Promises Poems
Excerpts from Life
by Saleh Ben Saleh
My mind had often wondered of a world beyond our hold,
where every soul reveals its secrets and all the truth untold.
With age our youth will fade,
and with hope our lives ignite.
In a withered cage the soul remains,
till the day that brings delight.
Promises made are hard to keep,
but in honour I find my pride.
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Drifting
by Sihle Mjobo
What are we?
Damaged souls,
Museums for lost innocence?
Experiences’ consequence ?
Looking through wise eyes
Yet it still eludes us.
What is it?
That we fail to recognise
In seasonal soulmates
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lkjasdflkasld
by Adam Bowmanasdf
Continue readingA piece of My heart - Estonia
by Connor Mcleod
Trough castles and rocks
Under the dark clouds
I arrive trough the cold
To a land of my own
With my brothers i met
And laughter we share
With my memories i left
And happiness to dare
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weedkillers
by Red Brick Keshner
at that tender age when one still believed
openly bleeding wounds make for devotion
cut skin, draw blood, covenanting together
all through the years of getting to know you
always being the only one to be weeded out
Excerpts from Life
by Saleh Ben Saleh
My mind had often wondered of a world beyond our hold,
where every soul reveals its secrets and all the truth untold.
With age our youth will fade,
and with hope our lives ignite.
In a withered cage the soul remains,
till the day that brings delight.
Promises made are hard to keep,
but in honour I find my pride.
......
Drifting
by Sihle Mjobo
What are we?
Damaged souls,
Museums for lost innocence?
Experiences’ consequence ?
Looking through wise eyes
Yet it still eludes us.
What is it?
That we fail to recognise
In seasonal soulmates
......
weedkillers
by Red Brick Keshner
at that tender age when one still believed
openly bleeding wounds make for devotion
cut skin, draw blood, covenanting together
all through the years of getting to know you
always being the only one to be weeded out
lkjasdflkasld
by Adam Bowmanasdf
Continue readingWaste not
by Tom Lathara
Waste not your thoughts on petty souls,
Waste not your words, not your warmth,
Waste not your energy, not your emotions
On mingy souls and their putrid minds.
An occasional skunk, a travel hazard,
A mandatory road toll the traveler pay,
May the nauseating stink not dampen your spirit
Many magnificent scenes await on your road ahead.
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