I often repeat repeat myself,I often repeat repeat.I don’t don’t know why know why,I simply know that I I Iam am inclined to say to saya lot a lot this way this way-I often repeat...

Steal not this book for fear of shameFor on it is the owners nameAnd when you die the Lord will sayWhere is the book you stole awayAnd when you say you do not knowThe Lord...

People need people and the happiest people aresurrounded with friendly flesh.If you have ten kids they’ll be so sweet –ten really sweet kids! Have twelve!What if there were 48 pro baseball teams,you could see a...

I walk with a dual longing for life and for death.

Translation makes me look at how a poem is put together in a different way, without the personal investment of the poem I’m writing myself, but equally closely technically.

All shadows of clouds the sun cannot hide like the moon cannot stop oceanic tide;but a hidden star can still be smiling at night’s black spell on darkness, beguiling

Honor LostAmbulant sunshine piercedthe soot covered glass ~the feeble man wandered byin this ritual morning pass …

Más que sus ojos, su mirada. Miraba como queriendo decir algo y no diciéndolo.

When Great Trees FallWhen great trees fall,rocks on distant hills shudder,lions hunker downin tall grasses,and even elephantslumber after safety.When great trees fallin forests,small things recoil into silence,their senseseroded beyond fear.When great souls die,the air around...

she has cratersbut only a fool can deny her beauty.She silently stare sun whole night& reflects his lighthis love with stars at times.

I will never hurt you.I will always help you.If you are hungryIll give you my food.If you are frightenedI am your friend.I love you now.And love does not end.

Any day of the week I would choose to be “out” with others and in touch with myself… then to be “in” with others and out of touch with myself.

My second thoughts condemnAnd wonder how I dareTo look you in the eye.What right have I to swearEven at one a.m.To love you till I die?Earth meets too many crimesFor fibs to interest her;If I...

It was soldier’s went marching over the rocks,and still they came in watery flocks,because it was spring and the birds had to come,No doubt that soldier’s had to be marching,and that the drums had to...

We can’t find the cat,We don’t know where she’s at,Oh, where did she go?Does anyone know?Let’s ask this walking hat.

Hanginiz bilir, benim kadar/ Karpuzdan fener yapmasını” – Orhan Veli.

I wish to resist the temptation to kiss…By super magic animals (Song: The Temptation)A visual poem about unfulfilled love…

Sickness awakens sadness sleeps- Moments of aloneness results into peace.

Choose wisely From those who start A fire in your heart. Some may burn you to shreds,While you were looking for warmth.

Contare i sassi perdendo il conto è il senso della nostra vita: l’algebra dei nostri spostamenti. Seguire percorsi perdendo il senso è la circonvoluzione, l’evolversi: la logica dei nostri istanti. Ma. No. Non c’è simmetria...

It’s just me throwing myself at you,romance as usual, us times us,not lust but moxibustion,a substance burning closeto the body as possiblewithout risk of immolation.

«¡No renuncies jamás a tus sueños, los cuerdos nada saben del sueño admirable de un loco!»

there’s nothing todiscussthere’s nothing torememberthere’s nothing toforgetit’s sadand it’s notsadseems themost sensiblethinga person can doissitwith drink inhandas the wallswavetheir goodbyesmilesone comes throughit allwith a certain amount ofefficiency andbraverythenleavessome acceptthe possibility ofGodto help themgetthroughotherstake itstaight onand...

A Litany for SurvivalFor those of us who live at the shorelinestanding upon the constant edges of decisioncrucial and alonefor those of us who cannot indulgethe passing dreams of choicewho love in doorways coming and...

Stay away from the underground lake I implore,The Siren will see you are heard of no more.

I am not a finished poem, and I am not the song you’ve turned me into. I am a detached human being, making my way in a world that is constantly trying to push me...

When I feel lonely you are here beside me with your loving and caring touch.

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I wear the universe backwards. I imagine putting stars in my coffee, and sugar in the sky. I imagine going fishing in clouds, and watching the sun hide behind lakes. I’m too busy dancing with...

If I ever see an alien fishing in Scotland, and witness it catching the Loch Ness Monster, I’d probably assume the world would want me to write a poem about the event, rather than take...

I put my faith in something unknown, beyond the moon, sun, and stars, one day I will own. I put my faith in something, renew. Beyond the rivers, deserts, mountains and valleys.One day it shall...

Every poem is a coat of arms. It must be deciphered. How much blood, how many tears in exchange for these axes, these muzzles, these unicorns, these torches, these towers, these martlets, these seedlings of...

True poetry is composed of metaphors and symbols which are born in the heart, rise like clouds, and assume a celestial form; verses formed otherwise are not poetry, but only artificial words, each of which...

The first poem I ever wrote, about loss, when I was 5 years old, expressed the themes of everything I would ever write.

Once there was an elephant,Who tried to use the telephant-No! no! I mean an elephoneHe tried to use the telephone-(Dear me! I am not certain quiteThat even now I’ve got it right.)Howe’er it was, he...

What a dick!” some might say!But don’t you worry my little sheep,I am not sad and will not weep,For Caleb Jones is a cheat!He two-timed me with some ho,Whose name is Kacey ‘Slut’ Munroe!But I...

poetry is when a natural melancholy what keep singing a melody

Brahma and AiravataLong ago in lands of golden sandBrahma turned to Saraswatiand gently kissed her inked hand….

Sometimes a name seems our most arbitrary possession,and sometimes it seems like the grain in a rocklike a sculptor’s hunk of Italian marble: Whack itand you might get either your first glimpse of a saintor...

Bouraq itu ada dlm kedalaman jiwamu ia ditambatkan sejak awal penciptaan: tinggal Anda memberinya minuman Intuisi Rindu dan Rumput Kebijaksanaan : dia adalah Albaqoroh tapi bukan tuk disembelih tapi diberi tali kekang Mutmainnah, pelana Safayah...

If an eagle gives you a feather, keep it safe.Remember: that giants sleep too soundly; thatwitches are often betrayed by their appetites;dragons have one soft spot, somewhere, always;hearts can be well-hidden,and you betray them with...

Always write exactly what you’re feeling at the exact moment when writing something like poetry or an emotional novel. Put yourself, pour all emotions into your work…make yourself cry, feel joy if you are writing...

I think can sit here for hours,Arguing with the world as to why I can’t give up,Tell everyone around me what a blessing you are,Laugh at all the times that you’ve brought sun into my...

Nobody really knows herExcept the chosen fewHer secrets are kept hiddenBehind that sun-kissed hue.If I reach out to touch herShe’ll just run awayMy Forever and AlwaysWill have to wait another day.

LESLIE CHEUNG JUMPS OFF MY BUILDING CLOSES HIS EYES AND THEN SINGS A SONGWE BOTH KNOW AND LOVE// LESLIE CHEUNG SE TIRA DESDE MI EDIFICIOCIERRA SUS OJOS Y LUEGO CANTA UNA CANCIÓNQUE LOS DOS CONOCEMOS...

All I know, all I can comprehend of the mathematics of a life, are the times your hand is inside my hand, and the times it is not.

The greatest relationships are those in which love is not treated as a noun, but as a verb; with romance not viewed as a burden, but lived as a poem.

Show me a person who found love in his life and did not celebrate it with a dance.

…. Blesstheir believing happiness will make them happy;that the ocean is magical, a kingdomwhere we go to be human, and grateful.

Rare and powerful harmonies exist,Shaping both scent and contour in a flower.Thus brilliance lies unseen by us until,Beneath the chisel, it blazes in the diamond.And thus do images of fleeting vision,Drifting above like cloud-forms in...