Let's play 2 or 4 line poetry game

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   Misbah786posted 3 years ago

   Let's share some two or four line poetry here or just write something poetic.
   
   Let's have some fun. Cheer up everyone.  
   
   

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      Castlepalomaposted 2 years agoin reply to this

      Dreams with a deadlines, plan to make it tame
      Loose your dreams, you may loose your mind and life's game
      
      Dreams from the heart, follow by the mind
      Dream for a living,  for the good in mankind

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         Misbah786posted 2 years agoin reply to this

         Nice one, Castlepaloma.
         
         To achieve something great it's important to dream,
         
         There would be nothing if one did not wish for something.
         
         Dreams are as important as stars in the night sky
         
         People who work hard, make their future bright

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            Castlepalomaposted 2 years agoin reply to this

            Reach as high you can for the stars.
            For what you can hold on to
            Then come back to earth
            It is your to.master for ever more.
            
            https://usercontent1.hubstatic.com/5164288_f520.jpg

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               Misbah786posted 2 years agoin reply to this

               The sky is the limit, but it is limitless.
               The stars are as gleaming as a diamond necklace.
               Wear it or throw it away; the choice is yours.
               To be honest, the stars are the only hope on the gloomy sky.
               Dreams are the source of hope in a human's life.
               Because of the dreamers, the world exists.

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                  Castlepalomaposted 2 years agoin reply to this

                  Taking notes.

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                     Misbah786posted 2 years agoin reply to this

                     

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                  Brenda Arledgeposted 2 years agoin reply to this

                  Wow Misbah...great thought

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                     Misbah786posted 2 years agoin reply to this

                     

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               Brenda Arledgeposted 2 years agoin reply to this

               Love the pic

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         Brenda Arledgeposted 2 years agoin reply to this

         I like this one

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            Castlepalomaposted 2 years agoin reply to this

            Thanks

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            Castlepalomaposted 2 years agoin reply to this

            Brenda , how things recently?

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   Misbah786posted 3 years ago

   Starting with me.
   
   Every day, I flee into a surreal utopia, to escape
   The world's prison. It's the same every time:
   I have a dream, I love it, I enjoy it, I live it,
   Then I turn my back, open my eyes, and forget about it.

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      Jodahposted 3 years agoin reply to this

      Until the night time comes around once more
      And in need to sleep I close my eyes.
      Then Dali revisits my dreams
      And I escape this troubled world again.

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         Misbah786posted 3 years agoin reply to this

         In this horrible world, there's so much more.
         I still cannot suppress my want to flee.
         To live and die here, a demand of time.
         People dream and commit horrific crimes

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            Jodahposted 3 years agoin reply to this

            But underneath this world of hurt,
            Of crime and war and greed,
            My heart looks for the threads of gold,
            Good thoughts invades my dreams.

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               Misbah786posted 3 years agoin reply to this

               Good thoughts are the reason I'm alive today,
               Dawn and dusk brings me some happiness and joy.
               To live this existence, I rub my shoulders,
               Wishing this world turn like I dream every day.

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   Jodahposted 3 years ago

   Halloween night’s full of scares.
   Do you think it’s really fair?
   Kids all trick-or-treat for skittles,
   I want some but I’m not little.

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      Misbah786posted 3 years agoin reply to this

      So cute

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      Misbah786posted 3 years agoin reply to this

      You're not little, no skittles for you.
      Stay inside the house, there's no joy for you.
      It is quite creepy on Halloween night,
      Witches and monsters will give you a fright. 

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         Jodahposted 3 years agoin reply to this

         you are a meany

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            Misbah786posted 3 years agoin reply to this

            Lol! Yes

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   Pamela99posted 3 years ago

   I love this quote. Thanks!

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      Misbah786posted 3 years agoin reply to this

      Sweet!
      Stay blessed!

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   Lora Hollingsposted 3 years ago

   So true! A quote from one of the greatest poets who graced our world with his writing.

