Classmates
The hall soars in silence
Even the wall stares at me
My colleagues looking all excited
As they expect to hear a poem from me
But frankly my head is clouded
I am trying to talk
But yet remain mute
As the light position on me
Suddenly, a vibrant me voiced out
And here is what I have for you
My dear classmates…
We've been through thick and thin
Crossed a lot of hurdles
Many gave up on the struggle
Some left in the battlefield
But high we held our courage
In the fight for knowledge
It's been a long race
This began with a slow pace
Used to be just me on my page
Suddenly, a bunch of group eloped
And they are called CLASSMATES…
Together we verge for victory
From the hands of destiny
Though we had tight schedules
Still created time for each other
Stared a lot of challenges together
With our bond getting stronger after each lecture
Now I can't imagine a future without them
Wonder why we meet to depart someday…
Atimes, I wish it will continue without GRADUATION
Now beginning to understand the reason
Behind the lustrous jubilation
When classmates cross path
Your memories will remain nurtured
In the most sacred part of my aching heart
As I wish you all
A life full of MERRIMENT…
poem by Rabo Sanusi
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My Classmates #2
my classmates are funny but sometimes annoying
my classmates are fun but sometimes boring
my classmates are nice but sometimes mean
my classmates are normal but sometimes weird
my classmates are loud but sometimes quiet
my classmates are special in their own way
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Pledge No Longer
after watching films like "The Killing Fields, "
"Apocalypse Now, " "Full Metal Jacket" &
beginning to think long and hard about what
his country had really been doing in Vietnam, Cambodia & Laos,
this high school senior refuses in early morning
home room
to stand up & say
The Pledge of Allegiance
to the flag hanging from the corner of the wall,
where all his classmates, holding their hands over their hearts
mutter along the words that they have repeated
day in & day out,
since they can remember-
his homeroom teacher takes him aside when the rest sit down &
he is told that he needs to say the pledge just like the rest of the kids,
but he sits there staring up at the teacher with
fierce eyes that the teacher sees other classmates already being inspired by at that very moment,
and he utters simply,
"i'm not pledging any longer."
poem by Andrew Delapruch
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Reunion: A Letter To Classmates.....[Personal; High School Friends]
Reunions are cool.....though maybe not so much in the summer.
That this year I'll miss my first one ever is a bit of a bummer.
It's at least interesting to see you all.....even you aging macho guys,
and to give or get answers to all the 'who? 'S, 'what? 'S, and 'why? 'S.
I've seen classmates since last reunion.....at least a dozen,
including a 'no-show' Genevan, .....Connie, my dear my cousin. Visiting Kit (and wife) in Rocky Mountains, for me, was a treat.
In Ohio, John fixed my wife and me, at his home, something yummy to eat.
We've had two meals at Bob & Martha's in their hilltop home (quite high) ,
and dinner out in Bangkok with Karl and wife; Urai speaks both English and Thai.
At last reunion I was retired, living back in our hometown;
now my life has changed (again) .....since then a lot has 'gone down'.
I learned to use internet which helped me find my new mate.
I got my first cellphone; with 'tech things' I'm quite late.
I've settled in wife's San Carlos home, not far from S.F. Bay and ocean.
My child's become a doctor, and gotten her medical career in motion.
I don't do Facebook or Twitter but I did join Classmates.com,
on which I put my long 'story'; in size it is a bomb.
I hope my absence won't wreck reunion for anyone this year.
One or two, in my absence, might even, to reunion, more readily steer!
Therefore I plan to send this, if I can, to my classmates' email,
but in five year's time I do plan to attend; I hope my plan doesn't fail.
Of course that's assuming there is one, and I'm still 'around',
and enough reunion committee members are in a few years found.
To all of you I send my greetings and my sincere best wishes.
I'm sorry I won't be there to help, with all the dirty dishes.
And 'thank you' to Sandy and all other reunion workers, present and past.
Good health to all my high school classmates as middle age creeps up fast!
