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Springs looming grey over weeping lands brings sorrow promise of seeds they once had kept, Joyful bells will forgone their fate and fade into twilight's Summer set, Petals of roses will fall with distress...
View this entryFly away, want away, to a far distant land, Close your eyes, a surprise, and hold me by the hand, Make a wish, no abyss, for as long as it last, Dance with flow,...
View this entryThis poem is about my love for poetry. inspiration came to me whilst I was re-reading Romeo and Juliet. I fell in love with Shakespear's rhymes, they mattered more to me than the story...
My Rhyme:
My playground, my mirror, my vision
My gift, my offering , my contribution
My doubts, my regrets, my never-absent fears
My frowns, my laughter, my ever-flowing tears
My symetry, my perfection, in well-constructed sentences
My anger, my bitterness,...
View this entryAbout her. Inspired by her.
Her glistening eyes had caught his attention.
He had asked, "who's that next to you?"
View this entryA divorced woman that begins dating again.
High above the world she walks,
an acrobat.
She balances her supple frame
on the taut wire of hopes and dreams
and for a moment in time
she sets aside
her duties and responsibilities
that have deferred and delayed
the longing hidden deep within
inhibiting her...
View this entryA divorced woman going out on her first date after many years.
High above the world she walks,
an acrobat.
She balances her supple frame
on the taut wire of hopes and dreams
and for a moment in time
she sets aside
her duties and responsibilities
that have deferred and delayed
the longing hidden deep within
inhibiting her...
View this entryTHE HUMAN PASSIONS MUST BE SHOWCASED
Adapted from my upcoming poetry book FLAMES OF THE WORLD
SAIMON KWENDA
29. THE LION IN ME IS ROARING
The time bomb explodes, I kept all under the carpet. Behind the drawers to avoid shame, But the...
View this entryIn the face of the moon,
I seek what is true.
The moon shines through,
And with clarity I see you.
In the dark there's no pretense.
Nothing placed and nothing planned.
Just thoughts on paper.
A hand gripping sand.
The flow...
View this entryArranging your words so that they make sense. Hope none of its said under false pretence. I open the window so I can breathe. Build my wall so you can’t hear my heart beat,
View this entryI never wanted to be up here, On this golden pedestal where you placed me. Your gifts are unwelcome. This crown hurts my head. Sugar sweet I never claimed to be.
Please take me down...
View this entryRead new poems from up and coming amateur poets
Amateur poets can add their work to our poetry chart including the poem, images which represent what the poem is about and even videos of the poem being delivered as intended. We have all the fresh new talent from the poetry world and we promote The Talent Bank to publishers and magazines who may just get in touch to publish some of your poetry.