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      Misbah786posted 3 years agoin reply to this

      You are right, Lora
      Blessings to you!

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   Rabia Zulfqarposted 3 years ago

   Here's from my side!
   
   Meet me where
   Hope is died
   Promises are broken
   Expectations are withered,
   Where everything is at its worst
   There you are my lucky charm
   My that vibrant ray of liveliness
   Which would never let me diminish.

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      Misbah786posted 3 years agoin reply to this

      Promises are always meant to be broken;
      Hope is something that always offers a chance
      To glimpse the brightest white light in the darkness.
      God has taught the man learn how to believe Him.

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         jansharesposted 3 years agoin reply to this

         On Him we wait because we believe
         Answers to when on Him we leave
         We put our faith in hope and light
         To one day see the promise bright

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            Misbah786posted 3 years agoin reply to this

            He is the lone ray of hope and Light.
            He is the One who holds my hand tight;
            I'll never fall because I believe
            Faith has the power all to achieve

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            Rabia Zulfqarposted 3 years agoin reply to this

            Janshares that's a quite strong one indeed.

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               jansharesposted 3 years agoin reply to this

               Thank you, Rabia. And Misbah's addition is lovely.

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                  Misbah786posted 3 years agoin reply to this

                  Thank you, Janis

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   Rabia Zulfqarposted 3 years ago

   Another one!
   
   Under the blanket of stars
   I try to hide my pain,regrets and scars
   Which are making me numb and sparse
   You were the one who could provide rescue
   Trusting you is the cause that my fall ensue
   after grabbing all my warmth,I was left frozen
   I,a pack of freshness now turned into erosion
   Collecting my splits,shacking them into bars
   bearing fruits of such crimes which were ours.

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      Misbah786posted 3 years agoin reply to this

      Crimes are easy to commit, hard to carry
      Recall, I never promised you to marry.
      Trust me or not was always your decision
      I left you, it's not your fault, but my vision.
      
      
      
      Thank you for joining in, Rabia. It's the first time, I saw you writing and posting something. Why have you never published anything here?
      I hope you are having a good time here. Welcome to HubPages!
      Blessings to you!

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         Rabia Zulfqarposted 3 years agoin reply to this

         I am obliged Misbah and thankful for your sweet welcome. Actually I am exploring this platform and dealing with some of my queries regarding the posting.I'll be glad if you could entertain me in this regard....
         Regards

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            Misbah786posted 3 years agoin reply to this

            Rabia, HubPages is a lively writing platform with a vibrant community of talented writers. Many of us are very close friends who treat each other like family. I hope you will have a great time here.
            Best wishes and Blessings!

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   jansharesposted 3 years ago

   Many a task fill my plate
   Much to do, my night runs late
   Reaching completion, one at a time
   Looking forward to a day that's mine

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      Misbah786posted 3 years agoin reply to this

      The day will never come, I can say is mine
      There's a lot to do, and I'm so far behind
      Making the Life's sketch, I need a sharp pencil.
      On life's canvas, colors getting distorted.

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   MizBejabbersposted 3 years ago

   Haiku is the best I can do.
   
   Mz. B no poet
   and she very well know it
   broke pencil, blank page

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      Misbah786posted 3 years agoin reply to this

      This is my first ever written haiku. I don't know if it really is a haiku. Lol!
      
      This is my first try
      Thank you much Ms Doris, I tried
      Something really new

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         MizBejabbersposted 3 years agoin reply to this

         You're getting there. Leave out the Ms and you've got it! The second line requires seven syllables instead of eight. I really do admire you and John and some of the other poets on HP. My granddaughter can write great poetry, but she didn't get the ability from me. Technically, the third line in a Haiku isn't supposed to relate to the first two, but most people I know don't follow that rule. The only other poetry (if you can call it that) that I can write is an occasional limerick. I've published several, including an epic that has limericks for the verses. Sorry I can't promote it here.

