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THE FEELING OF A LOVE | www.poetrybits.com
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Thursday September 1, 2016. My Lover Turns Into A Witch At Night. Beyond a distant Horizon. The Queen of My Heart. My Love, Are You Going To Divorce, Divorce Me? Asked She Tearfully/ Separating Paths of Life/ Your Wet Eyelashes. THE NIGHT SKY PT: 9 GOOD MORNING. Albina and The Birds Of Paradise. In Search of Radha. Parable Of The Monarch. THERE IN MY HEART. MUM MY GOLDEN DOVE. THE FEELING OF A LOVE. THE FEELING OF A LOVE. July 21, 2015. The full silence prevailed,. Melody, somewhere, easy music,. Mevlude...
Dreamscape | www.poetrybits.com
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Thursday September 1, 2016. My Lover Turns Into A Witch At Night. Beyond a distant Horizon. The Queen of My Heart. My Love, Are You Going To Divorce, Divorce Me? Asked She Tearfully/ Separating Paths of Life/ Your Wet Eyelashes. THE NIGHT SKY PT: 9 GOOD MORNING. Albina and The Birds Of Paradise. In Search of Radha. Parable Of The Monarch. THERE IN MY HEART. MUM MY GOLDEN DOVE. July 26, 2015. Whenever I close my eyes, images of you surface,. Each memory of cherished moments bring joy. Such happiness escap...
Filling The Bucket Moon | www.poetrybits.com
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Thursday September 1, 2016. My Lover Turns Into A Witch At Night. Beyond a distant Horizon. The Queen of My Heart. My Love, Are You Going To Divorce, Divorce Me? Asked She Tearfully/ Separating Paths of Life/ Your Wet Eyelashes. THE NIGHT SKY PT: 9 GOOD MORNING. Albina and The Birds Of Paradise. In Search of Radha. Parable Of The Monarch. THERE IN MY HEART. MUM MY GOLDEN DOVE. Filling The Bucket Moon. Filling The Bucket Moon. August 11, 2015. Surreptitiously I move along in serendipity. But when she comes.
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Thursday September 1, 2016. My Lover Turns Into A Witch At Night. Beyond a distant Horizon. The Queen of My Heart. My Love, Are You Going To Divorce, Divorce Me? Asked She Tearfully/ Separating Paths of Life/ Your Wet Eyelashes. THE NIGHT SKY PT: 9 GOOD MORNING. Albina and The Birds Of Paradise. In Search of Radha. Parable Of The Monarch. THERE IN MY HEART. MUM MY GOLDEN DOVE. Please select a category. Please select your image(s) to upload. Human verification: leave this field empty. Log in to Reply.
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Thursday September 1, 2016. My Lover Turns Into A Witch At Night. Beyond a distant Horizon. The Queen of My Heart. My Love, Are You Going To Divorce, Divorce Me? Asked She Tearfully/ Separating Paths of Life/ Your Wet Eyelashes. THE NIGHT SKY PT: 9 GOOD MORNING. Albina and The Birds Of Paradise. In Search of Radha. Parable Of The Monarch. THERE IN MY HEART. MUM MY GOLDEN DOVE. VIEW ARCHIVES BY YEAR, MONTH, AUTHOR, AND CATEGORY. GONE FOR GLORY, AND NOT FOR GOLD. Poem-writing Shawn L. Bird. By KIM VAN BREDA.
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Abhik Shome – Uranium 235 – Poem – VoiceIn Journal
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August 14, 2015. Abhik Shome Uranium 235 Poem VoiceIn Journal. 8220;I see the very ideas of a post-colonial society being trashed daily in India.”. Abhik Shome Uranium 235 Poem. I think life according to me. Is a struggle of destructive proportions. Between freedom and all things anti-freedom. Religion, man, history. And everything else taught to me. Manifests itself like a wall. To blockade my honest and free reality. So,much like uranium 235. In this super-critical mass. Will be completely free. Among ...
