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 Feb 2018
Mohd Arshad
Only I am clever.
So most of the times
I have to bear humiliation.
 Feb 2018
Mohd Arshad
The purpose of poetry
Is to plant trees in every mind
 Feb 2018
Mohd Arshad
O Joy, stop saddening, sulking;
The fork teeth of cold are blunt;
The snow doesn't have identity
Of its own, and lost its current.

Jolly crickets are loving lovers,
And our hearts are now daffodils;
we are aquamarine once again;
March is here and on the hills.
 Feb 2018
Mohd Arshad
I don't want to be the grass.
It can't hold the dew completely.
I don't want to be the leaf.
It can't bear the drop for long.
I want to be earth to soak your love
 Feb 2018
Mohd Arshad
On Teddy Bear Day
One has to bear
what was unbearable
For him the who year
 Feb 2018
Mohd Arshad
I scrambled a poem!

Some hair,
Two eyes,
Two lips,
All cheeks!

Mixed them in love.
'You' were ready.

Come and taste it!
 Feb 2018
Mohd Arshad
We are all born
without nothing achievable
So we need to begin to get those things
 Jan 2018
Mohd Arshad
Evil wears a mask
At bird's call it's gold
When the dusk is dark
It's silver in one fold

Both melts with Pendulum
And it gets dust, not even plum
 Jan 2018
Mohd Arshad
Hold one's hand
And feel the moment.
Then look back
How much you have left.
 Jan 2018
Mohd Arshad
The blind has no vision
But his dream has it
 Jan 2018
Mohd Arshad
Everything
Is
Cold
In
Cold
Not the dream that keeps you warm
 Jan 2018
Mohd Arshad
The frog will never
Come out of the pond without education................
 Nov 2017
Ann M Johnson
There are times when words seem to flow effortlessly unto paper.
At other times it seems to be quite a struggle. The ink runs low or is in short supply.
My quill seems ill, or worn and damaged.
  The ink on the quill threatens to dry up altogether, then a simple truth occurs to me.
  I need to renew and replenish and restore my quill by taking a dip in the ink well.
  I need the ink well to fully function. I was running dry trying too ******* my own.
  My quill takes a dip in the ink well .May creativity flow from the ink well and fill the quill up to the appropriate capacity.
If an extra drop of ink should occur it should be available to share with another quill in need of refreshment.
If you find a friend who is need of encouragement don’t let their ink dry up.
Instead help them take a dip in the ink well. Where together inspiring words can have an endless supply.
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