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frozen roots
thirst for warming
pain relief

Written by
Ute Sonja Medley
The color pencils in my hand
My mother's ******* are not like mine
Even her eyes will not be
repeated any more...

مداد رنگی ها دست من بود
سینه های مادرم
شکل من نیست
حتی چشمانش هم
...دیگر تکرار نمی شوند
Kissing plum filled cheeks
Sweetness of youth remembered
Moon shadowing sun

Written by
Ute Sonja Medley
دوست دارم در خیابان ها برقصم
تو لب هایت را به من بده
من گوشواره هایم را می آویزم

i like to dance in the streets
give me your lips
i can hang my earrings
bouffant clouds
sharing blue sky
twinkling windows

Written by
Ute Sonja Medley
I didn't buy flowers this morning
I don't have a smile
I see an old man in the green masses
His hair's white under the sun
This means...
I'm feeling bad!!!

امروز صبح
گل نخریدم
لبخند ندارم
در حجم هایی سبز
پیرمردی را می بینم
که موهایش در خورشید سفید است
...یعنی
!!! حال من دارد بد می شود
people trapped somewhere
virtual reality
existence reduced

Written by
Ute Sonja Medley
sky azure...
vivacious kites
no letters

Written by
Godhooli Dinesh
poem
is
a talk
that will
never be done

شعر
حرفی است
که هیچوقت
عملی نخواهد شد
The floral curtains are purple
They've made black eyes from
their yellow feet
I'll be beautiful...
I walk...
Jasmines grow in every house
I love the smell of the mother's
delicious food in every house
I love to be beautiful
I love my hair to be black
Trees, branches, the green leaves
are golden necklace
under the sun
and I don't know in which house I lost my
childish innocence voice !?

پرده های گل دار بنفش است
از پاهای زردشان
چشم های سیاه  بافته اند
...من زیبا می شوم
...راه می روم
از هر خانه ای گل یاسمن می روید
بوی غذاهای خوشمزه ی مادرها را
از هر خانه دوست دارم
من دوست دارم زیبا باشم
من دوست دارم موهایم سیاه باشد
درخت ها
شاخه ها
برگ های سبز
در خورشید
گردنبند طلایی است
و من نمی دانم
صدای معصومیت کودکانه ام
در کدام خانه گم شد !؟
fragrant wonder shrub
purple lilacs scent of spring
emotions of love

Written by
Nina Grace
dripping leaves...
her side of the park bench
still warm

Written by
Kanchan Chatterjee
If you were God
There would never be light
No sun
No stars in moonlight,
darkness at seas oceans,
gloomy momentum

Written by
Jean C Bertrand
Breathing
so high
to touch
the sky

Sinking so fast
to rest
in the
ground

Travelling
gently
on soul
plane to
Reach the
End

What
Can
****
Me
Gives
Immortality!

Written by
Martin Ijir
We recognize
Unconscious mind
Killing the spirit of love
I guess we understand
The sweetness of the earth
We can smile we can laugh
We can dance we can fly
We can kiss we can hug
We can run we can hide
behind the trees we can sing
beautiful songs
While the leaves are dancing
We recognize love is wonderful
I love you I love you

Written by
Jean C Bertrand
Oh beautiful Jasmines
Tell the sky that the sea doesn't
want any fish
The moon plays with the sun
My red cheeks drawing the
Eglantines leaves

یاسمن های زیبا
به آسمان بگویید
دریا دیگر ماهی نمی خواهد
ماه با خورشید بازی می کند
لپ های سرخ من
برگ های گل نسترن را نقاشی می کشد
Sometimes we try too hard to put smiles on people's face, only to discover our self is full of unhappiness

Written by
Joey Percival Ikechukwu
I've air in my lungs
Eyes in my socket
I can see the sunset
And i can buy a pie whenever i want...

THANK YOU GOD !


Joey Percival Ikechukwu
Break me apart
Or put my heart in chains
Make my eyes break down in
tear
You can throw my feelings in
the mud
Spill your pain in the rain
Yet my love for you is
unconditional
You may have been broken
Your happiness may have been
stolen
Your body may have been
ripped apart
And your heart is determined
To reject
Yet my love is unconditional
Your skin may be black
White or pink
You may wear a rag
Or wear a diamond robe
You may be drenched in pain
Or filled with sweetness
Yet my love is unconditional

Written by
Joey Percival Ikechukwu
Hello hello, its me.
Its been long since we sat in the fields and watch the sun die.
But you said you wanted to be young and be free.
Hello its me.
As you see there no atom of unhappiness in me.

