World Poets Society W.P.S.

Visit the Official Website: http://world-poets.blogspot.com/

Latest Activity

Tomás Ó Cárthaigh is now a member of World Poets Society W.P.S.
yesterday
Delmar Maia Gonçalves is now a member of World Poets Society W.P.S.
on Friday
Giorgos Vlachos added a photo
February 4
January 31
January 28
ETELVINA GONÇALVES da COSTA updated their profile photo
January 27
Annie and mindbringer are now friends
January 26
Makineedi Surya Bhaskar added a blog post
TOWEL Wiping softly The unctuous darkened fatigue Keeps the face afresh- The Towel! Wiping out gently and smoothly The dark-frozen, silent and Low-spirited numbness Caused by day-long restless work… The Nature kindles Tomorrow’s pageantry of Life…
January 25
January 25
January 25
January 25
Ram Krishna Singh added a blog post
1 DON’T CONDEMN ME It’s all linked but I don’t understand or don’t want to understand because I am too much with me and worry about her dying libido and my own shrinking sex amidst salsa chill Bihu fever, Vishu rituals ringing emptiness day and…
January 23
Attila ELÜSTÜN added 2 blog posts
January 23
Gunsel DJEMAL added 2 blog posts
January 23
Ram Krishna Singh is now a member of World Poets Society W.P.S.
January 23
ETELVINA GONÇALVES da COSTA and Narayanaswamy joined World Poets Society W.P.S.
January 21
ETELVINA GONÇALVES da COSTA added 2 blog posts
January 21
January 21
January 21
January 21

Events

 

Forum

sathya narayana, M.V.S.

BEHIND THE PLASTIC FACES

Started by sathya narayana, M.V.S. in Poets from Europe Jan 17.

mindbringer

Joy Too Old

Started by mindbringer in Poetry in English Jan 12.

alexander j watt

oh no its a poem 1 Reply

Started by alexander j watt in Poetry in English. Last reply by alexander j watt Jan 9.

mindbringer

Equinox Fox 1 Reply

Started by mindbringer in Poetry in English. Last reply by alexander j watt Jan 9.

sathya narayana, M.V.S.

NEW BOOK 2 Replies

Started by sathya narayana, M.V.S. in Poets from Europe. Last reply by sathya narayana, M.V.S. Dec. 30, 2009.

Attila ELÜSTÜN

what is poetry? 11 Replies

Started by Attila ELÜSTÜN in Poets from Europe. Last reply by Damon Brewer Dec. 29, 2009.

mindbringer

By Cycles Fall 3 Replies

Started by mindbringer in Poetry in English. Last reply by Nivedita Dec. 15, 2009.

mindbringer

Sonnet in Bee Flat 4 Replies

Started by mindbringer in Poetry in English. Last reply by mindbringer Dec. 14, 2009.

sathya narayana, M.V.S.

POETIC LICENCE 2 Replies

Started by sathya narayana, M.V.S. in Poets from Europe. Last reply by sathya narayana, M.V.S. Nov. 16, 2009.

Nibedita Sen

Contentment : © Nibedita Sen 1 Reply

Started by Nibedita Sen in Poets from Asia. Last reply by Sonnet Mondal Nov. 15, 2009.

Attila ELÜSTÜN

Poetry/Şiir 3 Replies

Started by Attila ELÜSTÜN in Poets from Europe. Last reply by sathya narayana, M.V.S. Nov. 11, 2009.

mindbringer

Day Dawners

Started by mindbringer in Poetry in English Nov. 8, 2009.

mindbringer

Sea King

Started by mindbringer in Poetry in English Oct. 16, 2009.

Serkan Engin

who are you dear poet? 2 Replies

Started by Serkan Engin in Poets from Europe. Last reply by Alexander N. Arvanitis Oct. 16, 2009.

john moyle

Looking For Poems

Started by john moyle in Poetry in English Sep. 15, 2009.

mindbringer

Mulling It Over

Started by mindbringer in Poetry in English Sep. 13, 2009.

mindbringer

Stalk Musings 2 Replies

Started by mindbringer in Poetry in English. Last reply by mindbringer Sep. 12, 2009.

mindbringer

The Conqueror

Started by mindbringer in Poetry in English Aug. 25, 2009.

sathya narayana, M.V.S.

poets have social responsibility. Do u agree my friends 15 Replies

Started by sathya narayana, M.V.S. in Poets from Europe. Last reply by Tim Johnson Aug. 25, 2009.

mindbringer

Columbine Jim

Started by mindbringer in Poets from Europe Aug. 25, 2009.

Blog Posts

Makineedi Surya Bhaskar

TOWEL, NO MOTHER ALAS!, THE BED OF MOON

TOWEL

Wiping softly
The unctuous darkened fatigue
Keeps the face afresh-
The Towel!