☮
poem by Bri Edwards
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A Graduation Day Message
May Graduation Day fill your heart
With feelings of accomplishments this day,
To bring you peace of mind and happiness
In every special way.
May the fond memories of school days
Glow warmly in your beloved heart
Where the cherished classmates
Will forever play a vital part.
May Graduation Day be extra special
With elaborate pomp and show,
May the procession of elated graduates
Create glee and parent faces to glow.
May the ceremony for conferring diplomas,
The cards and acknowledgements and flowers
Fill the day with pride and immense joy
And delightful and meaningful hours.
May those you love and respect surround you
To share your moments of glory this day,
May the accolades of Graduation Day
Come into your life to forever stay.
poem by Joseph T. Renaldi
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Just Trust
No need to think more or remain skeptics
There are natural phenomena and basics
Sky remain high and over head
Guide us to remain firm, to look high and lead
Every object is of high importance
God has created it for us at once
Let us pray almighty and demonstrate our allegiance
It is His creation and let us have no negligence
Everything around provides us the strength
Provide we communicate and pick the correct length
Does the tree shadow not teach us to think of variance?
Trust on self and reasonably think of good reliance
Why do the people go for morning walk?
Why do they prefer silence and have less talk?
It is because morning breeze is good for health
It can’t be compensated even with enormous wealth
Moon, stars and sky have their on axis
They are part and parcel of galaxies
We are human being and part of humanism
There should be no reason for any kind of “ism”
He is there to take care of everything
We should not pick loose leave and start something
It is in opportune time that we arrive and depart
Only we should shed fear and have fresh start
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Suddenly
Orbison/melson
Suddenly, my heart stood still
Suddenly, the sight of you gave me a thrill
Suddenly
Suddenly, i see you everywhere
Suddenly, all at once i seem to care for you
Suddenly
So suddenly i found you
To think you were near all the time
I've often been around you
I don't know how i could have been so blind
Suddenly, my world is new
Suddenly, suddenly there's only you
Suddenly
So suddenly i found you
To think you were near all the time
I've often been around you
I don't know how i could have been so blind
Suddenly, suddenly you're my dream come true
Suddenly, suddenly there's only you
So suddenly
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Courage
Some want to think hope is lost see me stand alone
I can't do what others may want then I'll have no home
So for now wave good-bye and leave your hands held high
Hear this song of courage long into the night
So for now wave good-bye and leave your hands held high
Hear this song of courage long into the night
And the wind will bear my cry to all who hope to fly
Hear this song of courage ride into the night
Battles are fought by those with the courage to believe
They are won by those who find the heart
Find a heart to share
This heart that fills the soul will point the way to victory
If there's a fight then I'll be there
song performed by by Manowar from Louder Than Hell
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My classmates would copulate with anything that moved, but I never saw any reason to limit myself.
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~ Mon Escorte ~
~ Mon Escorte ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
01 April,2010
When
I was in slumber
Was called upon
Afore timely nothing for.
Entire universe was
Still speechless
In the beams of stars
Dense darkness
Earth was shrouded with.
Family lamented
How in dark
Will recognize the path?
I voiced: Will walk with own light
Look the candle is here in my hand.
More the candle emitting
Light in full glow
Equally more and more
Obstacles fuddled.
The blended umbra
Spreads chiaroscuro
Partial vision blurs me.
Quicker I walk fearlessly
By the cloud dust
More and more
The sky gets embraced.
The flame quivers
By fidget wind
My gaits get confounded
In every step.
Suddenly
The head collided
With the mesh of woods
Candle went off suddenly
Have lost the path already
I discover.
In front
Dense darkness
Yell with stooped head
I’ve lost all powers.
In the very moment
Suddenly find
Pal of my entire life
Mon Escorte
Behind already!
-
[Adapted from R.N.Tagore [full info refer Bliss 5th Poem –niv]
Glossary: Mon Escorte ~ My Escort
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Copyright reserved by author.
poem by Ms. Nivedita Bagchi Spc. Uk.
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I Survived... Beyond And Back
When my death came, I mourned my loss... and yet what could be done?