Written by
Joey Percival Ikechukwu
I've had friends, friends that we have climbed the ladder with, unfortunately
friends are like a journey, they have a beginning, they have an end

by Joey Percival Ikechukwu
Sometimes we need to accept the fact that some people are born to fly
Others are meant to walk

by Joey Percival Ikechukwu
They say Africa has got no history
They know how to tell the story

by Joey Percival Ikechukwu
My satchels are mismatched
Its deer doesn't laugh
No pencil sharpener ever

کیف های مدرسه ام لنگه به لنگه اند
گوزن اش نمی خندد
هیچوقت تراش نداشت
I want you to raise your hands to the sky and prayer ''OH GOD PLEASE MAKE ME A MIRACLE WHERE THERE IS WANT, LACK AND DEBACLE''

Written by
Joey Percival Ikechukwu
If the sun goes away with death
All the trees will be like me
Without sun
Without my lady...

Written by
Keikavoos Yakideh
This morning was so beautiful
I lost so much blood
April At 9:00am
It always has golden trees
The sky is too white...
I see so many lined shapes sitting
or bending
I won't sell my drawings
It loves its paintings
The color pencils are walking
The doll laughing
My hands were beautiful
I was pretty in your eyes...
My ****** does not blossom
It flew
Why shouldn't the Jasmine's
blossoms be red ?!
Their yelling is not concordat with me
I want my tears to be Eglantines
For the sun to laugh
My dance with God
Among watercolors
In my mother's ******* eyes is beautiful...
I am the same Jasmine
Yesterday in my mother's arms
And today a woman fondling your
ears by singing lullaby of her virginity
I will put a society to sleep
The wheat is sleeping with the grain field
A girl who the sun doesn't see her ******* will die
in the shining of blues
And my hands will not reach the
black hair of any man
The red beautiful Jasmine flower
doesn't belong to the freedom
I will not realize the illusion of freedom...

امروز صبحی زیبا بود
خون زیادی از من رفت
اردیبهشت
در ساعت نه صبح
همیشه درخت هایی طلایی دارد
...آسمان بی اندازه سفید است
حجم های خطی زیادی می بینم
نشسته است
یا خم می شود
طراحی هایم را نخواهم فروخت
نقاشی هایش را دوست دارد
مداد رنگی ها راه می روند
عروسک می خندد
دست هایم زیبا بود
...من در چشم های تو زیبا بودم
واژن من گل نمی کند
پرواز کرد
چرا نباید گل های یاسمن سرخ باشند !؟
فریادهایشان با من یکی نیست
اشک هایم را
گل نسترن می خواهم
تا خورشید خندیده باشد
رقص من با خدا
میان آبرنگ ها
در چشم های سیاه درشت مادرم زیباست
من همان یاسمنی هستم
که دیروز در آغوش مادرم بودم
و امروز
زنی که صدای لالایی های پرده های بکارتش را
در گوش های شما نوازش می دهد
جامعه ای را خواهم خواباند
گندم با گندم زار خوابیده است
دختری که سینه های آفتاب نخورده ای دارد
در درخشش آبی ها خواهد مرد
دست هایم به موهای مشکی مردی نخواهد رسید
گل سرخ زیبای یاسمن به آزادی تعلق ندارد
...من توهم آزادی را نخواهم فهمید
Silver sky
At dawn
Pronto
Pronto
I shall sing
Lullaby
Pronto
Pronto
I shall dance
Moonwalking
Beneath the grey
Pronto
Pronto
At dawn

Jean C Bertrand
A smiling rose
Under the window
Every single grain of the rain
Brings laughter to the soul
O softness dear sweetness
Humble wind smiling my love
Let use the sweetest ingredient
Slipping honey in the rain

Written by
Jean C Bertrand
kites in sky
intertwine while ascending,
heaven's hugs

Written by
Ute Sonja Medley
Hello.
Autumn
The sequence of my illusion
comes to you
Even if it doesn't, do not tell me

Written by
Keikavoos Yakideh
life lie on meaningless mattress
massage by greed fellow
whose notions to riches is to drain the water that flow
whatever source divine wills' it
life is meaningless
when all secrets you want to acquire end
why live on...for misery and loneliness tears your heart apart
brew of beers you seek solace at
as you dig your grave in a particular position you so desire
lying in your coffin waiting for death to pass by
techniques of greatness smiles at your mind
what is the importance of mastery your craft ?
misery torn one heart in dismay
death wish one whilst to rest his soul
life is a meaningless
journey to tread upon
umami taste of gorse pathways
lead one to unsatisfied pleasure
unhappiness devours one day
as sadness of breath circle one sun
preferring to give your body as a toy to dust

Written by
Martin Ijir
smiley sun shines
her image fill my spirit
carnality ****** my soul avouch
an intricate night our soul intersects
distance become not a barrier
for I am the waves to sail her through
for she is the wind to make the waves flow
together we are the four elements that make the universe