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            Misbah786posted 3 years agoin reply to this

            Thank you so much, Ms Doris. You are very kind. Much appreciated! God Bless you!

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      Misbah786posted 3 years agoin reply to this

      I forget, at times.
      Hoping to be creative
      To color the pages

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         jansharesposted 3 years agoin reply to this

         Thoughts fade as night falls
         Black fountain pen's ink runs dry
         Birds will sing again

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         MizBejabbersposted 3 years agoin reply to this

         Now you've got it!

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            Misbah786posted 3 years agoin reply to this

            

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    Brenda Arledgeposted 3 years ago

    She wishes a lightning bolt
    Would zap her fingers with magic
    Giving her thoughts the words to create
    But her energy is lacking.

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       Jodahposted 3 years agoin reply to this

       But suddenly, her muse appears,
       The dark cloud moves aside.
       Inspiration has returned,
       and her fingers type the keys.

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          Misbah786posted 3 years agoin reply to this

          The cat then jumped on the keyboard.
          Her paws pressed a few extra keys.
          Oh, this wasn't what I was writing.
          Excuse me, this wasn't what I mean

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    Brenda Arledgeposted 3 years ago

    She watches in disbelief,
    as the letters
    dance through her mind
    oozing a creative scene,
    leaving behind a wondrous tale.

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       Misbah786posted 3 years agoin reply to this

       Wonderful tales are very beautiful.
       Let my creative mind run freely wild.
       Let me write some of my thoughts on paper.
       Allow my anguish to ooze from your eyes.

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       Rabia Zulfqarposted 3 years agoin reply to this

       She could emit the galaxies out of her mind
       Only if she had trust in her lustrous words
       Peeps around were blinded by her lustre
       Yet she was constantly fighting with her darkness

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    ChitrangadaSharanposted 3 years ago

    Walking past the old Banyan tree,
    My eyes are surprised to see,
    Who had planted thee,
    To give shelter to me,
    Now, I will plant a Banyan tree,
    For my great-grandchildren to see.

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       Misbah786posted 3 years agoin reply to this

       Grandparents for me are God's biggest blessing;
       They see the future for us with their wise eyes,
       Time always come and proves, they were always right.
       They are the ones who hope for our future bright

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    Brenda Arledgeposted 3 years ago

    But wait...
    The kitty-cat seems to know a few things
    Pawing up words that tug at the old heart strings
    Writing a beautiful scene making those tears drop.

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       Misbah786posted 3 years agoin reply to this

       This cat is aware of a broad array of topics.
       Making my tears fall by pressing a few extra keys.
       Who is the one who really taught her this talent,
       Or is she also someone heart broken like me

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    Brenda Arledgeposted 3 years ago

    Embrace each moment,
    learning from their wisdom,
    being thankful for this grace,
    for not all of us
    are given this gift.

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       Misbah786posted 3 years agoin reply to this

       Oh! I am missing Mr. Bill here

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    Revirioposted 3 years ago

    Never have I written poetry
    On my Dell monitor
    Using a Logitech keyboard! Ha! My
    soul, what have I written?
    
    
    

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       Misbah786posted 3 years agoin reply to this

       The keys you pressed on your Logitech keyboard
       Eventually released some suppressed moods.
       The ones you've been trying to hide for so long
       Now on monitor screen, ask help from Divine

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          Revirioposted 3 years agoin reply to this

          No no no
          Lo lo lo!
          Polo polo,
          Marcopolo!

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             Misbah786posted 3 years agoin reply to this

             Yes Yes Yes
             Bet Bet Bet
             You just caught
             Inside the net. Lol!

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                Revirioposted 3 years agoin reply to this

                Ha ha ha,
                Naa naa naa,
                La llaa llaa,
                Trala Trala!