But suddenly I saw The Cross and Jesus Christ, God's Son...
I stared at Him a long, long while, above the ground below,
Where Jesus walked the second mile with warm blood still in flow...
Lord Jesus bled from hair and head, from back and hands and feet,
Till suddenly God's Son was dead, His sacrifice complete...
And in that second, I screamed out, enraged despite my grief
And in the crowd I ran about in utter disbelief...
They let Him die, they saw it all, they made me mad as Hell!
As if He were their spectacle and they were in a spell...
A sword appeared in my left hand, a voice said, 'Kill, kill, kill! '
Yet God made me to understand that Christ obeyed His will...
The sword fell down upon the ground as I gasped in surprise,
To see my King with thorns now crowned above His blood-stained eyes.
I trembled as my rage still burned, then fell down to my knees...
Here was the Saviour they had spurned despite His Mother's pleas...
I heard God's voice bid me depart and I went back to Earth
And there I wept with broken heart as if Man had no worth...
As if we all should go to Hell, no mercy to us shown,
As if we all should say farewell to all the joys we've known...
Somehow I slept, no more to weep, right there upon the floor,
Yet God gave me a dream to keep, to share for evermore...
I saw lost souls, so dark, depraved, a billion spared by Christ,
For by His blood their souls were saved when life was sacrificed...
And only then did my rage leave, as precious peace took hold,
With no more reason left to grieve through what I saw unfold...
God's mysteries remain as His, they last eternally,
As long as we know who Christ is... The King of Calvary...
Denis Martindale, copyright, June 2012.
The poem is based on the Biography Channel
which has shared the life stories of some who
died yet came back with accounts of Heaven
and some of Hell. In this poem, I'm exploring
how someone responds to the death of Jesus.
Initial rage is based upon human understanding.
God's Word reveals His eternal plan of salvation.
Whether we will accept near death experiences,
dreams, visions, prophecy or poetry, we are
meant to accept God's Word, the Holy Bible.
We can hear the word of the Lord on
Revelation TV on UK Sky Digital 581
as well as the WATCH NOW link on
the revelationtv-dot-com website...
poem by Denis Martindale
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Classmate
Living in different boundaries and walls
diverse culture that we balance
in the process of learning from distance
after all we are students of same class.
We have same dream and ambition
without any egotistical concern,
our test scores are not comparable,
most of times you remain the best
but some times I am ahead,
after all we are class mates.
Somewhere, we old classmates meet
with grey hair and wrinkled cheek
would you recognize me?
poem by S.D. Tiwari
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A Poet's Introspection
Only Silence there, where I wait
as lonely as a star I remain among the melancholic planets,
I see the sky change it's place,
leaving me where I was….
my destiny was to remain silent, (It was my destiny to remain silent) ,
to inherit smoke, dirt and tears….
To write in the letters of smoke…
to disdain worldly pleasures….
beauty makes me ache….
pain soothes me dearly…
I do not want to cry in rhymes….
Suddenly
in the milky way a stray star,
goes on slaughtering the silence……
I realize,
It is not necessary to mourn destiny…..
poem by Sarang Mangi
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Suddenly Silence
Where there was communication,
Suddenly silence.
Where there was conversation,
Suddenly silence.
Where there was interaction,
Suddenly silence.
Where there were possibilities,
Suddenly silence.
Where there was happiness,
Suddenly silence.
So where have you gone,
That suddenly you are silent?
What is your reason that
Suddenly you are silent?
How will I know why
You are suddenly silent?
Must I be suddenly silent, too?
(4.30.7 Inner Thoughts (PFD))
poem by Heather Z. Hanna
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Remain inside
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Neither have I liked to remain overjoyed
Nor like to remain permanently annoyed
Inside story must remain inside
What is use of telling it outside when she had already decided?
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I am surprised at why at all she decided to end?
Why was she interested all the time to spend?
Why did she continue when wanted to break the promises?
Why did she spend time unnecessarily to blame?
???? ????? ?? ???? ?? ??????
