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Started by mindbringer in Poetry in English. Last reply by mindbringer 1 day ago.
Sonnet in Bee Flat
Started by mindbringer in Poetry in English Oct 19.
Sea King
Started by mindbringer in Poetry in English Oct 16.
who are you dear poet? 2 Replies
Started by Serkan Engin in Poets from Europe. Last reply by Alexander N. Arvanitis Oct 16.
Contentment : © Nibedita Sen
Started by Nibedita Sen in Poets from Asia Oct 12.
Poetry/Şiir 2 Replies
Started by Attila ELÜSTÜN in Poets from Europe. Last reply by Gunsel DJEMAL Oct 10.
Equinox Fox
Started by mindbringer in Poetry in English Sep 16.
Looking For Poems
Started by john moyle in Poetry in English Sep 15.
what is poetry? 8 Replies
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Mulling It Over
Started by mindbringer in Poetry in English Sep 13.
Stalk Musings 2 Replies
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The Conqueror
Started by mindbringer in Poetry in English Aug 25.
poets have social responsibility. Do u agree my friends 16 Replies
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Columbine Jim
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High Coo of Daffie
Started by mindbringer in Poetry in English Aug 25.
The Stage
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Poetry a last or lost thing ! 6 Replies
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To all
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Young poets 3 Replies
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Blog Posts
Poem: Visionless?
having sight, yet unable to see.
Soul's blindness that's dark and deep
indicates your spirit is fast asleep.
Use the Word to ignite your inner spark
and awaken your slumber by the Lord's Light.
To have Life's purpose and meaning for self
promotes character and personal delight.
Having vision is intended for all,
so get fitted with some new glasses.
Accomplishments are attainable, provided you're
willing to use God's Word, while getting off your....
From my book:… Continue
Posted by Joseph J. Breunig 3rd on October 29, 2009 at 2:29pm
Poem: Danger of Zealous Fervor
but at what further cost?
Unacceptable is using fear as mind control
for reaching those considered 'lost'.
When not as an example of victorious living,
the principles of God appear to lose credibility.
If not demonstrating a God that's loving,
then appeal of the Kingdom lacks desirability.
To berate skeptical souls with Hell's threat
will deliberately cause immediate offense.
Salvation is not a game with souls to bet -
Offer encouragement to get off the lukewar… Continue
Posted by Joseph J. Breunig 3rd on October 29, 2009 at 2:28pm
Poem: Eternity
one day I'll walk beneath the trees
with the coolness of God's Spirit
flowing more gently than an Earthly breeze.
In the royal kingdom of priests,
I'll run barefoot on streets of soft gold,
overwhelmed by the perfection of peace,
following where angels had previously strolled.
Before the awesome throne room,
I'll exude continual heartfelt praise
as part of God's familial host
safe and secure in everlasting days.
From my book: Reaching Towards His Unbounded Glo… Continue
Posted by Joseph J. Breunig 3rd on October 28, 2009 at 2:34pm
Poem: A Sinner Like Me
guided by The Word most holy and pure,
I'm striving to learn principles
for a sanctified life to endure.
My Lord loves me without hesitation
and allowed a part of Himself to die.
He's calling me homeward without reservation;
by His Spirit, to His side, I'll eventually fly.
Knowing I'm a child of His,
during trying times I find true encouragement.
I'm able to lean on His strength
while in search of heavenly ascent.
Stumbling forward with pained progress,
I've… Continue
Posted by Joseph J. Breunig 3rd on October 28, 2009 at 2:33pm
Estão voltando as flores
(imagemNet)
A Primavera Faz Sina
Soaroir 22/9/09
Do florido pé de manacá
Eu mando umas flores para ti
Além das que deixo por aqui
Outro punhado mando pra lá.
Posted by Soaroir de Campos on October 6, 2009 at 3:32pm
If
i would have sat at the shores of Mediterranean before i started creating...
and would insert my poet hands to your heart and hurt you,
because you have lied to me Cyprus
i had to abandon my childhood; my only toy was your stones,
your plants, ropes and only doll which i used to play were a hand made by my mum
Were always escorted by the soldiers when going to school
i wanted to fall in love on your torso and swim in your waters/you have taken that away...
you offended me in… Continue
Posted by Gunsel DJEMAL on September 23, 2009 at 2:42pm
Childhood of Homelessness
Childhood of Homelessness
they draw knife to the grief and throw razor to the hell
with rubbing their courage by the thinner
their stomachs are deserted and their dreams are blind
their pupils are a pair of dices shaken to the pain
they walk with suicide march
violence suckl… Continue
Posted by Serkan Engin on September 22, 2009 at 9:53pm — 3 Comments
Bir resim çizeceğim
gözleri bahar gibi parlak
saçları güneş kadar ışıltılı
dudaklarıysa kan kırmızı
aynada
ya bakarsam sana
sevdiğim
kanım donarda
atmazsa kalbim!
