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Poetry.net is a huge collection of poems from famous and amateur poets from around the world collaboratively published by a community of authors and contributing editors. - Select - 简体中文 (Chinese - Simplified) 繁體中文 (Chinese - Traditional) Español (Spanish) Esperanto (Esperanto) 日本語 (Japanese) Português (Portuguese) Deutsch (German) العربية (Arabic) Français (French) Русский (Russian) ಕನ್ನಡ (Kannada) 한국어 (Korean) עברית (Hebrew) Gaeilge (Irish) Українська (Ukrainian) اردو (Urdu) Magyar (Hungarian) मानक हिन्दी (Hindi) Indonesia (Indonesian) Italiano (Italian) தமிழ் (Tamil) Türkçe (Turkish) తెలుగు (Telugu) ภาษาไทย (Thai) Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese) Čeština (Czech) Polski (Polish) Bahasa Indonesia (Indonesian) Românește (Romanian) Nederlands (Dutch) Ελληνικά (Greek) Latinum (Latin) Svenska (Swedish) Dansk (Danish) Suomi (Finnish) فارسی (Persian) ייִדיש (Yiddish) հայերեն (Armenian) Norsk (Norwegian) English (English) Rehan YousafUrduLikeReplyReport4 months agoJohn MacEwenRed lights green lights strawberry limeA girl just died and she was a friend of mineWe used to sing and dance and twirl in the pinesBut now shes gone and she was a friend of minelaugh out loud and cry inside life’ so large... Who’s in chargelost track of timeNow she’s gone. And she was a friend of mineI never thought I’d feel the way I do nowI never thought I could feel so much painOh God please. Wait...God can’t stop the rain Now she’s gone and she was a friend of mine.more LikeReplyReport 55 months agoMohammad Helmi ELsallabwonderfulLikeReplyReport 16 months agoSTANDS4Thanks Mohammad, appreciated...LikeReplyReport6 months agoHassan HegazyGood workLikeReplyReport 17 months agoSTANDS4Thanks Hassan!LikeReplyReport 27 months agoEmad AlzayatI have very nice poem for hospital work.LikeReplyReport 47 months agoIftikhar AhmedReading of beautiful poerty composed by all eminent poets is my lust.LikeReplyReport 18 months agoIftikhar AhmedWhen I compose any poem it console my heart, mind and soul. I become fresh and feel a sense of pleasure and achievement. The use of rhymic beauty, alliterations, allegory and imagery causes extraordinary attraction in the poetry. I have a passionate lover of such a poetry.more LikeReplyReport 28 months agoLynn DowlessOften I feel that I am an observer of sight, a receiver of sensations, about which I write, and such is my only purpose in life. Who, pray tell dear one, shall be around to make the record when its all done?more LikeReplyReport11 months agoJanet Grace Esson-ScottTHERE IS ONLY ONE TRUE-RAS CARDO REGGAE- FROM TRENCH TOWN. WHY IS IT THAT YOU HAVE OTHERS USING HIS NAME? THIS MUST CHANGE TO SHOW THE TRUTH. THERE IS ONLY ONE- RICARDO (RAS CARDO)SCOTT ALSO FROM TRENCH TOWN WHO MENTORED BOB MARLEY AND PETER TOSH. THOSE USING HIS NAME AND COPYRIGHTED PROPRIETARY DESIGNATIONS MUST STOP. WHAT IS POSTED SO FAR USING HIS EMAIL ON QUOTES AND BIOGRAPHIES SEEMS TO BE OK AT THIS TIME. I LOOK FORWARD TO HEARING FROM YOU REGARDING THIS POSTING PROTECTION. SINCERELY.more LikeReplyReport1 year agoJahnique-Angel Hicks-ChurchRED LIGHT was written by myself ......... JAHNIQUE--NGEL....HICKS ThankyouLikeReplyReport 11 year agoWalter JacksonMost modern writers lack the skill and drive to possess our minds for very long. I want to be driven to think and having done so, realize another step in my life's dream.LikeReplyReport 22 years agoJesus M JacintoYet the timeless in you is aware of life's timelessness. Because you conceive of time as a stream, a change within you, there is something which is changeless. You can call it timeless because you are accustomed to time being synonymous with change. That timeless within you, that unchanging within you is aware of the innermost core of existence too, is aware that all change is superficial.more LikeReplyReport10 months agoWalter JacksonEmilyDickinson is one of my favorite writers as is Walt Whitman, different yet both tough the inner soul so resolutely.LikeReplyReport 12 years agoMark VerrellWould i trade the words to stand alone,and be a poet whose words stand in stoneWould i trade words to keep me in verse and rythme For all time Would i trade the words to flip sonnet and lyre on the toss of a dimeYes i would trade words for sure to make it certain my words endure Yes id trade words that keep my words in place and bring a smile to your facemore LikeReplyReport 12 years agoWalter JacksonHard to believe, but men at war like to remember their loves.As real as war and death are to a soldier; quiet moments in the trenches with a picture of a love is just as compelling and real!LikeReplyReport 12 years agoMark VerrellShe is GREAT, TIMELESS. AN AMERICAN TREASURELikeReplyReport 22 years agoWalter JacksonHe speaks well of sharing life as a soldier not just an officer. But the plain bread and salt too.LikeReplyReport 12 years agoWalter JacksonCan't fault Kipling, reading him is like drinking spring water!LikeReplyReport 12 years agoMark VerrellI wasnt like you getting lost in the words of the poet.i wasnt like you being enthralled and taken by all those words and verses.i needed more warmth than that and more TRUTH,you know to tell you the truth i needed you the you without all that.yes i needed you more than you knew.more than romantic places and more than exotic artifacts and legends i needed you even when. There was nothing to gain when there was only a future of being shunned and disrespected i needed wanted you. Can you beat thatmore LikeReplyReport 12 years agoMark Verrell"your body makes eyes at me" has more zingLikeReplyReport 12 years agoLoad 9 more comments We need you! 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