Wiping out gently and smoothly
The dark-frozen, silent and
Low-spirited numbness
Caused by day-long restless work…

The Nature kindles
Tomorrow’s pageantry of Life-

Which secret pocket does it keeps in…
The towel of Light!

NO MOTHER ALAS!

The Moon in the lap of a cloud
I’m in the lap of my mother!

“Come…come, the Moon!”

Mother calls moon for my sake.

Oh! The moon has no mother alas,
To call… Continue

Posted by Makineedi Surya Bhaskar on January 25, 2010 at 10:36pm

Ram Krishna Singh

Some poems from SEXLESS SOLITUDE AND OTHER POEMS in ENGLISH-GREEK

1 DON’T CONDEMN ME

It’s all linked but I don’t understand
or don’t want to understand because

I am too much with me and worry
about her dying libido and my

own shrinking sex amidst salsa chill
Bihu fever, Vishu rituals

ringing emptiness day and night shake
the age-wrapped youth for single-edge play

in forked flame carve image of heaven
to challenge the jealous God undo

sins of races flowing in my blood:
I love Him through the bodies He made

but they don’t understand redemption
in churning… Continue

Posted by Ram Krishna Singh on January 23, 2010 at 1:46pm

Attila ELÜSTÜN

Dünya / ağlamakta

kelimeler uçuşur
birer birer
nasıl karmaşık
isli puslu İstanbul
leş kokuyor hava…
kargalar dolaşıyor
aç çığlıklarla…
baktığım her yer
karanlık…
ışıklar çok uzakta
Yıldızlar terk etmiş
Dünya / ağlamakta
ucunu özenle açtığım
kalemim serseri mayın
yırtıyor sayfaların bağrını
daha önceleri ;
hiç acıtmazdı canını
hafızam zorlanmada
sahte gülücüklerle
dolaşır fahişeler etrafımda
gece gündüz demeden
eteklerimden
çekiştirerek aşağıya
üstelik;
kendime gelemeden
aksamdan kalma...
nedendir bu ikiyüzlülük
b… Continue

Posted by Attila ELÜSTÜN on January 23, 2010 at 3:07am

Gunsel DJEMAL

İstanbuldan ilk sen ayrıldın..!You left İstanbul first (Doğan Kılıçkaya anısına)KAL KIRMIZI-STAY RED

içerken
londra ve İstiklalde
veda partisindeydik
ama yoktu Doğan
boştu oturağı
rakı şişede küskün
sessiz Noelde öldü

İstanbuldan ilk sen ayrıldın..!
Üsküdar hala ıslak...

Günsel Djemal 25.12.2009 - Londra


You left İstanbul first..!

we were writing;
when drinking
and were at farewell party
at London/at İstiklal
but Doğan was not there...
his chair was empty
even the rakı in the bottle was offended
he died on the silence of the Xmas day

You left İstanbul first...Üsküdar still wet.

Günsel Dj… Continue

Posted by Gunsel DJEMAL on January 23, 2010 at 3:02am

Gunsel DJEMAL

otoban şaşkınklığında gözlerinin/sırtımı yükledim sırtıma-with the highway wonder of your eyes/I saddled

my back onto my backShare
Tuesday, 12 January 2010 at 20:46 | Edit note | Delete
Sırtıma yükledim yüreğimin/iz sürülebilen raylarına
mutluluk giydirdim
geri aldım sırtıma sırtımı
us um sarhoş ve havariler kadar arzulu
yüreğim atmakta dudaklarının imalı dokunuşlarıyla
takip ederim kaldırımlarda/
kavuşmak için...
içimde damlalardan umutlarım
voltalarım/ gözlerim yıldızlara odaklı
ay saklanmış
sürüklüyorum yorgun ayaklarımı
onuru kırılmış açık sehirlere/
hiçbiryer saf değil, hiçbiryer giz değil...… Continue

Posted by Gunsel DJEMAL on January 23, 2010 at 2:46am

Attila ELÜSTÜN

To rain on your shores soaked to the skin

To be able to seek refuge to your harbour
and to rain on your shores soaking to the skin
to be deceived by your eyes
sip by sip
and to die afterwards
but to resist to die
to this cursed life
hanging down in rags
comb myself in your hair
you were squirming in me
now from there
to enter from the Black-sea from your mountains
to rise to the sky
and run in your fields
be “one”
wrapping tightly, from your river arms
with the Sun in your eyes
to go far as your beaches
and to be able to seek refuge to… Continue

Posted by Attila ELÜSTÜN on January 23, 2010 at 2:42am

ETELVINA GONÇALVES da  COSTA

Uma nova década começa e há algo no ar.

