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I’m burning in despair Love which you distanced from me Return once again I’ll forgive you againReturn, Page 19
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... this longing inside me that never goes away, must be a poem...must be you ...
The might of lifehonors thewaning sun of Autumn be-decking the landscapein a fancy blaze of tangerine.
Go put on your mask.Say 'trick-or-treat' in costume.It’s All Hallows Eve.
Treats and tricks.Witch broomsticks.Jack-o-lanternsLick their lips.Crows and cats.Vampire bats.Capes and fangsAnd pointed hats.Werewolves howl.Phantoms prowl.Halloween’s Upon us now.
A pumpkin lives but once a year when someone sets its soul afire and on that night it stirs up fear until its flame is snuffed.But e'en one night of eerie light is fright enough.
The coldest day in fallis at the Hallows Evening ballwhere ghoulish funavoids the sunas monsters mingle wall to wall.
A Halloween flower, if ever there was one, would smell like an onion, have thorns like a rose.With charcoal black petalsand vines that entangle, t'would grow under moonlightin mud, I suppose.
you’ll find the buildings taller, thatthe halls are full of ghostsbut everything still here iswhat you remember most
Lay a golden egg.After you built a nest, You wait for a leg.And you land next. Now you hope and pray.Expect for the best. Go on with no delay. Get it right at last.
And how unfair it would be to torture your heart in never feeling again, because of a feeling you haven't even tried to understand yet.
And tonight the stars again ask me your name?And I just smile, playing the guessing game!
hough we travel the whole over to find the perfect match, we must carry it with us a light or it's playing hard to catch.
from the prose poem "The Universe Thrums on regardless" in my book SPAN.We are almost nothing in the night. Reduced to warm blobs and the sound of breathing. There is comfort in that.
Farsi Couplet: Agar firdaus bar roo-e zameen ast, Hameen ast-o hameen ast-o hameen ast. English Translation: If there is a paradise on earth, It is this, it is this, it is this
Oh how the candles will be lit and the wood of worm burn in a fiery dust. For on all Hallow's Eve will the spirits come to play, and only the fruit of thy womb will satisfy their endless roaming.
It is something to have gazed on the constellated white, felt it running from the eyes and the pores: the salt of love. It is something to have whispered wild thank-yous in the only ways we know how.
There was a young lady called Peaches, who simply loved animals to pieces.She ate pigs and sheep, and for cows she would weep, when baked in a sauce of rich greases.
Power of WordsEvery word that you speak, Will either make you feel strong or weak.When you use words, be aware, People who use the right words, well in life they fare.
Expand Your selfReach out to your big mind, Where the treasures of life you shall find.And you can do this by expanding yourself, You will be able to do that when within yourself you delve.
Make a differenceWhen I live everyday, I ask myself “What did I do today?To make a difference to the world where I live, And that can happen only when I can be selfless and give.
Please don’t tell me, it was less painful than a broken backbone, a forgotten poem, a lost home.
The American identity has never been a singular one and the voices of poets invariably sing, in addition to their own, the voices of those around them.
What we call a poem is mostly what is not there on the page. The strength of any poem is the poems that it has managed to exclude.
An experienced reader uses the poem as an agent of inquiry. This makes poetry very exciting, unstable, and interactive.