Feeling Poems
Star Stops Twinkling
by Rijesh kafle
You may crush me at your feet,
You may break me with deceit.
You may hate my personality,
You may ruined all my sanity.
I thought your soul was good to see,
Until your screams were thrown at me.
Rule number one, remember this,
Never shout and call it bliss.
You may hate to see me glow,
Still my light begins to show.
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Emptiness
by Man MrytIn
Continue readingJust Strangers With Memories
by Anisha Nyambe
We're not friends, not enemies,
just strangers with memories
loosely hanging on the wall;
silently awaiting to die and fall.
Pass me by and remember to forget
a pausing moment you wish to regret.
Our eyes shall meet
and we shall shuffle our feet
when the smile we try to form
is the exact opposite of norm.
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A Feeling I’ll Never Have Again
by Antonio Hamersky
I felt boundless out north on Knox on a
cold turn of the just-after New Years.
Even though it was a new year,
there was a chance to be a new person,
There’s always another chance,
there will always be another chance
Though this was something I never really knew
Until that time I felt boundless out north
On Knox on a cold turn just after New Years
A Poem on Beauty
by Bhaskaranand Jha Bhaskar
Beauty of the body
You embody
Lies…
In my eyes;
My mind is dazzled
By the beauty
Emanating
From your mind…
Aglow with the beauty
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Star Stops Twinkling
by Rijesh kafle
You may crush me at your feet,
You may break me with deceit.
You may hate my personality,
You may ruined all my sanity.
I thought your soul was good to see,
Until your screams were thrown at me.
Rule number one, remember this,
Never shout and call it bliss.
You may hate to see me glow,
Still my light begins to show.
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Eeuwig zingende bossen
by Mario Odekerken
Eeuwig zingende bossen
ademen in een taal zonder woorden
bladeren fluisteren langs elkaar heen
alsof ze iets herinneren wat wij vergeten.
Tussen stammen die tijd hebben gezien
loopt de wind zonder bestemming
h8j draagt verhalen die nergens beginnen
en nergens eindigen.
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Cycle and a cricket bat
by Meera Singh
A cricket bat wrapped in a white cover leaning by your wall,
a cycle waiting in the courtyard,
your mornings that began before the sun
woke in the quiet yellowish light blue
just to see you
all flats were still asleep,
cycles bell somewhere far away on the street,
newspapers thudding in my balcony,
and me hid in the stairs
pretended to look at the ply
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In the Dungeon of Darkness
by Igor Vykhovanets
In the Dungeon of Darkness
Gray shades of measure hold no sway—
Darkness through the gray ensnares our way.
Stop chasing shadows, hues, and tones—
Only Light can save us in these bones.
Nonsense all—that Light alone
Can’t live without the Shadow’s throne.
These twisted words would bend the mind,
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Touch
by Joe Cyr
(double inverted nonet)
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Cool
grass 'neath
shading trees
Luxuriance
of a woman's hair
Rose petal silkiness
Gentle air brushing your face
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