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Remember me when I am gone
to my Home beyond the skies
remember a heart that loves you
and the warmth that was inside

Remember me when not in sight
as with the eagles I soar
remember a heart full of love
and of course the hugs galore

And never forget the 'I love yous'
and arms that held you tight
may you be wrapped with blessings
as you lie down tonight

Remember me when I am gone
the smiles most of all
with laughter and the joy
for with this I'll remember you all
 Nov 2017 A Shuli
Star BG
I Confess
 Nov 2017 A Shuli
Star BG
I confess,
I sneak about, at night
getting a glimpse of starlit sky
to transmute feelings into words.

Vibrations explode inside restless poetic mind to launch a poem.

I sneak around
when streetlamps are lit, 
and sleep evades self,
as rays of moon call
to aim pen at blank page.

Sometimes,
in day energies invite
inside birds song
for poems to fly out,
as if words have wings.

Other times, I take breath
aligning in daily activities
to find poetic jargon
Behind every corner
ready to strike creative mind.

Heart pumps weather day or night encouraging with its musical song.

And in dreams,
there is always room
to tuck a vision away in memory
to on awakening birth a poem.

I confess I love my writing gifts.
Inspired by Jugnu-the firefly thanks
 Nov 2017 A Shuli
Dr Peter Lim
I know where they secretly hide-
these proud two-legged crawlers
(I've been their bane for forty years
fishermen call me 'King of the marine prowlers')

their claws might be sharp
like the brightest knife
the trick is to hold them
by their shells--- no strife

for my nimble, steady and well-trained hands
last week one thousand  I caught--no surprise
every restaurant in town courted my favour
last year I won 'The Village Best Crab-man Prize'

six hundred books on this shining creature
I have read.  I have written a book 'Understanding the Crab'
word got round and there are a thousand crab-people by the sea now
but they return home by sunset and all that they say is  'The day is crap!'
* dedicated to Crandall Branch, poet and crab-man
 Nov 2017 A Shuli
Mohamed Nasir
Ask
 Nov 2017 A Shuli
Mohamed Nasir
Ask
If ask I shall receive
Ask please to forgive
Ask world to be kind
I'm a sinner too blind
To see the plain truth
The stains of my youth
Oh how what can I say
So many to wash away
To those I've sinned I ask only for forgiveness
 Nov 2017 A Shuli
Melodie Fowles
When i write poetry i am stripping for you
Exposing my inner self
And laying it bare for all to see
Sharing my innermost thoughts and feelings
So i am fragile and naked before you
So you can gaze upon my words and understand
How i see the world and who i am deep inside
This act is a sharing of my soul
An open unashamed expression
Of trust between me and you
And i offer it to you with no expectations.
 Nov 2017 A Shuli
Isabelle
Stubborn
 Nov 2017 A Shuli
Isabelle
Yeah, I want you
But I can't have you
So I want you more..
and more... and more
Heard from the song Minimize.

Stubborn Love
We chase, we want
What we can't grasp
We hold, we grab
Whatever chance
Even a little attention
Even a little affection
From people we like
But don't like us back
-isabelle
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