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                   Misbah786posted 3 years agoin reply to this

                   Lol! Trala Trala

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                      Revirioposted 3 years agoin reply to this

                      

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                         Misbah786posted 3 years agoin reply to this

                         Thank you so much, Aiden.
                         It was fun

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                            Revirioposted 3 years agoin reply to this

                            Thank you.

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       Misbah786posted 2 years agoin reply to this

       I always wish to see you around,
       
       Your soul travels around the globe.
       
       You've now seen everything behind the curtain,
       
       You are now in another world.
       
       
       Friendship is something that even death cannot touch. I miss you, my friend. May your soul rest in Peace!

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    Misbah786posted 3 years ago

    What an odd moment these sounds of silence have created.
    We're stuck in a limbo between optimism and suffering.
    A kind word, a response to call, a flash of warmth
    Who would fill the void and the dreadful emptiness?

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    Brenda Arledgeposted 3 years ago

    The echo of the wind
    Reminds me of the solitude
    Where I sit with only the warmth of a blanket
    The comforting words have vanished into thin air
    With nothing to fill the void
    Unless it's that extra piece of apple pie
    Before I retire for bed.

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       Misbah786posted 3 years agoin reply to this

       I closed my eyes under the glare of the sun.
       
       Wishing that everything would be fine soon.
       
       Oh God, innocence has caused me so much pain.

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          Brenda Arledgeposted 3 years agoin reply to this

          The gentle breeze blows across your face
          With God's answer whispering silently to your soul
          
          No more worries child
          For he knows your pain
          He walks with you each step of the way

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             Misbah786posted 2 years agoin reply to this

             There is no doubt, God is always near;
             
             He holds me and protects me from all danger.
             
             The dark clouds in life are also visible,
             
             but I pray the day remains bright forever.

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                jansharesposted 2 years agoin reply to this

                I wait for Light to break through,
                Trusting God in my state of fear,
                Waiting for the dark cloud to lift,
                As I am overcome by the heaviness of life.

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                   Misbah786posted 2 years agoin reply to this

                   On the never-ending shore of sadness,
                   
                   Lies down a believer . . .
                   
                   One, who is willing to break apart without a fuss,
                   
                   One who believes in the unlikely

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                      jansharesposted 2 years agoin reply to this

                      Clinging to one's grain of faith,
                      In the midst of grief,
                      Believing beyond what is seen,
                      As the tide rises, knowing it will fall.

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                         Misbah786posted 2 years agoin reply to this

                         Through my wounds, Your Light entered –
                         
                         Gashes with horrific scars, given by loved ones
                         
                         This sadness was never a curse, but a Blessing.
                         
                         Blessing designed purely to bring me closer to You.

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    Kathleen Cochranposted 2 years ago

    The verb, love, placed between the pronouns, I and you,
    completes more than a sentence.

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       Misbah786posted 2 years agoin reply to this

       Beautiful!
       
       Love is not bound by any rules or restrictions
       
       Yes, this is true that true love hardly finds its destination
       
       But why, therefore, ignore the world hereafter?
       
       All lovers like Romeo Juliet may have met up there
                              
         -- Misbah Sheikh--

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          Brenda Arledgeposted 2 years agoin reply to this

          Like Romeo & Juliet
          the song of true love plays on
          with each teardrop
          lasting into eternity
          like a sacred wine.
          
          Echoes faintly tap
          within the shadows
          of the darkness
          as two souls reunite
          between the layers
          of heaven and earth.

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             Jodahposted 2 years agoin reply to this

             Beautiful!

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                Brenda Arledgeposted 2 years agoin reply to this

                Thanks John...
                I guess I still got poetry inside me.

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                   Jodahposted 2 years agoin reply to this

                   you never lose that

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                      Brenda Arledgeposted 2 years agoin reply to this

                      Good to know

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                      Brenda Arledgeposted 2 years agoin reply to this

                      John...
                      I read your article on Proud Ukraine, but try as I might...I can't find it on the newsfeed.

