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Tina RSH Mar 2019
Many words I despise to praise
and smiles forcefully produced
palms on their eyes, fretting
to eye the truth that tastes so bitter
but mixed with glitter looks just like gold
to the bare eye.
I dare not say
I fret to speak
what truth lies buried in their chest
They'd run a thousand miles away
and shriek at the top of their lungs
to rip that chest apart
dispose of a piece of art
but never hear these words..
Easy to forebear lies within lies
sweet and sinister, like robbing a maiden off virginity
far better to taste, way easier to digest
than relinquish your heart to her fresh love
That is what they desire, not so deeply
And I haul myself to write for a sea of lost souls
and rivers of forgotten tears as mine
whose owners please to shroud
from what's indeed all human
to see with heart, and devour with ears.
This goes to all of us. Whether you've had an emotion or not, if you've ever felt pain and wondered how to react to it, then this poem is yours.
ChinHooi Ng Mar 2019
Dewdrops stay
on the green svelte grass
in the sunshine
reflecting tiny colored lights
this is an emerald green four-leaf clover
it contains hope
love and happiness
it is a symbol of luck
in this lifetime.
Tuan Do Mar 2019
Spirits be drawn,
A morning sun rises,
Is not the blossoming flowers,
A beautiful sight upon the early dew.
A cold, frosty mountain last night,
A warm, radiant field this morning.
- Spring
Mystic Ink Plus Mar 2019
बुद्धका आभास करोगे भरि दिलसे
बन्दुक, बारुद फेँकोगे अप्नी घरसे

शान्त मनहो ,हो शान्त दुनीया
शान्त कर्मोमे मीलेगा फल बढियाँ
शान्तीके नामोमे लडेथे पिछ्ली दुनीया
दुखः.के  सिवा कहा मीला उनहे चैन
बुद्धका आभास...............बन्दुक बारुद.........

दया  करणा हो सारि जनमे
मर्ने मारनेका न होगी  वातेँ
जुल्म रोको अब शान्त मनसे
उठोगे उपर दुसरोके दिलमे
बुद्धका आभास...............बन्दुक बारुद.........

लहु लालका मोल लो जानो
बगाकर  लाल ,  मिला फल क्या, सोचो
आँएथेँ  तुमभी, यहाँ हाथ  खाली
मिलेगा तुमेभी, जगा, पाँच फुट, खाली
बुद्धका आभास...............बन्दुक बारुद.........

लालसा, जब छोडोगे, तुम मनसे
शान्त होगा मन, होगा शान्त घर भी
बुद्धको, दिवार नही, मनमे, बसालो
अह्ङकार मीटाके, शान्त, साँसे बढालो
बुद्धका आभास ........... बन्दुक बारुद
Genre: Inspirational Gazal
Theme: Let peace be with you
daffodil Mar 2019
Each day every day when anxiety calls
I bear down and wait til sweet night falls
The sky turns to black and suddenly they’re there
My saviour my grace
The moon and the stars up there
They smile down upon me with a sparkle and say
Don’t worry darling child
You are so small
Nothing you do matters
Really, nothing at all
A weight is lifted and they whisper to me
You don’t need to carry this
Let me remind you, who you are
And just like that
I feel light and free
And it’s like I can see
The whole world, the whole universe
And I barely notice myself at all
Lost in space and time
Nothing, nobody
And finally
I can breathe
Candi Mar 2019
I'm not conceited
I'm not cocky
I'm just confident
There's a difference between these three
I believe I can be whatever I want to be
Whatever I set my mind to be I will achieve
In the future I will succeed
It's not that I have lots of greed
I just want to be able to get what I need
I want to be known for something good
Not just for some girl who lived in the hood
I love my attitude, my personality
I bet people wish they could be more like me
Like I said before I'm not cocky
I just tell it how it is and that's the way it be
I love my inspiration, my determination
my motivation, my relation
My relationship with God
the one who allows me to see the way I see
Without Him there would be no me
The me I love so dearly
8-28-2003
For some reason I don't have many happy or uplifting poems, but every once and a while one finds its way to my head. :)
Tuan Do Mar 2019
Oh Immortal ones,
Let blood streak the sea,
For my anger has been provoked.
Just a little fun one
Tuan Do Mar 2019
Ten years to master a spear,
A hundred to master the sword,
But an eternality to master the brush.

A spear, I used, to hold a fortress,
A sword unsheathed, the heavens fears,
But a brush in hand, ten thousand enlightened.

Ah, is not the spear a weapon of soldiers,
The sword, the hero's friend,
At last, the brush is the sage's kin.

Why shed blood of a thousand men,
Why not teach immortals and men.
The title is kind of abstract, sorry for that.
Tuan Do Mar 2019
The winds of autumn,
The Emperor's robe flutter.

The storms of spring,
His heart's in anger.

The frost of winter,
A thousand men dies.

The warmth of summer,
Peace for mankind.
Explaination-The Emperor control's the fate of his people like a god.
Crystal Freda Mar 2019
Soaked in
clemency and grace,
into this place
I search for Your face.

Blood stained
on your nailed wrists,
into this place
showers endless bliss.

Darkened nights
grow colder and colder,
but into this place
I lay warm on Your shoulder.

Serene security
resides deep inside us,
and into this place
we are right beside Jesus.
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