Lessons I Learnt | Olufunke Kolapo
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Healing Inspiring Awakening Fulfilling. Just Thinking Out Loud#. Just Thinking Out Loud#. NOODLES (A Short Story). I have lived…or sort of. I have dined with laughter. I have embraced love. I have walked with pain. I have dined with sorrow. I have tasted betrayal. I have drunk the wine of desertion. I have made friends with fear and guilt. I have chewed on suffering. I have inhaled rejection. I have been broken. I have learnt to bend. I have gone to hell and back. One lesson I learnt? Life goes on it!
Insomnia | Olufunke Kolapo
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Healing Inspiring Awakening Fulfilling. Just Thinking Out Loud#. Just Thinking Out Loud#. NOODLES (A Short Story). August 18, 2015. Sleep took its flight. I embraced the light. Memories of the day. Sway gently in the moonlight. Ghosts of the past. Waltz into the present. They mock the future. In a mist of uncertainty. On my rumpled pillow. My eyelids pinch mercilessly. As the long night. C) Olufunke Kolapo, 2015. New Leg For Uche →. 2 thoughts on “ Insomnia. August 18, 2015 at 8:34 pm. Liked by 1 person.
A Thought | Olufunke Kolapo
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Healing Inspiring Awakening Fulfilling. Just Thinking Out Loud#. Just Thinking Out Loud#. NOODLES (A Short Story). Sometimes, all you need to keep going is a deep breath- reminds you of why you are on that road in the first place. 11 thoughts on “ A Thought. March 24, 2015 at 9:33 am. Hallo Olufunke Kolapo , see you again. Liked by 1 person. March 24, 2015 at 5:40 pm. Liked by 1 person. January 2, 2015 at 9:53 pm. January 2, 2015 at 10:05 pm. And thanks to you for your comments and likes. You are comment...
NOODLES (A Short Story) | Olufunke Kolapo
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Healing Inspiring Awakening Fulfilling. Just Thinking Out Loud#. Just Thinking Out Loud#. NOODLES (A Short Story). NOODLES (A Short Story). Mofe knew she could no longer ignore the demons in her stomach or they might just decide to eat her from inside out. She picked her bag and the keys then made to move but her legs were getting weak. It was as if her stomach had called on the other parts of her body to join in the protest against starvation. Where are you going? The bike man asked. She looked in the g...
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The Joy of Excellence in a World of High Technology at St. Xavier's Technical Institute. Basic Mathematics Theory BATCH A. Basic Mathematics Theory BATCH B. ET-15112 Basic Electronic Devices. Basic Electronic Devices Theory BATCH A. Basic Electronic Devices Theory BATCH B. ET-15113 Basic Electrical Engineering. Basic Electrical Engineering Theory BATCH A. Basic Electrical Engineering Theory BATCH B. Communication Skills Theory BATCH A. Communication Skills Theory BATCH B. English Language Theory BATCH A.
KIS POETRY: I TOOK A STRANGE GIRL HOME AT NIGHT (true story)
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The evidence of my consciousness. WHAT CAN WORDS DO. I SAID THESE WORDS. Wednesday, July 22, 2015. I TOOK A STRANGE GIRL HOME AT NIGHT (true story). My very first thought as the girl alighted from a Peugeot 406 car was “Damn, this girl is hot! 8221; I wasn’t joking, she was indeed HOT! The girl was light skinned, the kind of skin you want to draw imaginary lines on with your tongue and finger, of average height and elegant. Bejeweled drooping earrings gave her face the perfect finish. When she turned aro...
#Just Thinking Out Loud# | Olufunke Kolapo
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Healing Inspiring Awakening Fulfilling. Just Thinking Out Loud#. Just Thinking Out Loud#. NOODLES (A Short Story). Just Thinking Out Loud#. Life – it means different things to me everyday, depending on my mood. Sometimes, it’s just living it. It’s life after all. Life is a spiral stairs. You only see the few steps ahead. Take it one step at a time. Life is a riddle – a game of the intellects, but sometimes, the fools win the game. Oops! I guess you can’t rely on your wits all the time. One thought on &ld...
#Just Thinking Out Loud# | Olufunke Kolapo
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Healing Inspiring Awakening Fulfilling. Just Thinking Out Loud#. Just Thinking Out Loud#. NOODLES (A Short Story). Just Thinking Out Loud#. Sometimes, it looks like there’s no way, but there is always a way. To do the impossible. To survive the unsurvivable. To move the unmoveable. There’s always a way. You just need to look long enough, to find a way. In the face of the impossible, you can survive. You can be frightened, there’s no shame in that,. Because we all are. So you can beat it. Liked by 1 person.
