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Poetry Scribbles: 12-Mar-2013
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Not just the scribbled piece of verses but a bit more from my thought n time. Tuesday, 12 March 2013. It is spring in the city of gardens. Every spring is the only spring, a perpetual astonishment-Ellis peters. Very true isn’t it? I always have this perpetual astonishment, an everlasting amazement. The chirping sparrows add more beauty to them. A small house under the tabebuias. With sparrows nesting in them. Chirping to wake me up from sleep and naps. Purple pink yellow violet and white. Block in the ea...
Poetry Scribbles: A Piece Of Creator's Art.
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Not just the scribbled piece of verses but a bit more from my thought n time. Friday, 29 June 2012. A Piece Of Creator's Art. One lazy holiday morning,. When I was a silent small kid. With all the mischiefs kept inside. Wanted to climb the small hill. Nearby my aunt's dwelling. Those untouched red rocks were calling me. It read my restless mind plea. What is there over you. I could only see the sky blue. When i peek through the window'. There the pretty white and yellow flowers. Want to kiss you.
Poetry Scribbles: My Wedding.
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Not just the scribbled piece of verses but a bit more from my thought n time. Thursday, 14 March 2013. It was the day i was blessed. I still fall in love with the memoirs of that day. All the pampering and eyes upon me. Smiles and welcomes,. Hiding the agony and anxiety of the change upcoming. All the day the nerves kept them inside. But when its time to leave. Tears swamped, words inside. In that was everything. Apology, thanking, love, everything to each other. A new hand of care,. Its just me,.
Poetry Scribbles: My Wish.
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Not just the scribbled piece of verses but a bit more from my thought n time. Monday, 25 June 2012. I wished to be a lover;. Lover of words and letters. I wanted to read. And once i loved. I read my brother’s junk books i got from the attic. Some other time later. When i really craved for books. I combed the libraries. I took some , they had good names, titles;. With the words, phrases and meanings. I wanted to toss them ,but i never did so,. Something changed ,. The love for someone else's words.
Poetry Scribbles: 29-Jun-2012
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Not just the scribbled piece of verses but a bit more from my thought n time. Friday, 29 June 2012. A Piece Of Creator's Art. One lazy holiday morning,. When I was a silent small kid. With all the mischiefs kept inside. Wanted to climb the small hill. Nearby my aunt's dwelling. Those untouched red rocks were calling me. It read my restless mind plea. What is there over you. I could only see the sky blue. When i peek through the window'. There the pretty white and yellow flowers. Want to kiss you.
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Thursday, 29 August 2013. Subject and syntax to fear and enjoy. Helen Ivory, Waiting for Bluebeard, Bloodaxe. Ira Lightman, I, Love, Poetry. Knives, Forks and Spoons Press. She tells us the stars. Heaved themselves under the bed. And began to burn holes in the rug. What does the author make of men in this book dedicated to women? Helen Ivory's impact is all in the content, rather than the language itself. Not a word is out of place. Language is used superbly to obtain the effects she seeks. On page five,.
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Poetry S c r e a m. Stay updated via RSS. Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood.". Great things are not accomplished by those who yield to trends and fads and popular opinion.". Artists to my mind are the real architects of change, and not the political legislators who implement change after the fact.". William S. Burroughs. If a poet is anybody, he is somebody to whom things may matter very little - somebody who is obsessed by Making.". Brazillia R. Kreep. Justin ( djembe/spoken word).
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Not just the scribbled piece of verses but a bit more from my thought n time. Wednesday, 8 March 2017. The Women who inspired me. Woman no.1. My aunt was concerned about everyone around her. And so she did whatever little help she could. She visited every relative and kept family bonds bind. she was a true believer of Almighty. Recently, she said, “ we should never expect our children to go wrong when they grow. Our children become what we expect and speak about them. Thursday, 14 March 2013. Its just me,.
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Support Poetryscriber by Spreading the Word about the site! This Weeks Online Poetry Site topic is on "Politics, President Obama, and Re-Election". Write to inform people on various political news and views about Politics! Membership is Free so Join and Write Poetry Today! Politics and Political Debates sometimes get out of hand during elections for both Republicans and Democrats. Write Poems from your Heart and Soul! Read and Comment -. I am only one person and all the poets on this site deserve to be r...
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The Journal of Ernest Cappa. Ser Vegano es Hipócrita. Ser vegano, es hasta cierto punto, seguir siendo un hipócrita. Alguna vez te has sentado a pensar y a ponerte en los zapatos de un vegano? El vegano es llevado por la ética. Por una ética colosal. Ha decidido, por cuenta propia, sacrificar placeres gustativos por respeto. Ha decidido complicar su estilo de vida, sus costumbres, sus maneras. Ha roto el vidrio y se arrojado a él mismo fuera de la zona de confort. Pero un vegano sabe que está mal. Un ser...
