style; perhaps my frenzy unedited
kind of poetry contrasts with
those whose whims are more whimsical
a four line acbd or my liberal taking of conjunctives
and splices my way
contrasts ;
tell a story is my parody
give a scene make it half real at least give character
with ambiguity, let the reader finish it:
prose a theory argue it halfheartedly
when the theme is never that ,
between lines is much of
the daily things, so in my poetry.

There's a quiet murmuration
Of figments of my imagination
Dreams and broken notions
Feelings and emotions
Swirling and rearranging
Into ever-changing shapes in my mind

There are absent gods and howling dogs
And the broken backs of the poor
While jugglers perform tricks with wealth
As nobody seems to care anymore
Amidst marching boots as children shoot
And hope lies dead on the floor

There seems to be a ghost somewhere
Wandering high in purple mountains
And low in deep green valleys
And this roaming soul may well be
A kind of long lost truth
Inside my hidden mind

                               By Phil Roberts

Cannot overemphasise the importance of never giving up,
If you believe in a cause, a person, an idea, with every cell in your body,
No matter what logic and books and your friends and the internet may say,
If you have faith in something,
You owe it to yourself, and the object of your belief,
To fight -
Every hurdle in your way,
And if that hope and belief survives every hurdle...









So will you

Do not dream too loudly
You may awaken your conscience

                                        By Phil Roberts

Company in Delight
Let my love leave the clouds behind
Let us be real part of the eternal light
I have taken over by my heart my mind
My sweetheart your company is delight
I can not explain taste of your beauty
What I know I saw and I lost just myself
You made me a man but fully free
My heart is but to place you on high shelf
Love is what only eternal beauty can take
Its fire can not be taken by an ordinary soul
On my burning cheeks you are snowflake
In heart of my heart you are hidden as whole
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2017 Golden Glow

Thanks for going back in time
Visiting some of the thoughts of my mind
He is a Traveler of time and space
Always in search of that perfect place
He has crossed the distance and the abyss
Into areas that don't even exist
Often heard but rarely seen
Even visiting me in the In between
He looks up to the stars and sky so clear
Always with wonder never with fear
May the compass of this traveler's soul
Keep directing him onward and forward
Always discovering new lyrics and words
Keeping the ladies happy and stirred
Really hearing what his heart wants to say
Maybe even find that perfect place to stay
Travel on good traveler but just know this
I will always leave the window open for that kiss :)