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This week the Neopoem is Uncertain certainties by Words.unwritten. Congratulations to Words.unwritten on such a fine poem, To read this poem please click the link below and leave a comment.

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This week the Neopoem is Ephemeral Love by Dystopia. Congratulations to Dystopia on such a fine poem, To read this poem please click the link below and leave a comment.

https://www.neopoet.com/workshop/poems/ephemeral-love

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This week the Neopoem is Gracious Discontent by leoferaco. Congratulations to leoferaco on such a fine poem, To read this poem please click the link below and leave a comment.

https://www.neopoet.com/workshop/poems/gracious-discontent

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Mellifluous Mobility...

Mellifluous murmmerings
slightly echoing tones
rolling down the valley
but barely heard

Undercover shushing
with over the land phones
showing what to see
from the eye of the bird

Nice wired wheels, whispering
sparkling in the sun
Fat tires white walls
black rubber tread

Damned fine day, to go traveling
I'm not the only one
who's got balls
in his head

SHOE-SHINE BOYS

on market streets in Lagos, barefeet boys call
"Shoe-shine 3 naira"
as men in shoes walk by
boys wearing shorts and shirts
colored rags blown by the breeze
trying to tease the heat away

bata-tan boys move mountains
or pretend to be them
to get cash to buy a kit
hoping to make enough on the street
so they won't have to eat in some trash heap
they were their smiles loudly, if not proudly

Happiness

I know that I'm good enough for me today
I know the mistakes I made yesterday are lessons
I know some lessons take repeating the same mistakes
I know that I have little control
I know the control I do have lives in my thinking
I know I'm worthy of love because I love myself
I know self love is the root of my happiness
I know my happiness attracts meaningful relationships
I know these relationships perpetuate the habit of self love

a word

 

If you could write a word, would you?

 

Is it enough to write a word,

        for him, if not you?

 

If you could write a word, 

The window of the past

The past is like a
stained glass window.
The moment
stands still within
its weakly
wooden pane .
But its beauty
still carries
on through the
thriving thickets of light.
As it
brightly blooms
out a blissful
bluebird sky
swirling within
the intricate
eye of intimacy .

The window of the past

The past is like a
stained glass window.
The moment
stands still within
its weakly
wooden pane .
But its beauty
still carries
on through the
thriving thickets of light.
As it
brightly blooms
out a blissful
bluebird sky
swirling within
the intricate
eye of intimacy .

My Friend's Pain

Alright.
“Iʼll be alright” she spoke to me
“Eventually”.
Was that to mean
As time goes by?
After the event?
After all events?
After all the event had went.
But “Whens” are dead
As Time has stopped its clock
And no second hand will measureʼ whysʼ
So long I listen
So dumb and dumber I become,
And syncopated intermittent
Shocks
Sear my novice heart
We walk In post apocalyptic grief,
We trudge the thicker darker path
Towards the stronger straighter run unto the finish line?

Keep My Faith In God

Ever since I met you
I could escape solitude
I miss your heart
My quest to reach you from afar
with my chest ablaze
I can handle saying your name
regardless of what they say
I see the sun brighter everyday
I put my soul into prayer
A connection with you later
As I held my breath
Nothing better than to rest

SUPERIOR

There is anger toward women
In our Country.
Men want us to look like
The playboy bunny.

You can see it in our current
Legislation.
No matter how you view it,
It's discrimination.

Men are women's biggest
Fear.
Women feel safe if he is
Queer.

The consequences could
Be deadly.
All because she wasn't
Friendly.

It is taught in schools,
They call it education.
What is really going on,
Is indoctrination.

We

We are not hate
We cannot be hate
We cannot breathe in its
Foul spittle from others
We cannot spout out its prejudice
And its destruction toward others

We are love
We must be love
We must permeate in its grace
We must pour forth its tolerance
And the beautiful acceptance of each other

How can we share one life together
When we continually find reason to hate

We must share this life together
To survive, to continually cultivate love

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