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             Misbah786posted 2 years agoin reply to this

             So beautiful, Bredz.
             Hugs!!!

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                Brenda Arledgeposted 2 years agoin reply to this

                Misbah...
                Sending you hugs too!
                
                Glad you liked that little one.

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                   Misbah786posted 2 years agoin reply to this

                   I loved it

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                      Brenda Arledgeposted 2 years agoin reply to this

                      Thank you

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             Misbah786posted 2 years agoin reply to this

             The feet in the world are chained, but free,
             
             Chainless, and fearless souls in Heaven
             
             Continue to dance and rejoice— the force of love has reached the skies.

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                Brenda Arledgeposted 2 years agoin reply to this

                Wonderful one!  I'll see if i can write one later.

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                jansharesposted 2 years agoin reply to this

                A bondage some wish they had
                Voluntarily chained to one's beloved
                Soaring to heaven's heights for love
                Holding each other tightly, into eternity

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                   Misbah786posted 2 years agoin reply to this

                   So Beautiful!!

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                      jansharesposted 2 years agoin reply to this

                      Thank you! I love your writing too, Misbah.

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                Brenda Arledgeposted 2 years agoin reply to this

                Heaven's gate
                touches the earth we walk upon
                letting us feel the dance
                of those gone before us.
                
                The joy is shared
                by the angels
                bringing us comfort
                on those dark and lonely nights.

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             ChitrangadaSharanposted 2 years agoin reply to this

             This is beautiful, Brenda.
             Hope you are doing well. Take care.

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                Brenda Arledgeposted 2 years agoin reply to this

                Chitrangada...
                Thank you so much!
                
                I've got alot of unpacking & packing to do yet, but my furniture is all moved into Ron's house.
                
                Things will start getting a bit easier...I hope.

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             jansharesposted 2 years agoin reply to this

             So beautiful, Brenda. Good to see you back.

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                Brenda Arledgeposted 2 years agoin reply to this

                Thanks Jan...glad you like it.

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    Gianella Labradorposted 2 years ago

    Just read your article on Proud Ukraine John.  Good to know someone still writes poetry on awareness on current events despite copyright issues here and the article scrapers. Good write!

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    Jodahposted 2 years ago

    Thank you Gianella. Yes, it is a little offputting that everything I write will be scraped but it won't stop me writing,

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       Brenda Arledgeposted 2 years agoin reply to this

       Keep going John...
       Awareness is the key.

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    Gianella Labradorposted 2 years ago

    That's great attitude to have. To never stop writing and be an inspiration even to scrapers.

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    Misbah786posted 2 years ago

    I heard His voice saying: "Come closer to Me."
    
    I moved nearer; my eyes closed. A garden
    
    Of roses emerged as a brilliant Light. Amidst this
    
    Scented garden, butterflies dance, urging me to
    
    Play. I feel like a child in desperate need of my Beloved!
    
    To receive Love, a child must cry.

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       Brenda Arledgeposted 2 years agoin reply to this

       Within the garden I sense a peace
       I've never felt before
       as the butterflies fluttery around my being
       allowing me to be one with nature.
       
       Like a child
       I play in the forest
       forgetting those I left behind
       as I embrace the outpouring of his love.

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    abwilliamsposted 2 years ago

    Don't be afraid to be the individual, God intended you to be
    Not some carbon copy; without name nor face, existing as if you were never meant, to live free
    Live out loud, with true purpose, not just passing through or getting by
    Live to make a difference; for when it's genuine, it's not work, you don't even have to try

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       Misbah786posted 2 years agoin reply to this

       I really loved it, AB. A life without a purpose is not a life. Raising one's voice is sometimes necessary, and I admire those who do so.

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       Brenda Arledgeposted 2 years agoin reply to this

       Great writing A.B.

