.
For those of injustice
I am Death.

My name is Estela
Mistress of Hope
For those of purity
I am Hope

My name is Qalme-Tari
Mistress of Death.
The in just
Shall flee before me.

My name is Estela
Mistress of Hope
The pure
Shall follow me.

My name is Qalme-Tari
Mistress of Death.
My name is Estela
Mistress of Hope
Were I go
People will flee.
Were I go
People will follow.

I am Qalme Tari Mistress of Death Nat. Norville.
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poem by Athena Goddess of Wisdom Lumis Light to all
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A Poet's Song

~♥ ♥ ♥ ~

I have read
Works of great men and women
Simple poems and stories
I also have written
This is the song of a poet
The song of my soul

I love poetries
So too are stories
They are simple daisies
Filling my fantasies
This is the song of a poet
The song of my soul

It is my refuge
When in sorrow
My hopes and dreams
In my unknown tomorrow
This is the song of a poet
The song of my soul

I am a poetess
With the dream of sharing
And with my knowledge and skills
Tomorrow, my dreams I will be fulfilling
This is the song of a poet
The song of my soul

I and my works
May never be great
But I will never lose hope
In God, I place my faith
This is the song of a poet
The song of my soul

I will never surrender to failure
I shall never retire until I reach my goal
I will read and write literature
I will hear the cry of my hoping soul
This is the song of a poet
The song of my soul

~♥ ♥ ♥ ~

poem by Belleza Edella Marian SwanCullen
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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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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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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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Clear Vision

O poet have a clear vision
Sooner or later you are dying
O poet have a participation
In this vibrant poetry community
Sooner or later you are dying
O poet you do not know minus
And you know only plus plus
Sooner or later you are dying
Here is your eyes here is sun
Here is bird here is song
O poet you are here with butterflies
You are here with the whirlwind
Sooner or later you are dying
O poet you are above you are below
You are behind you are a head
O poet this world is your garden
And you are blossoming here in passion
And you are making a story
O poet you have a clear vision
And you are here at this moment.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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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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I Am Alone (Part Two)

I am alone
Alone, alone
Artily alone.
I cry out
For help,
For understanding,
For a friend,
But no one hears.

I go to my death
All alone.
I am alone
In a world
Where I am
Lost to my friends.
It seems I must travel this road
Alone with no one to turn to.

I am alone
In a world
Where my friends
Have left me
To die from
A heavy hart.
I am alone
My friends are not my friends.

There are a few that I can name
They have stayed with me.
As long as they can.
Now that they have left.

I am Qalme Tari Mistress of Death Nat Norville.
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poem by Athena Goddess of Wisdom Lumis Light to all
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I'm Singing

I’m Singing…
I’m Singing a New Song…
Deep Inside my Heart…
It’s a Song…that is different from any other song I have sung before…
It is a Song of…
A Song of Hope,
A Song of Love,
A Song of Fate,
A Song of Peace,
A Song of Friendship,
A Song of Family,
A Song of Life,
A Song of Healing,
A Song of Strength,
A Song of Courage,
A Song of Light,
A Song of Flight…
My Heart is beginning to Soar…
I’m finally starting to Fly…
I’m Singing…

poem by Bleeding Heart
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The Poet And The Bird

Said a people to a poet---' Go out from among us straightway!
While we are thinking earthly things, thou singest of divine.
There's a little fair brown nightingale, who, sitting in the gateways
Makes fitter music to our ears than any song of thine!'

The poet went out weeping---the nightingale ceased chanting;
'Now, wherefore, O thou nightingale, is all thy sweetness done?'
I cannot sing my earthly things, the heavenly poet wanting,
Whose highest harmony includes the lowest under sun.'

The poet went out weeping,---and died abroad, bereft there---
The bird flew to his grave and died, amid a thousand wails:---
And, when I last came by the place, I swear the music left there
Was only of the poet's song, and not the nightingale's.

poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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Song of the World

such a wonderful song
song of life
song of death
wedding song
famine song
happy song
sad song
love song
all-american song
bullshit song
druggie song
girls' song
sweet song
crazy song
MY song

poem by Rachel Stoddard
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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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Smile Rap

Rat was
King...
Cat poet was
Come...

Rat king did not
Run...
Cat sing the song
For rat king...

Rat did not
Happy...
Cat bad words
Useses for rat's...

Politikal...
And rats rabery...
Rat told to solders
Arest the poet cat

'Down down rat...'
Sonded...
Cat poet...
Rat smile rap...!

poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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From The Past To The Future

From the past to the future
From the future to the past
It's comforting to know
That I am not alone.
For my God is there
To help me, to guide me.
He was there in the past
He will be there in the future
To all of those
Who believe in Him.

I am Qalme Tari Mistress of Death Nat Norville.
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poem by Athena Goddess of Wisdom Lumis Light to all
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Why Not?

Poet, sing me a song to-day !
But the world grows old and my hair is gray.

Ah no! there are birds on the lilac bushes
And a snow-drop out of the wet earth pushes.
Two chattering robins are planning a marriage,
And see! there's a baby all pink in its carriage!
And the sun is wiping the clouds from his brow,
And who can look back when it's always now?
Oh, what is the use of a poet, say,
If he will not sing me a song to-day?

poem by Harriet Monroe
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Poetothemics

No magician can make
Moon: A beautiful lass.
A poet can............

No device can grasp
The language of celestial
A poet can.....

You know! He dug out the beauty
From sorrow and melancholy
Mixed it with wine and enjoyed.

And He, enjoyed the song of her,
language was not known to him.
And He, depicted spirit of revolution
As a spiritual bird.An Albatross.

Bursted he and questioned to me.
'What device a poet has?
How they operated the device? '

I replied..
When a vinsect bites to a poet
Poetothemics activated.

'Never heard such words before! '

Now you heard from me!

He said...A poet can...
............***...........

poem by Aftab Alam Khursheed
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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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Wishing I Was A Songbird

I wish I could be a songbird
but not just to gracefully fly
for in the morning, emotions stirred
I would sing my song to the sky
A beautiful song it would be
A song beyond compare
It is then I would leave my tree
and take off into the air
Flying amongst the sun
with freedom as my song
when hearts of humans are won
as a songbird I cannot go wrong

poem by Glaedr the poet
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