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Dean

Dean, 2 november 2015

Talking To Myself

I Said I'm In love 
And They Rose On Their Feet '
I Declared To Love Her Till Eternity 
They Vowed To Wage War 
We Are Faraway From Each Other 
They Are Taking That As An EXcuse 
I'm Younger While She Is Older
They Said Its A Taboo 
But She Is My Dream Girl 
Why Is It so Hard For Them To Respect My Decision
Why Is It Diffiuclt For Them To Accept Me
Its Also Beyond Their Imagination 
When They Listen To My Words..

But I Refuse To Listen To Their Instruction 
I Refuse To Pay Attention To Their Actions 
I Refuse To Be Lead Out Of my Path 
I Refuse To Let Go Off What I cherish Most 
So I Swung My Pen Like A Sword 
Its Like I'm In A Battle 
Now I controll Them With My Poem 
For They Are My Puppet And I'm Their Master...


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 2 november 2015

The fallen Cuban soldier

Your body lies shattered on the veldt
in the long rust brown winter grass
where you are almost devoured
and half burned
where you did fall out of a battle tank
when that deadly projectile did hit
and the blue sky, the wind that blows lightly at times
now has no impact on you
and scavengers will bring your bones to skeleton,
where you do have nothing left of life
and in Cuba the great leader will roll another fat cigar,
will draw his cheeks full in pleasure of it
and still your wife will remember you
while life does rush on.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 2 november 2015

Please

Blood - mother, go
to moon and ask for a
spoon of silver.

Am still waiting.
Siege was unstable.
Austerity ends.

I am free now
to dance in skin of night,
shedding my shirt of dirt.


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Dean

Dean, 1 november 2015

Happy Mother's Day

I'm Out Here 

So Far Away From You 

Truly, I'm Alone 

But You Are Always In my Heart 

And This Makes My Love For You Grows 

Flaming Up Like An Halo 

Your Warm Touch 

Inspire My Dream 

Your Whisper From A Distance 

Takes Me To A Greater Height 

Your Eyes 

Fill With My Heart Desire 

You Caress me With Your Loving 

So I Make You The Best 

In My World... 

Your love For Me 

Is Like An Island In Life's Ocean, 

Vast And Wide 

A Peaceful, Quiet Shelter 

From The Wind, The Rain, The Tide. 

Now I'm Missing You 

Wishing I'm At Home With You 

Wishing I Can See You Right Now At This Moment 

I Missed How You Always Look In To My Eyes 

And Say 'I LOVE YOU' 

I Missed How You Always Call My Name 
  
I Missed How You Always Scold Me 

When I Did Some Thing Wrong 

...SO I SAY HAPPY MOTHERS DAY TO YOU MY MUM... 
AND TO EVERY MOTHER ALL AROUND THE WORLD........ 




 



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Dean

Dean, 1 november 2015

Your Saying

Your Saying 
I Care 
I Miss You 

I Will come But Am With Him... 

And You Never Show Me How Much I Mean To you 


Thess Thoughts Drives Me Crazy 

Even When I'm On The Highway Hustling 

I'm Not Drunk 

But Always Hits The curb With My Left Foot 

My Emotion Crys 

My Feelings Drys 

My Heart Couldn't Hold It Any Longer 

So I Plead The Morning Dew  To Seize It Self 

I Urge The Rain 

To Go WithOut Looking Back 

I Ask The Sun 

To Keep On Burning And Never Stop 

Perhaps All These Will Bring You to Your Sense 


But Now You're Hurt

And  Need Someone To Talk To

You Are Here Pleading 

With An Excuse That You Breakeup With Him

How Am I Suppose To take This
 
You are suffering From loneliness

So you Came For me 

Or Is This A Bounce On Me.... 

Wrap These Questions On Me Like  A Blanket On A Cold Nite 

Answers Missing Like Your Charm Voice


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Dean

Dean, 1 november 2015

Saw Her Crying

Her Heart Got Stolen By A Heart Robber 
Her Ear If Filled With Good Words 
Promises Of Material Things Wont Let Her Go But To Hold Her Down 
Her Body Is Filled With Care And She Is Loving It.. 
She's Breathtaking But So Much More 
She Walks In The Room And Dine Like Queen 
She's Living A Good Life And The Soul Is Crying ..... 
When Every Nite In My Dream
 
I Saw Her Crying

Wanting to Leave The Room And Calling Out For My Name To Help... 
It Just Not Fair 
And It's Tearing Me Apart 
Cuz Sh's Just Another Priceless Work Of Art 
In His Gallery 
But How Will I Convince Her To Leave 


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Dean

Dean, 1 november 2015

Rhetorical

I Close My Eyes 
And Her Image Pop in My Imagination... 
I Cover My Ear 
But I Can Listen To Her Heart Beat Calling My Name... 
She Is So Far Away 
Yet She Dine With My Soul... 
Damn... 
I Havnet Got To Meet Her 
For Distance Play Major Role And I Look Like A Minor Actor... 
Am I Day Dreaming Or Is It Just A Mere Imagination? 
Is It That I watch So Much Romantic And Love Movies? 
Or Is It That I Listen A lot To Lionel Richie And  Co..? 
Is This Myself Doing  Or This Selfish Interest(LUST)? 
Wish I Can Get Close To Her And Say All These 
Then I Will Be Free From Self Conscience... 


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Dean

Dean, 1 november 2015

Breath Away

Take my breath as your own 
take my eyes to guide you home 
And 
I promise... 
not to take my breath, 
not to take my eyes 
Cuz You're my Life and Light in this World. 


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 1 november 2015

Lunar Touch

The space covers me now.
Words stayed too long
beyond the thoughts of I
and my landscape.
A burst of silence soaks me.
What was history,
a voyage to rough awakening?
Absence of a voice makes me suffer again.

My religion burns.
Life is a dark smoke
I will write a message on your palm.
Give me a breather,
the distances make me sad.
Black dust drifts through
the slits of our predictions.
At least I know what I am.

On a sunny day
I break a mirror.
My fingers slide like scissors,
open the envelope.
I know it has a sermon,
I don’t want to read.
The depression has a lunar touch.
I break a flower into hundred petals.


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Dean

Dean, 31 october 2015

New Foundation

Swollen pain held hope full on yesterday 
Lasting until todays' tomorrow 
Queen of forgiven livid sorrow 

Where every breath blessed to escape taken 

Granted grit over grains salted 

Found myself lost in a field of dreams 

Exhalted journeys pathway 

Welled up teary eyes 

Poured pain out a pail 

Through a window soul cleared 

Appear to be lost 

Soul found a new foundation


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