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    abwilliamsposted 2 years ago

    Thank you Misbah, I've loved reading everyone's contribution(s).
    Much talent here.

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       Misbah786posted 2 years agoin reply to this

       Thank you so much, A B.
       Much Love and Many Blessings to you!!

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    Misbah786posted 2 years ago

    Another morning without you, maybe a bright day for all.
    
    But deep down, it hurts to see the void, I know will never be filled.
    
    A wound too deep to heal, a permanent scar I know it will leave.
    
    Sometimes I'm afraid of the good times in my life,
    
    Sometimes I'm afraid of losing what I don't have, and
    
    Sometimes I cry for no obvious reasons.
    
    Now and then, I recall those long-forgotten promises.

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    ravirajan01posted 2 years ago

    A poet's life is full of heartburn and rejections. Here is a poem on that
    
    Jogging
    along a rocky shore,
    a soiled paper caught my eye;
    my poem.

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       Brenda Arledgeposted 2 years agoin reply to this

       Jogging
       along a rocky shore,
       a soiled paper caught my eye;
       
       That's a great beginning

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       Misbah786posted 2 years agoin reply to this

       Beautiful poem, Ravi.
       Stay blessed!

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    ChitrangadaSharanposted 2 years ago

    Good to see this thread reappear on my feed. My good wishes to all!
    
    New day, New Hopes,
    New Beginnings, New Aspirations,
    Renewed energy, Renewed thoughts,
    Renewed efforts, Renewed methods.

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       Misbah786posted 2 years agoin reply to this

       Beautiful and motivational, Di.
       Sending Best wishes and lots of Blessings!!

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    Stephen Tomkinsonposted 2 years ago

    Doors open and doors close.
    There is perhaps a key to them-
    But where it lies
    No-one knows.

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    Jodahposted 2 years ago

    If you find they key
    Don’t let it lie.
    Open doors
    And away you’ll fly.

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       Misbah786posted 2 years agoin reply to this

       Beautiful lines, John.
       
       Wherever you fly,
       Love is the norm.
       There is no heaven on Earth,
       More beautiful than home

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    Misbah786posted 2 years ago

    There is always a way if you look for it
    
    Never look back and take the summit
    
    You must reach the sky, which is infinite
    
    The keys to success are always in your pocket.

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    Brenda Arledgeposted 2 years ago

    He picks her pocket
    Finding a way to make her heart rocket
    Then hides away the key
    So they can live together in ease.

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       Misbah786posted 2 years agoin reply to this

       Love is when I lock you in my heart and throw away the key.
       
       Live here forever, the lock will remain closed, so
       
       Nobody can ever take your place.

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    ravirajan01posted 2 years ago

    You dance inside my throbbing heart,
    rivers gurgle out of my fingers,
    the sun drops ooze out of my eyes,
    fragrant trees run barefoot toward me.

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       Brenda Arledgeposted 2 years agoin reply to this

       Great words!

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    Misbah786posted 2 years ago

    Rainbow raindrops in tulle gowns,
    turning pirouette with delight and beauty.
    He was captivated by the rainbow shower ballet.
    They dance their spring waltz while holding hands.

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    ravirajan01posted 2 years ago

    The winds of the monsoon played around us,
    the salt from the sea brushed our lips,
    I saw your face, flushed with happiness,
    smiling at your desire to stop the time.

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       Misbah786posted 2 years agoin reply to this

       Beautiful lines, Ravi.

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          Brenda Arledgeposted 2 years agoin reply to this

          Totally agree.

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             Misbah786posted 2 years agoin reply to this

             You are so sweet, Bredz.

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    ravirajan01posted 2 years ago

    Thanks Misbah.This game is fun and mentally stimulating !!!

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       Misbah786posted 2 years agoin reply to this

       You are welcome, Ravi. Yes it's fun

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    Misbah786posted 2 years ago

    When the heart hears a voice,
    It reminds me of our song.
    Then I read our story aloud,
    I wish we could get together.
    You've just found the shore, and
    I'm all alone lost in this storm.