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She won't be in position to answer
I too won't come to know it for ever
I won't be able to forget her
Let whole pain remain with me forever
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Emergence of silver moon used to make her feel shy
She may even put had down for litttle try
She was like crimson rose with beautiful leaves
Night too as if had forgotten its darkness to live
????? ??? ?? ????? ?? ???? ?? ?? ????? ????? ?? ???? ??
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I used to swim under magic spell when little air passed
Her talk also made me to loose control when teased
I felt that this memorable night will never end
Let lamps go off but light will not be allowed to send
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This was wrong thinking on my part
She had already decided to part
She had high dreams and wanted palaces
I had only hut with little to show on such cases
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I was passionately waiting to hear
Her foot steps coming slowly near
We were certainly overshadowed by some one
She left me alone to remember everything about her one by one
????? ??? ???? ?? ??? ??? ?? ???? ??
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Even though I have no wealth but beautiful heart
Always ready to take care from the very start
I could have made her happy
Preserved in shade of eyes without any worry
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I have no regret for her desertion
But unhappy over one thing that she did it without consultation
She should have afforded me something to remember whole life
Given some means to lead the life alone without her as wife
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A time and wounds
Time and wounds heal with passage
This is important and very good message
We can run the life the smoothly and manage
This wisdom can come only with the age
Life is not smooth journey
It has to be spent with good company
Family and friends may stand by and accompany
it may pass of peacefully and smoothly
we have witnessed many ups and down
little set back make us upset and frown
Generally we tend to take it as challenge
We extract some benefit and mileage
We die and survive each moment
There is constant improvement and movement
We seek good passage one after another
Many times we escape unhurt by flicker
Life is to be considered as passing phase
It must be lead with curiosity and at ease
If it is spent in luxury then we may not know
Many challenges even if given or thrown
The long struggle has worn us out
We may be phasing compete rout
We will find no way coming through
This is test of time and very true
I would still appreciate and stand
For putting brave front and keeping the trend
As life is just beginning and not the end
There is always scope for improvement or to mend
There has to be clear emphasis
This must for very good basis
The time may emerge with thin phase
We must be aware and ready to win the race
You may sail through and reach the shore
You must have forsight and vision to explore
You must have appetite for more and more
This is how life is to be understood and stand for
You must have clear goal and ideal
It should be looked upon as real
There is no alternative or short cut
Best efforts have to be put
The river path is not created I a day
It has taken very long way
She might have dried out before reaching
Still she has not left the path for searching
You may face hurdles or road blocks
The path may develop several cracks
It may look also hazardous and dangerous
It may be countless or numerous
Let it be taken as prime responsibility
We have sense and full ability
It has to be with some purpose and aim
We may be then in position to claim
So let us find some solution
Think surely and pass the resolution
That may ultimately prevail at the end
The world may be liked by us as friend
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Silly; Human Nature; Scary? ; Long: Mary's Pet
Mary was a little weird, a fact you'll soon agree.
And if this story sounds familiar, I hope you'll forgive me.
She attended Beavis Elementary, just around the block.
She left for school each school day, by eight a.m. by the clock.
Now one day was 'Bring a Pet to School With You Day'.....;
that could turn out hectic, but NOT tragic most would say.
After all, what could eight-year-olds bring to class that could break ANY rule? ?
(Soon, you'll find you are wrong, my friend. Mary was weird and cruel.)
She could have taken her lamb to school, as in the nursery rhyme.
Her classmates would enjoy it. The thought's almost sublime.
But what instead did Mary take from her home menagerie?
Something cold and sinister that would make even teachers flee!
When Mary got to school that day no one paid her any mind.
(She was weird of course.) That she appeared with no pet was fine.
The day progressed quite nicely with dogs and cats; even one rat.
But Mary fidgeted more than usual in the BACK ROW where she sat.
Now as I said there were lots of cats and dogs (and one guinea pig, some birds) :
that day the poor janitor was kept busy, sweeping up their turds.
Each child was given time in class, to show and talk about their pet,
but a half hour before the recess bell, Mary had not talked or shown one......yet!
