Poems & Poetry

Many days have passed since the birth of the sun. I'm alone now Up in the sandy mountains. Down below, There is the serpentine river and the treacherous desert.

The 6th installment of faith based lyrics written from home at the Jersey shore.

In the midst of many worries, in an uninvited screech If everything is fine, you will surely ask me. Usual meditation; what if My problems grow like mushrooms after rain. Maturity does not want to leave and childhood does not stay. Despite all the awareness, Yet I wandered in the past.

Poem about someone speeding up your speed, but you are not ready for it.

What makes your world is what you believe in. The spirit world is real for many who have suffered a loss of a lover, parents, a child or relatives. It is the faith we will see them again. True love never dies--you heard it as a spirit whispers his/her good-byes.

This memorial narrative poem describes the affection of a boy, then a man, towards his father. Love born after a teen meets his dad, finally! And in response to the Word-Prompt "Memories" offered by Brenda Arledge are three poems

I love writing stories about the early 1900s. In the early 1900s it was almost a common occurrence for Adoption Agencies to place homeless children into good homes.Many couples were willing to adopt children to add to their family; and childless families found this to be a blessing too. Written 2011

A few words on this week's theme.

Parents’ love for their children is unconditional and unique. They spend a considerable part of their lives nurturing and caring for their children, striving to make their children good people. In the process they also create good childhood memories for them. Children always look up to their parents

Memories are wonderful and sweet. It's something we should relive. Please come along with me on this adventure. Let's do it all over again.

A poem entitled "Untitled." A poem about writing dedicated to poets, writers, and artists, and written by one of them. Dear writer, what's your title?

Intrinsicly, I live between celebrations and pats on my back, similar to the way we give treats to our kids and pets. This poem reflects that!

The lyrical poem is about a boy who was once walking alone in the rain. All on a sudden he saw a girl, also drenched by the rain. Then they saw eye to eye & the boy fell in love at first sight. The poem is about that romantic part of moment.

Young love is a beautiful experience when your heart is awaken to new emotions. Each stage of love is like a mountain to climb and when you get to the top;---mature love is waiting to be honored with two hearts. Love is thinking of the one you love first--doing little things to make her/him happy.

How is it to meet your dad for the first time? Many of us never get to "meet" our dads. They just happen to be around when we notice they exist. Some of us get to meet them for the first time emotionally. Some of us get to meet them for the first time, period.

The Uber replied, "everything that goes up will surely come down if it has not exceeded the point at which force of gravitational pull acts"...

Do the best one can among what others deserve. More content from Kid Reign.

A voice against hatred, a voice against social injustice, a voice against racism, a voice against crime, and a voice against Islamophobia

The 32nd edition of poems written only minutes from the Jersey beach.

Here is another collection of poetry on various subjects suggested by my readers. Topics include Plastic, Gnomes, COVID warriors, and Breakfast. I also talk tennis.

Strife is bad for both parties.

UPDATE: "Word Prompts Help Creativity / Week 17 is an article I write each week. I choose a single word prompt and hope it inspires us to be creative. You can write whatever you want. It can be a poem, short story, song or any combination. The only requirement is to relax and have fun while writing.

A poem about refugees.

Being a chronic romantic, here I go with some poetic expressions of my soul.

Why do we all run after victory?You get as much happiness as victory. Sometime more happiness then that, you can get even at your defeat. Once in life, be defeated once by your life partner. You will get immense pleasure here.A defeat of both of you will bring immense respect and happiness in life.

My mother and I lived with my grandparents on their farm the first five years of my life. Everyday was wonderful being with my grandmother while my mother worked in town. I was her little shadow hanging onto every word she spoke. She taught me to read when I as four years old. She was an Angel.

The article is written in response to Brenda's weekly prompt "Fate". There is no religion that denies fate. Every religion, including Islam, Christianity, Judaism, Buddhism, Hinduism, etc. Believes in fate.

A poem about people who judge others because of eating whatever they like to eat.

How difficult it is to forget you, it is a heartache that has hidden its pain. This poem is dedicated to all those who have lost their loved ones in any way.

Word Prompts Help Creativity / Week 16 is a weekly article I write where I provide a single word prompt hoping it inspires our muse to conjure up something wonderful. It can be a poem, short story, song or whatever you decide to write. There is one requirement. Relax and have a bit of fun.

Feelings pulse through my soul as I think about the many types of sunshine that fill my life with joy. Some of them make perfect sense, while others shine only from emotional and spiritual realms.

India's Cuckoo Sarojini Naidu is the name of the immortal soul who made his significant contribution to India's freedom struggle. Sarojini Naidu is one of those revolutionary women who fought hard for the liberation of slavery-ridden India. Sarojini Naidu was a great politician and a great freedom f

The 31st collection of poems written near the Jersey Shore

...Blood also flows in her veins like all of us, she must be resting after the meeting....

High crime area means higher taxes and low crime area means lower taxes

"Word Prompts Help Creativity / Week 15 is an article I write each week. I choose a single word prompt and hope it inspires us to be creative. You can write whatever you want.  It can be a poem, short story, song or any combination. The only requirement is that you try to relax and have fun.

Malta is indeed small, but its history of civilization is surprisingly old and splendid. The numerous megalithic temples in its territory are testimonies to its glorious past. The oldest of these megalithic temples is about 5500 years old. , Which is older than the oldest pyramid in ancient Egypt.

Poem: Memories of Childhood / per "Word Prompts Help Creativity / Week 14" by Brenda Arledge includes a couple of poems and a few thoughts. One is about a Cincinnati Reds Baseball Game with Johnny Bench and the other is an Acrostic poem. This article is for the word prompt, "childhood.

This article is about my childhood memories of which has been inspired by Brenda's word prompt for the 14th week "childhood".

What if – an officer of the precursor to the American CIA was tasked to prevent the engagement of the heir to the British throne to a German princess in order to subvert an alliance between those two countries prior to World War II? (Historical fact)

Covid 19 what bring you here? It is all negative? or there is also positive effects to the people.

The following day, her friend whom she has been carrying along on the development between her spouse and her phoned to ask about the meeting...

"Poetic Pensive" by MS Penarts

As she was about to speak she heard the chair he sits on making a noise of being pushed back, as he stands to his feet and walks out of her without saying “goodbye”.

I have thought over this repeatedly, having known that romantic involvement should be willful desire from both parties, not something that should be forced on anyone…