Like A Shawl

Morning hasn’t wakened yet,
And I’m satisfied…
Leaving it to slumber still
As I rest inside,
Knowing sweet tranquility
That I woke to meet.
Outside it’s so serene
On a city street-
One that’s usually awake
By this time, for sure;
But today is different-
There is less than more…
As I hear no cars outside,
And no motor-sounds
From lawns being cut,
Or leaves blown around,
Or dogs making noise,
Or someone’s call.
It’s a peace that permeates
And warms me like a shawl.
 

Todays poetry contest entry was written by John Dallal.

 

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Unusual Strangers

On an endless journey in a lonely train,
Gazing dew-drops racing down the windowpane,
She tried to shelter herself from the cold,
While her mind was just lost in those stories untold.

Dissolving her solitude, a stranger appeared,
‘Here come the awkward moments’ She feared!
She offered a smile, as one would expect,
And the beauty of a smile, one has to reflect.

But beginning with that, it ended up in tales,
Of things that do matter, and life’s all fails.
And stories which included their deepest regrets,
About somebody’s love or someone who upsets.

She wouldn’t even tell friends, the stories they shared,
Maybe she wanted to say, not just sure if they cared.
Or even if they did, “Would they Judge?” she thought,
But all this with a stranger, It was worth a shot?!

She got buried in a thought, when the stranger was gone,
And she pondered and pondered from dusk till the dawn.
That strangers see us the way we are indeed,
Not as they wish we were, when it’s someone they need.

Not often they are given the gift of trust,
but they bring out the stories ‘covered in dust’,
No strings attached and yet so pure
That feelings show up and we feel secure.

So a million souls waiting for that chance
When their stories tempt to get a glance
And a million strangers for you out there,
Not judging , just lending you an ear.

Smile at a stranger, it might change a life,
and trust, they wont stab you with a knife.
It’s like an adventure, so exciting and so thrilling,
Whether or not you’ll meet again, the thought is so unsparing.

Coming out of her thoughts, not sure what they intend,
She realized soon that this journey is almost at end.
They were strangers when they met, and same when they parted,
And she understood the fact, that a new journey had started.

So she learned that they never will be friends with stories,
and smiled at the thought of being strangers with memories.
 

Todays poetry contest entry was written by Ashwyn K.

 

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Essences & Illuminations

Leave the door ajar for me
At least a curious little chink
That all the essences of song may spiral up
And of you make me think.

Ah leave the night aflame for me ,
Let stars that burn all shine intense
That all their light may paved illuminate the way
To a wisdom as immense.

Leave a little love aside for me
When to me all your love you’ve given
That I may thrive on doubl’d hope
As we both build anew on the old and welldriven.
 

Todays poetry contest entry was written by Saloni Kaul.

 

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This Generation

Morals are concerned with principles of right or wrong behavior and the goodness or badness of human character
What weight does this definition carry in today’s society
Nowadays we walk with knives in our hands
And when we feel threatened we shoot up homes and rob peoples life savings just to rack up on some bands
How funny
We fight because were insecure and prideful
But fail to realize that the devil is our biggest rival
We don’t come together anymore so we drop dead and it’s nobodies survival
How funny
We wait for the last minute to take a stand
You wait until the pistol has silenced a soul for you to apologize like a real man
How funny it is
Some have fell to the feet of the white man
Those same people who fell, did it so we can stand
Some directed this message to blacks
But last time I checked Christ died for all so let’s makes sure that’s checked
More and more death is becoming the life of the earth
And precious life means nothing to these mothers who destroy their yoke before birth
And these fathers more like daddy’s
Leave these kid with no structure to make worthless women happy
 

Todays poetry contest entry was written by Jeremiah.

 

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The Great “I AM”

I am the light in your sky
I am Galaxy’s far & wide
I am the air that you breath
I am the creatures , plants & trees
I am the fire that burns within
I am all you hear, smell & see
without me you would not be
I am everything you can imagine & more
I am the future , the present & before
I am your heavenly father the one & the only
I am the great I Am
Your God & your Creator..
 

Todays poetry contest entry was written by Firescorpion.

 

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Patiently Yours, Nietzsche”

It smells like winter.
The hot tea is steaming in the mug
Peter got from Hong Kong on his last visit,
along with a pinkish scarf.

I am anxious to see him back on terra firma.
He called to say he’s lost his visa.
But rest easy!

It is three in the morning.
The hands of the mantel clock another sting in my anticipation.
He must be heading home.
I won’t fall into the arms of Morpheus tonight.
I will listen to some Nietzsche on the radio.

The actor begins the recitation.
His staccato words walking on a tight rope.
A musical piece to take a breather from my obsession.

I ‘ll close my eyes.
I won’t spend the night biting my nails,
waiting for that flight to arrive.

“Since I grew tired of the chase
And search, I learned to find;
And since the wind blows in my face
I sail with every wind”

Patiently Yours,

Nietzsche

(dedicated to Peter, my husband)
 

Todays poetry contest entry was written by Via Dolorosa.

 

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Small Town Sorrows

Feeling your life start to fade, wishing this would turn into a better day.
All the emotions swirling around, how much more could happen to this town.
Worse and worse our lives get, everyone always tries not to fret.
It doesn’t always work as we’re so depressed, and no one can handle all these amounts of stress.
Days go by as we try and rewind the past, but we are just now realizing that the time is going by so fast.
The beginning of the year started with a wreck, a beautiful girl (what the heck.)
Her life gone forever at the age of 15, and it just gets worse for all the teens.
Half way through the year, there are even more tears.
Just a town away two boys get in a wreck, and one is still in recovering today.
One had passed away after just a week, no one knew it was happening he just hit the peak.
The other is still in therapy, from when he wrecked his Cherokee.
And now the grief is back, in a new form of attack.
His life gone from that shot, that took his life right on the spot.
Tears shedding every day, while people pray for everyone to be okay,
All the grief I saw on this day, there’s nothing to do but pray.
As the days go by, people try to act normal without a sign.
It’s just so hard to do knowing the truth, but you can’t say anything because there was never any proof.
You want to believe that it was just an accident, at least something that you could prevent.
But there wasn’t a reason or rhythm, to why he committed such a hideous crime.
It’s been an awful year, from all the whispers that go from ear to ear,
All the stories people like to tell, they all just make you want to yell.
Some are bad and some are good, it’s all as if you were from the hood.
I still can’t wrap my mind around it all, even though it just happened this fall.
Life is more complicated than ever, and I will always remember this year forever.
So many good memories from the lives lost, and none of them have a single cost.
They will be treasured forever and always, it won’t even matter when we go our separate ways.
But for now I will cherish your memory, and none of you will ever be forgotten by me.
 

Todays poetry contest entry was written by Britney.

 

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