Caros amigos,

Uma nova década começa e há algo no ar.

Milhares de e-mails estão chegando na Avaaz cheios de esperança, entusiasmo e determinação. O mundo está enfrentando uma série de desafios este ano mas há algo muito diferente também - um otimismo de que, se nos mantermos unidos, tudo é possível.

Chegou a hora de traçar o nosso rumo em 2010. Clique abaixo para participar de uma pesquisa para definir a agenda da Avaaz e da sociedade civil global este ano (veja as respostas no fim do questio… Continue

Posted by ETELVINA GONÇALVES da COSTA on January 21, 2010 at 7:55pm

ETELVINA GONÇALVES da  COSTA

Mais informações:

Caros amigos,

O pior terremoto dos últimos 200 anos atingiu o Haiti esta semana. A capital do país foi devastada, matando milhares de pessoas e ameaçando mais de 3 milhões neste país já desesperadamente pobre.

Os haitianos estão pedindo ajuda urgente ao mundo. Nós já estamos em contato com organizações locais que estão mobilizando esforços comunitários de alívio e resgate. Vamos apoiar estes grupos locais enviando uma onda de doações do mundo todo para apoiar o seu trabalho na linha de frente… Continue

Posted by ETELVINA GONÇALVES da COSTA on January 21, 2010 at 7:45pm

ETELVINA GONÇALVES da  COSTA

Um símbolo: o que resta da catedral de Port au Prince...




A cruz de Port Prince

Um sinal sobre a verdade e a vida a luz divina
que permanece sobre os que sofrem e os alivia
Por sob os destroços de uma terra supliciada
Um indício de fé e esperança se hasteia
A cruz do martírio intacta alteia-se em glória
E most… Continue

Posted by ETELVINA GONÇALVES da COSTA on January 21, 2010 at 7:30pm

Soaroir de Campos

Port-au-Prince - lets add (in any language) a poem or a sentence to this icon


O Calvário
no ícone do artista, o calvário
no silêncio dos escombros, a obra
sustentando a fé dos príncipes
no único e supremo Porto.

by Soaroir de Campos
Jan. 21/2010
Brazil

photo: received by e-mail/lassinha/pt

Posted by Soaroir de Campos on January 21, 2010 at 6:30pm — 1 Comment

Joseph J. Breunig 3rd

Poem: Release the Songbird in Me

O my Lord of mercy and grace -
I desire to write more spiritual verse,
while flying on your notes of blessings
and overcoming Mankind’s sin curse.

My heart’s singing of your joy,
as You feed me by Your hand
the fullness of Thy melodic Word;
thus enabling… my ability to understand.

O Lord, give flight to my words
while I’m attuned to Your Spirit –
May Your message reach weary souls
and empower them with a Heavenly lift.

Allow me to rest in Your Presence,
nestled amid the branches of Life’s Tre… Continue

Posted by Joseph J. Breunig 3rd on January 20, 2010 at 11:19pm

Nivedita

Who said we have changed/??

It was 9:05 p.m. ,


and they had been impatiently waiting since three hours

The bulb of the O.T intermittently flickered like their heart beat

They walked another time towards the window,

and discussed about the variety of the parked cars



Sonu, the youngest kid,

Ran to uncle with another innocent demand

Uncle send sonu to play again

Repeating the instruction in his little head

Sonu ran to the eldest of the cousin gang



When sonu repeated what uncle said,

They boo-ed and sat in a co… Continue

Posted by Nivedita on January 20, 2010 at 2:49pm

Giorgos Vlachos

Κάτω απ'την υπογραφή του Μοnet

Στη Μαριάννα

΄Οταν κλινοσκεπάσματα γαλάζιας νύκτας
τυλίγουν τη πόλη
σχιζοφρένεια , κατάθλιψη , απάτη
διασχίζουν λεωφόρους
ή κολυμπάνε στο κόκκινο
πράσινη βροχή λιμνάζει
στο κήπο του μπορντέλου
η γάτα στο κεφαλόσκαλο
ανακατεύει τη τράπουλα
ο έρωτας ιδρωμένος κυλάει
επάνω σε θηλυκό κι αρσενικό
ποτάμι κάτω απ' την υπογραφή
του Monet .

