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- the Road at allpoetry
Ahead of all is life's inevitable road:
For some paved and smooth; others rugged and rough: - the Birds and Trees Are Cheering at allpoetry
Umpire Time has chased from the playing field Harmattan: the queer, rough and nasty player. - Infatuation at allpoetry
~*~*~*~*~*~ - LIQUID ORCHESTRA [for Grandma] at allpoetry
~*~*~*~*~*~ - Words, Words, Words at allpoetry
~*~*~*~*~*~ - Glass Edifice at allpoetry
I'm broken, strewn everywhere:
Helpless smithereens on the hard, cold floor. - Black Gold at allpoetry
Black gold: jewel adorning Royal palaces - to the Illegal Emigrant at allpoetry
A dog about to stray would never hear his master's call: Think twice before you slip through that security wall; - Flattery at allpoetry
Charming early morning glow: You're hugged and kiss; - the Songbird at allpoetry
I've heard birds sing beautifully before, Can't tell why it sounds different this noon. - Silver Ink at allpoetry
I'm just stunned with my being: How a delicate underbelly - Banquet In the Skies at allpoetry
It's grumbling mumbling upstairs all day: The odd-job men are rolling the wine and oil drums - the Devil's Running Shoes at allpoetry
The gloom outside pervaded the hall And one could've split the tension with an axe - Mr Bug at allpoetry
Yes, go ahead and insult me, Mr Bug And savour God's mercies with dirty hands! - Dear Brown Dove at allpoetry
~*~*~*~*~*~ - the Jungle and We at allpoetry
We hate the jungle for no just cause; we say it's dark, dense and evil; - Sonnet on the Wall at allpoetry
She sits quite stylishly on the wall; Streamlined figure, well manicured fingers; - the Flood at allpoetry
When the wind sings, the trees dance: They sway, toss and lean; - Love Song of a Drunk at allpoetry
We were young, innocent and gaily free Daily as we played this drunk would pass us by - As Day Stalks Night at allpoetry
Darkness, chirps, hoots, twinkling stars, silver moon; / Silhouette of palms, lapping waves, sea breeze; / Lovers strolling leisurely near a pontoon; / Curled figures in bed sleeping at ease; / Locked gates, patr - Song of a Child Soldier at allpoetry
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