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PoetryBird « Another Poem o’ the Day
Another Poem o’ the Day. On Not Being Pat. She entered the café. Our eyes met for three seconds past casual. She was gorgeous. 8220;Are you Pat? I studied my latte. What if I said yes? We’d talk. We’d fall in love, marry, start a family. Then a deathbed confession and plea for forgiveness–I didn’t even know Pat! 8211;but she’d have already fled the room for her lawyer. The priest would murmur, “Only God offers true forgiveness.”. 8212;——————–. Air Conditioning and Other Pleasures. Woke up this morning,.
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Small poems and small plates. Haiku (and not your usual 5-7-5). Haiku - not the usual 5-7-5. YouTube "The Only Border". Saturday, April 14, 2018. And the yucca's four directions. That sums it up. Lunch will be outside. Perhaps a poem will be written - a petite poem depending upon the hour. Links to this post. Friday, April 13, 2018. Sap is the preferred paint of trees. What can I put in today's salad to pay homage to the quiet rose and that that hearty yellow? To be determined - soon. Links to this post.
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Sunday April 15, 2018. The thing with Writerly Insomnia. LOVE THAT NEVER FADES! My Lover Turns Into A Witch At Night. Beyond a distant Horizon. The Queen of My Heart. My Love, Are You Going To Divorce, Divorce Me? Asked She Tearfully/ Separating Paths of Life/ Your Wet Eyelashes. THE NIGHT SKY PT: 9 GOOD MORNING. Albina and The Birds Of Paradise. In Search of Radha. November 24, 2017. To be alone is like a flower without fragrance Wild imagination runs through And it pains Ponder your flaws and. Poetrybi...
Poetry Bits 'n' Bytes
Poetry Bits 'n' Bytes. Monday, December 21, 2009. In my travels, especially those through the western United States, I've often marveled at the petroglyphs and pectoglyphs left by the ancient ones upon cliff rocks. Were they but endeavoring to leave their mark for future generations? These markings would range from simple symbols to ghost like figures. Sometimes the imprint or outline of a hand would be pecked or printed upon a rock face. Who was the author of these rock drawings? This is reprinted below:.
Tulipa Negra
Bem-vindos ao meu blog. Aqui postarei todos os poemas que vou escrevendo ao longo dos dias. Prometo não estar muito tempo sem escrever! Peço-vos para comentar, só assim saberei a vossa opinião (boa ou má! Por isso estejam à vontade! Quinta-feira, 16 de junho de 2011. A vida é tão injusta. Está tudo a correr bem e de repente tropeça-se e há uma volta de 180 graus! Digam-me… Uma pessoa lutadora, com vida, empenhada, trabalhadora, com tudo para merecer uma vida feliz e acontece isto? Incerta, inconstante, i...
Welcome to Sergio Ragaini's Website - Benvenuti nel Sito Webdi Sergio Ragaini
Welcome to my Website! Benvenuti nel mio Sito Web! My name is Sergio. I'm a Poet, a Pianist and a Singer. I'm involved in Art like a crucial part of ourselves. Art is the real way to bo farther, to overcome ourselves, to settle up a new way of living and of perceiving things. Art is the Breath of Life. I feel Art like the breath of Life and of Infinite. Here, I'm very pleased to share something about Myself, and my inner life. I hope you may enjoy it. Thanks, really, for being here! Who I am - Chi sono.
Trinidad Poetry - Trinidad Poems
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Poetry Block | Breakthroughs Of Built Up Emotion…
Breakthroughs Of Built Up Emotion…. June 14, 2016. Lost and broken,. Out of control,. Spinning in circles with nowhere to go. Searching for acceptance, looking for love, grasping for straws, barely staying above. Water consumed me, drowning slowly…. Looking in a mirror and didn’t even know me. Getting through the days for my innocent eyes. Making it a point to shield them from my cries. Fighting for a love that only left me bruised, a daily war that couldn’t continue. Shattered in pieces, I lost my mind.
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