THE POET'S CORNER--YOUR "ORIGINAL" WORKS ONLY...Share your thoughts

we are all poet's...all we need is organize our thoughts with paper and pen, some do it well others not so well, but I believe we are all poets...so let the poems flow...jclif...I haven't read some of your work in a while...wanna share?...

Roses are red
Violets are blue....da all I know

you lie...and belleh is what? :

HB*** wrote:

Me

I just want to be me,
Cry if I should, laugh if I can
Bleed when I cut, weep when I hurt
Smile when I heal
And die when death comes
I just want to be me, just let me be

Copyright ©2008 A Edward A

HB*** wrote:

Geyla Queen wrote:

Roses are red, Violets are blue, belleh is sweet and palm butter is sweeter... : ....da all I know

HB*** wrote:

Live it



Every word, every sound,
every scent,
every pain,or touch,
a tear, or scream,
for joy, or grife with silence,
the shiver, or scourge, a sore,
every anguish,
loniness,plead for death,
or life enternal,
the break of hearts, the groan of sex,
the fury of wrath, or touch
of pleasure,
the high of passion, or stain
of hate,
the sorrow of death, the pain of birth.
The keys to the music of life:
feel it, live it, enjoy it; live is beautiful.




Copyright ©2008 A .E Atuanya

WOW HB, THIS IS POWERFUL....I FELT EVERY WORD.

HB*** wrote:

Live it



Every word, every sound,
every scent,
every pain,or touch,
a tear, or scream,
for joy, or grife with silence,
the shiver, or scourge, a sore,
every anguish,
loniness,plead for death,
or life enternal,
the break of hearts, the groan of sex,
the fury of wrath, or touch
of pleasure,
the high of passion, or stain
of hate,
the sorrow of death, the pain of birth.
The keys to the music of life:
feel it, live it, enjoy it; live is beautiful.




Copyright ©2008 A .E Atuanya

Love love, Love this. Life really is beautiful in the midst of it all. Very eloquently expressed.

Nica wrote:

Blink
MHK

In the blink of an eye
a world can change.
In the blink of an eye
it’s oh so strange.

What we thought to be real
can suddenly disappear.
What we thought was so confusing
suddenly becomes clear.

So live your life each and every day
as if there were no tomorrow.
Use laughter as a weapon
to drive away someone’s sorrow.

Make sure that the ones you love
know exactly how you feel.
Do all of these things quickly
because time makes no deals.
And the blink of an eye
leaves little time for goodbye.

I LOVE IT, ALL THIS TALENT AROUND ME...This one goes out to HB*** even though I didn't write it, because his life changed in a "BLINK" :
You needed to hear this huh HB***....I lie????

True...wow!!...that blink is powerful...can't please everyone around me...i have to learn this lesson...

HB*** wrote:

Peace



Finding myself again
losing my selfish gains

I have strayed so far from my selfless aims
And toiled so hard, myself I have led to ruins

I had found the peace...

The peace that passes all understanding

But had lost the understanding...

The understanding that gives all peace

For understandings and peace

I have, sought, gain and lost

And myself I have lost, sought and found

While death stalks, and the grave is anxious

my days are swift...my health devious

My soul has become the conundrum: to where, to whom?

I need rest, I need peace...for my soul

I need understanding,beyond six feet.




Copyright ©2008 A. E A

"I need Understanding, beyond six feet." It na easy inside here oh.

Nica wrote:

HB*** wrote:

Peace



Finding myself again
losing my selfish gains

I have strayed so far from my selfless aims
And toiled so hard, myself I have led to ruins

I had found the peace...

The peace that passes all understanding

But had lost the understanding...

The understanding that gives all peace

For understandings and peace

I have, sought, gain and lost

And myself I have lost, sought and found

While death stalks, and the grave is anxious

my days are swift...my health devious

My soul has become the conundrum: to where, to whom?

I need rest, I need peace...for my soul

I need understanding,beyond six feet.




Copyright ©2008 A. E A

"I need Understanding, beyond six feet." It na easy inside here oh.

Are you family too...or just a name thing...GQ is she fam?

Family oh.

Nica wrote:

Family oh.

talent runs in the family

Outside Child
MHKnuckles

Long before the sun, outside child will rise,
fold her mat, tie her lappa
and wipe the sleep from her eyes.

Her rubber slippers gather dust along the path
to the well where she’ll draw water
for New Ma’s children’s bath.

Skillfully atop her head she balances the zinc pail,
while stepping over driver ants that bite with fire
when feet trespass their trail.

“Come quick now, before my children be late,”
admonishes New Ma when the small girl returns.
Waiting upon inside child becomes outside child’s fate.

The scent of sweet rice bread fills the air.
Spying the table she hopes
they leave small piece for her there.

She is careful that the coal iron scatters no embers
that might scorch the uniform she presses.
The last cuff to her head for such, she still remembers.

She watches her siblings stroll off to school
as she makes her way to the market
for fifty cent cassava to beat for New Ma’s fufu.

She slips away while New Ma sleeps
to find her own cradle of serenity,
betwixt the welcoming limbs of a guava tree.

There, inside now, she recalls her own ma’s advice;
words that when heeded and repeated
would always bring ease and validation to her life.

“Whatever you are told, you must do your very best.
Try hard, try oh so hard
not to make the people vexed.”

Hold your heart my child, I telling you,
your time coming soon.
God love inside child, but he love outside child too.”

Thank you HB. I appreciated the interplay. Veraaay stimulating.

I enjoy you yah.

I say we put a Village book of prose together...Jclifden, and I'm sure others can contribute...we can call it "beneth the harvest moon".