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       Brenda Arledgeposted 2 years agoin reply to this

       The storm has a way
       Of turning the tides
       Uniting two souls
       With a silent connection.
       
       Their song remains the same
       But their union gains strength
       Touching the corners of the universe
       In a rainbow of memories.

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          Misbah786posted 2 years agoin reply to this

          Sweet!!

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             Brenda Arledgeposted 2 years agoin reply to this

             Thanks!

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    Jodahposted 2 years ago

    

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    ChitrangadaSharanposted 2 years ago

    Nice lines John, Brenda, Misbah, Raviji, Stephen! This thread is interesting indeed. Another one from me—-
    
    The first rain showers of the season,
    Doing something magical to my senses,
    Making me smile, for no evident reason,
    Greens, with unmistakable fragrances.

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       Brenda Arledgeposted 2 years agoin reply to this

       Great description

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       Misbah786posted 2 years agoin reply to this

       Thank you so much, Di
       
       Here's one more:
       
       Listen to the song of joy,
       Feel all of these lovely hues.
       Really excite our eyes, and
       The world becomes beautiful.

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    Misbah786posted 2 years ago

    No longer suffer,
    Choose to stay alive,
    Relish each moment in small sips,
    Not as if it's the last, but
    As if it's the first time! 

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    Misbah786posted 2 years ago

    Just a short poem.
    
    I wish I could see you in my dreams every night, but
    Sleep does not come naturally.
    
    When I'm sick of my insomnia, I try to find you, while
    lying by the window, gazing at the stars....
    
    I wish I could see you one more time!
    Yes, just one more time I wish to see you.
    
    They say it's easy to love but difficult to achieve, but
    I believe that once you are in love, it's impossible to leave.
    
    Today my eyes are moist,
    I guess you've ventured into my thoughts again.

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    Misbah786posted 2 years ago

    I threw my old diary into the fire.
    I saw my words igniting slowly, like burning coals.
    My stories were read aloud by the blaze, and
    The fire shed a thousand tears.
    It was time to say adieu,
    The flames kissed my words goodbye.

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    ravirajan01posted 2 years ago

    Here is my Fibonacci Poem that follows the series - 0,1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8 and so on...
    
    Magnetism
    
    
    Her
    
    fragrance
    
    lades the
    
    mellifluous wintry zephyrs
    
    kindling passions in unbridled hearts.
    
    They say she is a man in drag.

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       Misbah786posted 2 years agoin reply to this

       Beautiful and unique! Thank you for sharing, Ravi.

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    Francois Groenewaldposted 2 years ago

    I believe that:
    
    Even though I might live only once,
    I can still walk among the stars,
    and taste their desire.

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       Misbah786posted 2 years agoin reply to this

       Interesting!
       
       I believe that :
       
       Even if I only live once,
       I can live on in hearts forever...
       
       Interesting poetry, Francois. Welcome to HubPages!
       
       Best wishes and Blessings!

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          Brenda Arledgeposted 2 years agoin reply to this

          Nice one

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             Misbah786posted 2 years agoin reply to this

             Thank you, Bredz
             Hugs!!

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    Francois Groenewaldposted 2 years ago

    Thank you

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    Misbah786posted 10 months ago

    Do we chase shadows, seeking light,
    Or embrace the dark, shunning sight?
    Is life a journey, or a race,
    A quest for truth, or endless chase?
    In heart’s echo, what truths lie,
    Underneath the vast, open sky?
    Do we seek, or do we flee,
    From the reflections, we barely see?

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       Brenda Arledgeposted 10 months agoin reply to this

       Wow!  Such a deep and honest poem.
       Do we chase the light or do we find comfort in the darkness.
       
       Great job

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          Misbah786posted 10 months agoin reply to this

          Love ya, Bredz! ❤️

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