I am the ginger brown of the Egyptian
The blackness of the Sudan
I am the beauty to which the birds sing
I have the supremeness of the royal Lion
I am the Orchid that adorns the shore of the Nile
And the brightness of shimmering stars
I am the nomad that dwells in the Sahara
I am known throughout the lands afar
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Our Flowers, Our Loss — Poem by Wendell A. Brown
Where have all our beautiful flowers gone
Each so very special in their own way
Where have all our young flowers gone
Why has this world’s evil taken them away
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Poem for a Sick Friend – by Wendell Brown
A Touch
Wake up in smiles
Because you are alive,
As God permits you
To see another day
A True Love Poem – by Wendell Brown
True Love never dies
When happiness really finds us
And sweet tranquility fills our minds,
When cupids arrow does pierce our hearts
True love does never die…
Lips Two Folds Of Petal — Poem by M. Bugi
They Fall With Grace,
Two Petals of a Rose, Out Of Faith,
That The Gravity Of Earth will Bind Them,
In Shape Of Lips …
A Poem for ATHANASIOS — by Mbugi
For ATHANASIOS Lerounis (A Greek volunteer teacher who was abducted and held for a ransom of $2 million and release of Taliban leaders)
Against my will I sit in a dark Dungeon in NOORISTAN land of Light,
waiting for a rescue or a compromise deal ,why me as I look at a glimmer of Hope ,
I devoted umpteen years of my life
For the cousins of Kalasha who have abducted me
Here I am Far away yet near to the sympathisers
Don’t just sit there Idle – do something,
ARE YOU Waiting for the smoke to clear of the GREEK elections
For I am also the news, with active work
For I discovered down trodden Kalash Tribes of the Hindukush.
Peace Poem – by Finn Bille
Well, neighbor, this land lies barren
where we’ve paced back and forth,
and weed-choked everywhere else.
I’m proud that we’ve negotiated,
and that we haven’t fought,
that no blood has been shed
on our disputed boundary line.
The King’s Coin — Poem by Finn Bille
I know I promised to keep King Christian
safe in my pocket on his Danish coin,
but I lost it on the Greyhound bus
between Chicago and L.A.
Driving to Palm Beach Gardens Cemetery – Poem by KB Ballentine
You are always twenty-six.
I feel your heart in the beat of wind-
shield wipers and rain on the roof.
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Beyond the Silence — Poem by K. B. Ballantine
Whispers from the walls
conquer the silence of the street.
Memories flow into and through
me: you mowing the lawn, planting
roses; her pink elephant, blue tie
scrunched in bow-shaped lips.
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