Günsel Djemal 17/9/2009 Randisbourne Gardens-Londra
Posted by Gunsel DJEMAL on September 17, 2009 at 10:03pm
On my forty eighth
dignified woman
in a crowded East Dulwich coffee shop
open books/empty cups/laptops on the
wooden tables
an hour or less
i street gazed
my darling’s image hangs
inside the passing crowd
my happiness was so untouchable
staring at the fallen
Sycamore lush leaf
all the children here
live in posh houses
making love from his arms/
i gave my soul
when skin touched skin
oh bitter sweetness
how can cities be content?
i should pray, sing, dance
and i am weeping
one baby in his buggy cri… Continue
Posted by Gunsel DJEMAL on September 17, 2009 at 9:01pm
PASSION
moaning
silent
calm and
deep sea,
my heart
moans to
silence
-passion-
rushing
from the
forehead
right down
--along--
thirsty
calm lips
till it
can trust
the tongue
to hide...
Posted by DOM NATH KAFLEY on September 17, 2009 at 4:44am
Kanayacağım Güneşi...
Güneşi...
üstüne rakı içeceğım
üzülme anacığım...
babamı dirilteceğim...
21.06.2009 Bayrampaşa
Atilla Elüstün
Posted by Attila ELÜSTÜN on September 15, 2009 at 2:30am — 1 Comment
The G point of the night
The G point of the night
our skins have touched
to the G point of the night
there is a red earthquake
at the lonely places of the skin
the desire has been chatty
when your breath covered my body
your breath is the prologue
of your rainy motions
i am the discoverer
of your body's secret city
my hands has t… Continue
Posted by Serkan Engin on September 14, 2009 at 10:11am — 2 Comments
To my soul
without spilling, without dropping, read me
don’t you worry, if not earth/ i will bury myself in water
possibly you don’t need to hold my hands
look at the flowers and
into the children’s eyes
and love me.
(W.P.S) Günsel Djemal Djemal 13/2/2009
Posted by Gunsel DJEMAL on September 12, 2009 at 11:31pm
The Broken Apprentice
The Broken Apprentice
i couldn’t repair the bonnet of my life
as i have made my heart a hammer
my master disgorges his feeling lowly to me
he expends my youth as oakum
my desires couldn’t being welded anymore
i have been broken from yesterday to tomorrow
they say “your offen… Continue
Posted by Serkan Engin on September 11, 2009 at 8:35pm — 3 Comments
Open/for you
by spreading it’s scarlet
tulle curtain to the sea
woken-up from asleep
the snow is insidious fox
troubled clouds
cross with each other; weeping
scattered colours
each one of them waiting for their turn
the coughs of the sky
destroys the harmony
the lightning flashes up
fisherman agitated
one cat named Tekir
obviously freezing
had find a shelter
at the smallest door
don’t ask about me…
to you despicable/open/for you
Poem by: Atilla Elustun -26/3/2005 –Istanbul
Tran… Continue
Posted by Attila ELÜSTÜN on September 11, 2009 at 3:38pm
BÜTÜN ÖTEKİLER BENİM
BÜTÜN ÖTEKİLER BENİM
Alevi Eşcinsel bir Zenciyim
Ateist Travesti bir Mohikanım
Dersimli bir Laz, Lazistanlı bir Kürdüm
Berlinli bir Pigme, Kongolu bir Germenim
Serkan Engin
Ê DIN GÎ EZIM
Ez reşike kî êlevî û hevgayim
Ez Mohîkane kî travestî û bê xudê me
Laz e kî ji Dersime, Kirmance kî ji… Continue
Posted by Serkan Engin on September 10, 2009 at 10:30am — 1 Comment
Ghazal to Pera Belle
Ghazal to Pera Belle
now love is a tearing sea which of blue is thin
i don’t ask that from where a pair of indelible hazel eyes burn
the sky falls down on our life and slim letters spread on us
lame birds bleed to the treble clef of loneliness
now life is a ruined wall which i scratch to my dre… Continue
Posted by Serkan Engin on September 8, 2009 at 3:13pm — 11 Comments
A whole 35 years without olives’
couldn’t hold hopes/crazy waves
Mediterranean hey!
Five Fingers caresses/with the hard of her hand
can’t speak/blonde haired meadows
blood ejaculates from the soil/ on to her marigold butter meadows
too many deaths/Mehmet, Huseyin, Andrea, Yiannis...
and their unknown graves
of my day-to-day desires/it is not the waiting we need
should i grow my belly bigger/as if precious, as if?
like my mother I swell/every single dy… Continue
Posted by Gunsel DJEMAL on September 5, 2009 at 3:00pm
The Snake of cold blood green
Vexed and squirms
Thickness and heaviness is away
He left and this time never looked back
Yes I'm free for it was him all along
Sucking the roots of a Peachtree
Just like a wolf robbing every drop of a life til death
Thinking the life would be gone soon
Snake thinking psycho is green blooded cold
slithers on full of black mold
Leaving the world of read passion
For it will only be read
but never red to come to bloom
Outlined in white of old,
A see of true life
thee h… Continue
Posted by Celeste A Ross ~ CAR on August 26, 2009 at 5:00am
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