A Poem A Day Keeps The Demons At Bay

Nov 2017

Paul Hardwick

Born without them
came in a box
into the 50's
parents scared to death
reading the box lid
this is parcel two of three
batteries not included
so remember that
when poping under the Christmas tree
triple AAA's
needed to work
we hope you enjoy your product
register it today
post the card provided
but warning
batteries not included
P.S. you make yourself
then pop the batteries in
what will you call it
make that up on your own
pop the batteries in and turn it on
into the 60's
then I had become
all thinking as one

Love your Son P@ul.

Sorry Father Mother
Love really ***.

Nov 2017

Shylah S

A Man

once there was a boy
he wanted to be a man
but he misunderstood
he saw these self-proclaimed "men"
stoic big strong
sweep a lady off their feet
smooth as butter on a frying pan
he played dressup
crisp suits and hats

I fear he failed to realize though
he was a man
in fact the manliest of them all

a mark of a man is not
how many women swoon in his presence
the way he walks
the depth in his voice

it's his compassion
to be truly himself
to love fully
of pure heart
for that is the man to rule all men

#man

Nov 2017

Pradip Chattopadhyay

Brothers

They make their way through the crowd.

Beneath the sky amber in the last sun
the retrieved spark steers their feet
to explore the gorgeously festive town
smelling of discovery at every turn
of people and shops and sellers
and food tempting to be tasted
women too lovely not to be noticed
houses illuminated like light is free
flying as in a dream long in the coming
but arrived too glorious for any regret.

The younger when a few paces ahead
stops so the other could catch up
always remembering the six years
matter much in the count of speed.

The sky above grows older and paler
but their blistered feet feel no pain
from the four hours of rewinding years
glistening as night dew in their eyes.

A travel with my brother, and dedicated to him.
October 29, 2017, 11 pm.

Nov 2017

Poetic T

My Eyes Are Up Here...

He wasn't looking at my eyes ,
              so I took his.

Pretty little pools...
       marbles of sight.

I threw them in the trash,
        his life dirt trodden looks...

#harsh #eyes #pools

Nov 2017

Ashly Kocher

Scars

We all have SCARS
Whether
         Physical
              or
          Mental
The difference is
If you chose to
Embrace them
Or hide them from the world

Nov 2017

JMB

I Don't Want To Die

I don't want to die.
Okay, let me rephrase that.
I mean I don't want a typical death.
I want it to be unforgettable.
I don't want to die any of the ways
That have already been used.
Car accidents.
Burning.
Health problems.
******.
Suicide.
OD
And much more.
You see, all these ways of death
include something else:
Statistics.
I don't want to be a statistic when I die.
I don't want the only remaining part of me
To be just a single number
Buried under millions more.
But I don't have a say in the matter,
Do I?
---
JMB

Nov 2017

Mystic904

'My Foreign Heart'

Left myself behind for Thy sake
Modify me through soul's remake

O' Lord! can't be more of a betrayer
Still though, I yearn for a divine remake

My heart is in Makkah
My heart is in Makkah!

Eyes can't bear watching, but none bothers
I ask for protection, for me and my brothers

Extreme suffering, such a cruel massacre
I ask for Jannah, for me and my brothers

Over our heads have we turned ******* n waste
I ask for purification, for me and my brothers

None cares for the sufferers as though not human
I ask Thy attention, for me and my brothers

My heart is in Palestine
My heart is in Palestine!

I plea to be bathed in the divine henna
In the home of the Prophet, madina madina

In the land of peace, make me offer a prayer
For me, my fellows, in the heart of madina

Revive once again the brotherhood amongst us
Like them ansaris and muhajirs of madina

Can't wait but for a chance or an opportunity
Offering myself forth, take me to madina

My heart is in Madina
My heart is in Madina!

#myheart #palestine #makkah #madina

Nov 2017

Christopher Lowe

That's called falling in love

At first
She was
But a whisper in my heart
A singular beat
A fleeting moment
That grew monumentally
And
Surely now
Without her
I'd experience death

First one in awhile. Forgotten who I was for a while but the words have been fighting for freedom. Need support more than ever friends....

#love #heart #death #thought #girl #boy #time #moments

Oct 2017

Poetic T

When We Can No Longer Touch Them

We all have that tomb
                   of granite words,
carved out that will never fade.

From our thoughts and reflections..
                          they were, and are our love,
   no longer with our grasp.
               But always within the echoes of our smiles.

#past #sadness #memorys #love #smile

Oct 2017

Paul Hardwick

Man can, can.

Seldom Sam
dribbling out words
of the man can
can, can man
seldom Sam can
see seldom can can
of the words
of seldom seen man
can
spurt out words
of can can's words.

now just dribble down your chin.

P@ul.

Oct 2017

Paul Hardwick

Biopharmaceutical Man.

natural
thickly
one two three
step behind
four inches above
six inches of common man
balancing on two legs
eight fingers, two opposing thumbs
on two hands
one head
two halves of one's brain
always counting on himself
looking for a mate?

Wow Even cool for me. XXXX.

Oct 2017

Mike Hauser

this little poem

Pick me, pick me
Said the little poem from the back
It has been in the line so long
Longing to be read

It knows that it is special
You can see it in its rhyme
It just needs someone to read it
Spare a few minutes of their time

It tries its best not to sound desperate
As no one likes a whiny poem
Also knows some poems are more meaningful
And just wants to get along

It wasn't written by a famous poet
Like Dickinson or Walcott
But does it matter whose hand the pen is in
When you're jotting down your thoughts

As it now stands it'll stay in back
Waiting for the opportunity
To attract someone to take a chance
And give this little poem its read