Written by
Martin Ijir
I made kite from the stars
or
Star
from
The kites...
I don't know!
Your eyes were full of kites and stars

Written by
Keikavoos Yakideh
like a maize
you dry keep me
all these years
waiting in the coldness of time
pervading all suitors
just for your sake
love is a prison that holds
my heart
in you i served my sentence's days
now my wing spreads
your butterfly clime
under that sheets
cloud, blood of unstained skin
I give in joy
for you solidly deserved
tears of deep cycle
I do recall
same tears i shed
standing holding your bone
tears of joy you grow in me
as i bear your blood
till i part from my flesh
and wear anew skin
i am still waiting
for you like a maize

Written by
Martin Ijir
but I'm
a broken vase
that mother
was worshiping it

Written by
Keikavoos Yakideh
I bleed innately today
dear unborn child
I sink in a mud of truth
I fail a millionth time
I was despise at a field
howling echoes of neglect
the echoes spreads as dust
I become blind by truth
as i embraces what hates me most
in the field of echoes
do my heart fail with cardiac arrest of unknown attack
my veins appeared upon my face like lightening
steroids sandwich smile at my failing strength
no matter how strong one is death brings one to his kneel
only then will you know your toughest moments in earth
pangs of pains veiled your strength
either you succumbed to lies
or you embraced what you stand for
poisons of marjoram plants I drank in order to liberate my soul
instead of killing me it gives abundant energy
in echoes of dust the voice of truth was created
dear unborn child
it is only a slight change from your thoughts
that will show you the endless path of light
never build on my foundation for evil thoughts the possess
for I have use the evil thoughts to embrace light myself
in this do truth dance in my heart

Written by
Martin Ijir
life's frivolities
rationality out once
protocols stifle

Written by
Ute Sonja Medley
no life without pain
a world pained by suffering
seasons come and go

Written by
Ute Sonja Medley
strings of light
through the branches
the smell of charcoal

Written by
Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo
thick solemn silence
dozens of flag draped coffins
lining the tarmac
_

echoes of summer
shell casings
in a folded flag
I share Iron Haiku's post
I dreamed last night
My earrings were lost
I did not scream...

دیشب خواب دیدم
گوشواره هایم گم شد
...فریاد نزدم
Flirting rain
Catching my eyes
The wind movement
Bursting into tears
O sweet purple eyes
Follow the fountain
O my being beauty
Quenching for love
A king kneeling in the name of love heaven trembling
Causing rivers to follow
Steady rain soften the heart
Waiting for sunshine

Written by
Jean C Bertrand
When my hands were feeling
jealous of the fondling of the grain field,
I was being satisfied by each tree
Thinking of water...
It has free thought
I love my always naked body in it

وقتی دستانم
به نوازش گندم زار
حسادت می کرد
من با هر درختی ارضاء می شدم
...می اندیشم به آب
فکری آزاد دارد
تن همیشه لختم را درآن دوست دارم
this is a very old poem... :-)
injured souls and minds
chasing dreams not of this world
battered and lonely

Written by
Ute Sonja Medley
As the world turns
Turns into bitterness
Bitterness enormous hatred
Hatred from here to there

As the world turns full of fear
fear in the eyes of the birds
Birds weeping plain-spoken no magnanimity
Magnanimity in the kingdom of darkness

As the world turns into fire
Fire covered the rays of the sun endless tears
Tears flooding broken bridges in the land
Land of greediness unholy garden

As the world turns into violence the fruits
Fruits in the garden missing the genuine sun
Sun to shine the eyes of dying birds
Birds weeping weeping weeping...

Written by
Jean C Bertrand
Easy-going and fun-loving angelic beauteous
Saintly descending from sky
Frozen my sadness with tenderness
Religious devoting kisses in silent night
Touching the deepest scars with sweet melody
Je t' adore mon amour
Encore Encore je t' aime je t' aime

Written by
Jean C Bertrand
a blanket of dust
unfathomable casket
a goldless journey

Jean C Bertrand
As I plead to cosmos
Show me secret of calmness
Show me the mystery of loveness
Whispers in the ear the power of love
So delightful smooth-as-honey so sweet feeling ecstasy
With all my heart for kindness of the wind
For the taste of the sun
My humble heart
Will never stop loving you
All over heaven
All over the places on earth
Will never stop loving you
As I plead to cosmos
Never turn away from me
I will let nothing separate me
From the beauty of loving

Written by
Jean C Bertrand
How beautiful it is to wake beneath your tree
at all time and share unending ecstasy
of amorous birds and mammoths of butterflies
how beautiful it is to leave our earthen body in its dust form
as we rise towards the chords of sound
ascending into the zephyr of heaven
as glowing sun never fades but give our soul abundant life to love
how beautiful it is to you i love you

Written by
Martin Ijir
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