When she was the last one left, who'd not stood at the teacher's desk,
the teacher, Mrs. Apple, called her up; she thought Mary was a PEST.
'Mary dear' (that's what Apple SAID, though it was NOT what she thought)
'you are now the last one, my dear, left to show us what you've brought.'
At that, with a smirk on her face, Mary reached for her cute rear;
one especially precocious boy thought 'her ass? ' with hope but also fear.
So Mary reached down the back of her skirt, and SLOWLY she did take....
a two foot long, glistening-black, hooded cobra snake.
The teacher fled; some children did too, but SOME were mesmerized.
They could NOT believe what Mary had brought though they saw it with their eyes.
The 'Day' was NOT as successful as the principal hoped it'd be.
Five classmates died of cobra bites. Three are still in comas. Hee hee.
(Nov.2012)
poem by Bri Edwards
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Pacesetters
We are in a race for the future
We are in the race not for adventure
We disregard the mixture
And keep our gaze on the big picture.
We live in today
We see the future
We ignore the challenges
In the territory of mixture.
Breaking the records
Long written by our forerunners
The generations unborn we owe this debt
And our integrity uphold.
We show the way forward
We are leaders of the future
We are the future of tomorrow
We are solutions to our generation.
The future is at stake
We go all out to take
We are the solutions
Solutions to the problems of the world.
We are here on a mission
Together we will reach our destination
And lost in celebration
Lifting our hands together in jubilation.
We impact
We influence
We set the pace
We are the pacesetters’.
poem by Bamisaye Adeniran
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Lovely friends
Very true but for not those reasons
As they are close and confident persons
They are very close and important
Though they remain away their absence is really felt
The position will always remain vacant
As we may feel helpless like infants
Continue to rule our vast heart kingdom
Such position is witnessed seldom
The friends may remain so in entire life
Whether it is easy, difficult or torn with strife
We value it high without any expectations
Lovely matching with very good combination
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Ziplining
stay with me, hold on the through out the way; the
flow awaits every strength to pass for each path the
current emptied the spot
full out everything what you have, the bucket is in
a hurry, full of sand and the rope never give up to
stand, until the conveyor becomes heavy, as the
sun is high your thirst seems to lonely
many have come to remember, but only few have
return, for the string they have bring is not as easy
to regain, life come and go and never it stop until
the victory comes in top, just like to any dream in
the mind it remain
as life express the build in stamina, to face of what
is tomorrow the struggle continue to zip the oozing
shadow of vigor filaments of flame to reach the
wondering enlightenment of changing energy driven
life of destiny ends
now and let the movement hold my breath to reach
my destination, and come to my senses in the most
spectacular splendid light, waiting every edge of my
tangled force to reach my devotion of attainment
lay every heart to pursue your dream of what you
wish.........
poem by Antonio Liao
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They Gave Their All
I may not understand the wars
Or the fields of rotting corpses
I've read all the poems
Of wars from the past
And cannot imagine
The life lived back then
A blood soaked battlefield
Death wading with glee
At those that have fallen
For the right to be free
So many souls lost in time
Fighting a cause, humanity blind
Dare I say, what I read?
In between the lines
A poet soldier
Who needs to be free?
Do I have a right?
To question their fight
They gave their all
In what they believed
Teardrops fall as I continue my rhyme
But what I do understand
Is that they fought through all the wars
So that we can be free
To choose our lives
And live to be
What we want to be
All the bloodshed fields
The entire hero's lost in wars
I bow my head, and pray to thee
Thank you all
For letting me breathe
To learn and discover
The meaning of me
Tears trickle down
As I cry for your loss
You never got the chance to be free
You never found your path in life
You never came home to your loved ones, friends, and family
So what gives us the right?
The generation of today
To say how boring
Our life is today
When those in war
Never had a full life
They gave it all
So we could be free
To live a full life
I thank the hero's
Of past, present and yet to be
What so sad for humankind
Is that war is our history
Perhaps in the future
We can see peace and harmony
Perhaps dare I say it
A world weapon free
poem by Kaila George
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