Imprisoned inside,
My imagination has gone for a wild ride.
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Budding tree leaves,
Bursting blossoms,
Bubbling breeze,
Brain-storming classrooms.
This is Spring!
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Blue pools,
Bright skies,
Banned Schools,
Burning desires.
This is Summer.
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Brown earth,
Beaming faces,
Beautiful births,
Blasting graces,
This is Autumn.
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Blowing snow,
Barren fields,
Bittersweet frost,
Bare trees.
This is Winter.
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If I were a flower,
my mom would be soil
She feeds me and helps me grow
and keeps my heart warm
If I were a leaf,
My mom would be my branch
She keeps me from falling
and makes sure I’m safe
She would never bring me to sorrow
If I were a door,
my mom would be my knob
She always opens my world to new things
She always comforts me whenever I sob
If I were a human,
my mom would be my mom
She would care about me and love me
She would, when I’m angry,
keep me calm
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What is Peace? Do you know?
Peace is the falling of the Snow.
What is Peace? Can you see?
Peace is the buzzing of the Bee.
What is Peace? Can you tell?
Peace is the water filled well.
What is Peace? Does it pass?
Peace is the growing of the grass.
What is Peace? Can you explain?
Peace is the falling of the rain.
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From the news, I know SiChuan has an earthquake on April 20, 2013, Haiti on January 13, 2010, okc Bombing on april 19, 1995, and Boston Bombing on April 15, 2013… how horrible it is if it happens to one of us! Plotted violence or Natural disasters hurt humans and make the victims feel hopeless at times, but help is offered by many and let’s pray for those, hope that things get under control and more lived are rescued and saved.
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I have nil control over my fate
When it comes to earthquake,
The nightmare hits my place
With unstoppable pace.
The floor cracks,
The Building falls.
Rocks crumble,
Animals stumble.
Humans get buried
While rescuing teams hurried.
…
When I open my eyes,
I see dead flies
And wounded mice,
…
Lying in bed,
I learned that my parents are dead!
So sad,
So mad,
About this bad
Fate I have had!
Becoming homeless,
And feeling helpless,
Strangers care for me instead.
Being still in dread
Of this disastrous dismay,
I chew a slice of bread
And wonder
Where is my home to stay.
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Have A Blessing Day! Everyone!
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It’s April I know
Apple blossoms dazzle in
Pink laced fancy dress
April 8,2008
I wonder if the cabbage knows
He is less lovely than the Rose;
Or does he squat in smug content,
A source of noble nourishment;
Or if he pities for her sins
The Rose who has no vitamins;
Or if the one thing his green heart knows
That self-same fire that warms the Rose?
green trees and green earth, google.com
Headlights, driving wheels,
Gas pedals, breaking pedals,
Think quick before act.
.
Speed up, and slow down,
Signal, back, turn, and move on,
Driving is learning.
.
Sirens, red lights, stop,
Emergency traffic tells it,
Follow the rules.
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If every raindrop
that falls on earth
would be a tear
in a war hero’s mother’s eyes…
.
If every bullet
that whistles through the war field
would be the flowers
from a family’s garden…
.
If every solider
who joins a war
would pray for peace of both sides,
benefits despite the death
of his friends…
.
If every country
would love to cherish life itself,
instead of greed based on
fame, technology, business, economy competition,
the world would be full of
language of respect, modest, and
humble celebrities.
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Hyde Park Poetry :Hyde Park Thursday Poets Rally Week 77: January 10, 2013 to January 17, 2013
You said she did not exist,
I could not help believing your words,
but I see her there,
at the corner of two major highway,
living, plotting, hoping,
She made love to you
while I fall sleep,
She spent your money
when you went home to see me,
I wishes to trust you,
I hoped to walk away because of her shadow,
But you hold me tight at night,
She, a secret,
She, a scented engine-
she reels me unreal
and forces me lost…
Smiling down on me,
Key to my hopes and my dreams,
You can see my heart.
