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Siva Bhanga, 14 may 2013

Kofi Babone

I loved them both. Then He lost his heart.
THE BAD LITTLE BOY
Whos boy is that? Aunt Patricia'S
BAD LITTLE BOY
Nothing bored her more... She felt like locking Him out the door.THAT BAD LITTLE BOY
Is it Him or us that is strange they ask
Maybe its His name from Friday the black I heard his daddy left home and never came back.
Yes that BAD LITTLE BOY
Sounds like it was all planned... Now he goes about with a Matchet. Dawn THROUGH to sunset.
THAT BAD LITTLE BOY
Sending chills through all they that set eyes Pon Him.
More revered by the people than will a ronin.
THAT BAD LITTLE THING OF A BOY.
Hu brings pain and takes joy.
Its not His fault.Thats what they called Him
He is KOFI THE BAD LITTLE BOY.

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Satish Verma, 14 may 2013

STONING DARK

What was the ethics of homefires
when homeostasis had gone awry?
There were no concrete truths.
I will not wear the lies instead
like fly ash on my bloodied shirt.

The old habits die hard;
the beds of flesh and bones, carry the
strange innocent meanings of heavy
eyelids which could not beat the silk
of green eyes of a sun.

A miracle was needed to undo the
thighs of mermaid who went to sleep on the
rocks of jealousy. The sky-blue flames
rise again from the navel of infidel love
who had inherited the golden moon.

Satish Verma

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Scott Mitchell, 13 may 2013

Melodic Caress

As my eyes settle
upon my one
luminous flower
The light of its flame
burns, as my only desire

What you see as faults
or a rip in your petals
Simply bring to my lips
and make it sweet
like honey and wine

My soul's pollen
as I forget every other
like star dust
I absorb your colors
and trickles from your eyes

If you used to kneel, pleading
with heaven too many times
Look into my eyes
as I kiss
the scars on your knees

If you continue seeing rain
open yourself for me
My soul will kiss yours
as our passions release
one by one, every pain

~

Scott Mitchell

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Gert Strydom, 13 may 2013

There is a new world between you and me

There is a new world between you and me
where we find something more than just love,
where we do forget all of the past pain and heartaches,
where we only know about how we feel now.
In a place far away from memories and the reminding
we do meet where love is not measured by possessions
and sometimes the misery of life gets hold of me
while deeper things are only waiting to unfold
and when I feel your breath soft against my cheek
and do look very deep into your eyes
then there is far more than only the heat of your body
and then I know of the impact of you words and actions
and I get a glance of how that world looks,
when I find the essence of love which no words can describe.

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Alicja Kuberska, 13 may 2013

Spring walk

Spring gave me new dresses.
They are made of clouds' dreams,
warm glances and soft touches.

Accessories are also important.
A necklace of kisses and scarf
with gentle smiles.
Do I look well?

Shoes dance by themselves.
They have joyful bows
and heels made of bird's trills
Where are we going?

Chill of the indifference
need only disappear
Mistrust should melt.

Look! First snowdrop!
Do you want it?
I will offer you something valuable

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Gert Strydom, 13 may 2013

There is a new world between you and me

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Gert Strydom, 13 may 2013

The light of day you are to me

The light of day you are to me
and sometimes to eternity
our love goes strong
as if together we do constantly belong

and I try to love as well as I can,
with the feelings of a man
as perfect as the Lord can let it be
even when we live in a world of inequity.

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Gert Strydom, 13 may 2013

I know that you love me true

Trust me; I know that you love me true
and I love you with everything in me
but God I love the very most
and whatever the cost
I only want to make you happy
even if I cannot promise you prosperity.

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Satish Verma, 13 may 2013

ONE SILVER BOWL

Will you save me
when I take the call of the lake?
The swishing depth was inviting me
for a plunge in the purple pool.

How deep was the pain of a mountain?
The domain was again ailing
with subtle rumors of
a massive landslide.

An escaped love of a thorn
was splittimg open the embrace
of me and my mask. Totally denuded,
a face was dusting off all the self-made
marks of inflictions.

Will you walk with me now
up to the stormy night, where I have
a house of candles keeping a vigil
for a coffin of unflowered seeds?

Satish Verma

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Kashikoi Kō rei-sha ( andrue finley ), 12 may 2013

Ok let us see, let us dare to dream

Ok let us see, let us dare to dream.

Ok let us see, let us dare to dream. Maybe someone who is like me can't be all evil, as it was described to me.

Maybe there really is no difference rather than the parts. If I have to be honest, there works of art. They are actually living and being free.

Ok let us see, let us dare to dream. Where I'm together with someone who finally understands me, and fights a cause which I want to believe in.

Against a religion preached with false allegations by people who use the bible as a excuse to never understand.

That me and you and thousands and millions are just all the same and there is no one to blame.

Ok let us see, let us dare to dream. The origin of my life will still see there child, that they will still love me and see that there still is a future for me.

That kids and spouses are not wiped out from my existence. That those choices are still a possibility and that they will see our family grow. That the problems will still be the same like theirs and the love that they shared will be, but through the eyes of someone I love. And that no matter what, i wish that they will be there for me.

Ok let us see, let us dare to dream. That I am who I am and I'm proud. That there words melt in my presence, no matter how loud.

Where I'm free to express what's inside and feel the love all around. Where I'm no longer bound.

Where I will no longer feel like I need to change or hide or die for there hate. Where they see that they are sad and lost and I'm happy and found. Where my tears don't burn down the face of my beauty.

Ok let us see, let us dare to dream. Where my friends, beautiful and unique can understand a struggle within myself. That my actions are false. That my harm or confusion is just an internal call for help. That this change may breed a evil and that my intentions are truly pure.

Ok let us see, let us dare to dream. Where I inspire the future of the different. Where I'm able to hold out a hand and cloak them in a love so powerful. where They too can live and be and feel the way I would feel. To be that person who I always wished to guide me through the darkness. To show me the light, give me a reason to fight, and love the world and smite the hatred and pave a path so bright.

Ok let us do, Let us live the dream.

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Kofi Babone

STONING DARK

Melodic Caress

There is a new world between you and me

Spring walk

There is a new world between you and me

The light of day you are to me

I know that you love me true

ONE SILVER BOWL

Ok let us see, let us dare to dream

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