Γιώργος Βλάχος
10-11-2008

Posted by Giorgos Vlachos on January 12, 2010 at 5:06pm

Preity

Night of the Truth

The evil predator kisses the night
To make it awake for him to delight.
The moon and the stars seems to hide
To dim their light to stop his stride.
Hiding among bushes with evil eyes
He waits his prey to weakly mound.
Piercing young flesh with ugly claws
He sucks blood like a thirsty hound.
The sky flashes with nature's light
To see him feasting on his frail bait.
The quiver ran down my chilling spine
To see his guilty eyes piercing mine.
Crying to myself, is this you?
Chanting to myself, Oh
Continue

Posted by Preity on January 11, 2010 at 9:56pm

Soaroir de Campos

Algumas palavras - Few words

© Soaroir
11/01/10

"FALAR DE AMOR"


Amor não é uma bicicleta encostada
que a experiência adquirida
basta para voltar a andar

ou um cobertor substituto
de algo mais leve
durante a primavera

ele não sobrepõe inconstâncias
distâncias, e cercas de proteção
e foge da lembrança

Idioma de estranha nação é o amor
singular estilo de expressão
sobrevive com exercício lhano
e convívio constante

ou só aparece quando é lembrado
que já foi esquecido.




(Mote: "Falar de Amor"

SoContinue

Posted by Soaroir de Campos on January 11, 2010 at 3:30pm

Giorgos Vlachos

ΝΕΑ ΥΟΡΚΗ , ΑΘΗΝΑ , ΠΕΚΙΝΟ

Νέα Υόρκη , Αθήνα , Πεκίνο ,
μαστούρα , μπαζούκας , πορείες ,
Του κόσμου τα νήματα λύνω
κι ακροβατώ σε ροζ ιστορίες .

Αστέρια , σταυροί και δρεπάνια ,
κοιλαράδες , φτωχοί , μανιφέστα ,
Τον κόσμο σταυρώνουν τσογλάνια
κι από πάνω ζητάνε τα ρέστα .

Σατανάδες ντυμένοι ηγέτες ,
απ' τις οθόνες μοιράζουν καρβέλια ,
Την Ειρήνη βυζαίνουν ικέτες
και την αγάπη μου ντύνουν κουρέλια .

Στου πλανήτη το άδειο στομάχι
τα ζάρια τους ρίχνουνε φαύλοι ,
κι αναρωτιέμαι το τέλος που θα ' χει
η παρτίδα που παίζουνε… Continue

Posted by Giorgos Vlachos on January 9, 2010 at 3:20am

Joseph J. Breunig 3rd

Poem: Christmas II (An Acrostic)

Christ is my Lord and Savior –

Holy is His precious name;

Redemption He brings to everyone, for He is…

Immanuel – which means “God is with us”.

Salvation is Jehovah’s greatest gift, for Christ overcame

The tomb of Death’s grave.

Mankind needs to accept this present, for Christ

Always desires to clothe us in His righteousness.

Sinners and Saints, rejoice in Him, this holiday season!

Posted by Joseph J. Breunig 3rd on January 7, 2010 at 3:05pm

Joseph J. Breunig 3rd

Poem: Christmas (An Acrostic)

Christ is still this season's reason of Hope;

Harps of angels tinkle with celebration -

Risen is our Savior, who is still

Interceding on everyone's behalf.

Satan is defeated, now and forever more.

Today is a gift, for it's always present;

Make room in your heart to share Love

And let the Joy of the Lord flow freely.

Saints, sinners arise... and be glad in Him!





Wishing everyone a Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays this 2009 season!

Posted by Joseph J. Breunig 3rd on January 7, 2010 at 3:04pm

Joseph J. Breunig 3rd

Poem: The Dark Heretic

In diligent search of God
was the dark heretic,
a master of the natural world
and our father of modern physics.

In defiance of the Church
stood Sir Isaac Newton alone,
cloistered in his office, clinging…
To personal beliefs, of his own.

Interest in “The End Times”
was his lifelong, secret mission -
His papers were intentionally hidden,
from recognizing the gravity of his situation.

In the study of Divine Prophesy,
Newton poured incessantly over The Word,
convinced that his Doomsday calculatio… Continue

Posted by Joseph J. Breunig 3rd on January 6, 2010 at 5:04pm

Joseph J. Breunig 3rd

Poem: When Will You Come?

Oh my Lord –

When will You come?
Will I be found, before my earthly life is done?

Will I experience Your Resurrection Power
and observe how sin You have conquered & devoured?

It’s a win-win scenario, for me, in any case –
As I long to see Your radiance, revealed at Heaven’s pace.

To enter Your gates with humble willingness
is real, knowing that I’m clothed by Your Righteousness.

When will You come?
Will I be found, before Death has finally succumbed?

Although Your timetable has not bee… Continue

Posted by Joseph J. Breunig 3rd on January 6, 2010 at 5:03pm

 
 

Badge

Loading…
 

© 2010   Created by Dimitris P. Kraniotis on Ning.   Create a Ning Network!

Badges  |  Report an Issue  |  Privacy  |  Terms of Service

Sign in to chat!