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Another Chance
God have mercy
Give me another chance
Let me erase the past
And redraft my cast
My life has been
A big mistake
Lord, give me power
To cut and paste
Oh, how I’d like
To change my life
Especially the parts
I’ve cried and sighed
Can I choose
the actors in my play?
If so, it'll be
my happiest day!
Your Holiness, give me
Insight to realise
What is going on
Inside their closed minds.
Last few words:
People living with and around us are big mysteries. You wouldn't know what'll happend with them until they strike and show their true colours. This is a poem I wrote long time ago. I know it's not that good, but I was having fun playing with words and sound.
Anyway, I thought I should share it here, so that I may improve through your comments.
So please comment.
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wesley snow
Wed, 2012-10-03 12:47
No need to comment.
I've read a little of your more recent poems and you have improved. I would rather push that poet. This shows a lot of the phonetic playing around I did when I first started to write. I hope that's a good sign. I hope that all spectacularly unique poets begin by playing with phonetics. If so, there is hope for me. I recently read one of my first poems again and wild yaks couldn't drag me to post it here.
wesley
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Nilmini
Wed, 2012-10-03 13:06
Oh ha ha ha
I like it how you've said it without breaking my heart. And I'm glad that you think I've improved now.
Cheers!
author commentIan.T
Wed, 2012-10-03 18:12
Nilmini
It is good that you play with words.
Things sometimes seem absurd
But for us words would die away
If we gave up writing for one day
Have a lovely day and keep writing and we will keep reading,
Yours Ian.T
.
There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..
Nilmini
Thu, 2012-10-04 07:32
Thank you Ian
You're so kind. I wish I could write like you all everyday. The problem is English is not my 1st language but the second. I do write poems in my native language, too. They are so different in style from each other.
Now that I have the assurance that you'll keep reading what I write, I will try my best.
Cheers!
author commentwesley snow
Thu, 2012-10-04 12:49
Perhaps you would do me a favor?
Would you (can you?) post one of your poems in your native language (a little explanation would be nice... I am woefully ignorant) with an English translation? The words all need to be English, but I want to read the poem in your language (and of course know what it means).
If this is too hard, I understand.
wesley
W. H. Snow
A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds. Percy Bysshe Shelley
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Nilmini
Thu, 2013-10-31 10:08
I'm sorry
Hi Wesley, I'm sorry that I couldn't fulfil your request yet. I wanted to choose a poem that is easy to translate. Then I got overburdened with general problems of life. But please do bear with me for sometime. I’ve not forgotten your request. I only need some more time.
Warm regards
author commentloved
Thu, 2012-10-04 09:30
you must remain an entity oh what a pity
you must remain an entity,
oh what a pity
even God needs an identity,
If only we could mastermind our arrival
what time and day
would you or any one chose
may I ask of you?
We all ply about in veiled masks
in search of ...
rest I will compose
when other poets
do in me their faith impose,
let them feel the burdens of life
till will still,
remain one long strife
come what may,
What choice you choose
destiny can't be written
as you shall remain confused
Heredity
Environment
CIrcumstances
will still remain out of one’s control,
what kind of life would you Nilmini
Would like to stroll?
I wonder still.
loved
loved
Thu, 2013-10-31 09:46
you have still to read and honour
the poets above
and that is a must
for any upcoming poet
And you too
loved