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  • What do you think of this poem?

    Any criticism will be appreciated.

    ANGELA

    Lonely beauty sings in the lake

    Behind the autumn trees

    Her song is full of sad longing

    For spring and its cool breez

    The beauty sings,the echo rings

    In valleys of the Holy Spring

    The beauty dance,\"A maiden dance\"

    And flies over the lake in trance

    She draws the shadow sword and run

    With lake water touching the blade

    Her fighting stance is full of grace

    Her sword handle is made of jade

    She fights with leaves and drops of dew

    And cut them all in parts of two

    Her blade is sharp,her stance agile

    Her beauty brings opponents to trial

    I see her everyday on lake

    Her beauty brings my soul to shake

    They say her name is ANGELA

    She can in fight break bones like cake

    I hope you will like it and reply.

    ©Muhammad Ali

    8/15/2012

    1 AnswerPoetry9 years ago
  • Would some of you share poems about yourselves.Here is one of my own?

    C/C it please

    They ask me who am I

    I say :”an Olympian God

    Right from the heaven”

    They amuse themselves

    They laugh

    I say:”laugh you petty creatures”

    “You mortals”

    I am above and beyond you

    They ask:”why are u here?”

    I say:”to punish you”

    They mock they laugh

    I say:”you know not”

    I am stranded,I am weak

    I look like you

    But I am different

    Who are you O! around me?

    I am not you.

    You look like lost children

    On the path left ,right to me

    I look at you, and think

    What you have become at the end

    O ones! Who are to the right

    Who think that faith is might

    And faith has right to run

    This world of lies and pun

    In faith you take your flight

    Against all humanly plights

    Enough!

    O ones! Who are to the left

    Who think that faith is theft

    And logic and reason is right

    Against all humanly plight

    Enough!

    Why you think other is wrong

    Why you think fight is right

    Why not you open your eyes

    Why not some of you realize

    The deadly faiths the logical lies

    That blindfold the eyes

    Come, look at the path between

    So calm, peaceful and serene

    Come look at the path so green

    That logic and faith, inter-wind

    To make a lovely light

    Whose rays on the whole world shine

    ©Muhammad Ali 8/15/2012

    2 AnswersPoetry9 years ago
  • Why are people going more towards religion when many things which they say have no logical basis?

    You can't say that all people who embrace some religion or stick to some religion in any way have distorted mind and are fools.

    If so then most of mankind is fool because they believe in some religion.

    Many great philosophers,thinkers,scientists were fools because they also believed in some religion.

    7 AnswersReligion & Spirituality9 years ago
  • Is this poem good enough to make a girl's heart melt?

    I have written this poem for someone for whom I have feelings.

    MY BEAUTIFUL GIRL

    Whenever at night I think of you

    I feel my dream coming true

    Whenever I see your shining face

    My worries run without a trace

    Your image makes me feel alive

    Your feeling makes me live and thrive

    Your twinkle eyes in the starless skies

    Bring me hope in the depths of demise

    Your dark hairs always bring

    With them the scent of coming spring

    I look at you and think with a smile

    Are you for a moment or for a while

    © Muhammad Ali 8/11/2012

    1 AnswerPoetry9 years ago
  • How is my poem?Good criticism will be appreciated.?

    Ecstasy

    I often in a state of ecstasy;

    think;

    that I am the one;

    One in seven Billion;

    The chosen;

    the ultimate hero;

    That I am different;

    Different from all;

    In a state when it seems:

    that darkness is gone;

    The sun has come;

    and I see every thing;

    And everyone;

    The knowledge seems;

    To flood my mind;

    And it seems;

    That all the truth has come;

    Into my sight;

    All that is lovely;

    So truly lovely;

    All that is beautiful;

    So truly beautiful;

    All that is divine;

    All that is full of light;

    Has come Into my sight;

    And I know;

    The ultimate answer to the question;

    Where true happiness is?

    Such happiness;

    That makes you forget;

    Every guilt;

    Every sadness;

    Which takes you to a place;

    Where there are flowers;

    That ever bloom;

    Where there is such light;

    That no darkness;

    And no evil;

    could ever destroy;

    But I think so for moment;

    Only a moment;

    And then;

    I come to realities of life;

    Where I stand;

    What I have;

    What I have not;

    my heart drowns in guilt and sadness;

    But my hope becomes stronger;

    Because I know;

    That there is a place;

    Where there is a never ending light;

    3 AnswersPoetry9 years ago
  • I wrote this poem about love.Please comment.?

    LOVE

    Its in the hearts, Its in the souls;

    How it starts, No one knows;

    Not for a woman, Not for a man;

    Love is for any one, Who you like;

    Someone, Who sweetly strikes;

    The door of your heart, And becomes;

    Your body's part;

    It can be any one, Who you like;

    It may be someone, Who you hate;

    But really...., You like;

    Love is for every one, Who treads under the sky;

    Like love of God, For creatures he made;

    Love of mother, For the child;

    For whom she prayed;

    Love of man, For God;

    Who everything creates;

    But in some loves, You like ones;

    Who have done, Nothing for you;

    You have done, Nothing for them;

    Aha!

    What can I say about love?

    But love is love;

    It ends never, It is forever;

    It never dies, It lives in the skies;

    In the heavens, Above and high;

    What can I say about love to you?

    But love is true;

    Its for me, Its for you

    2 AnswersPoetry9 years ago
  • Please help me giving title to this poem.Comments will be appreciated?

    women!

    what place you have in our hearts,

    how love for you in us starts,

    you know not.

    how strange you make one man's heart,

    when smilingly you meet and pass,

    you know not.

    how dream we day and night of you,

    and wish our all fantasies come true,

    you know not.

    how hurt we feel when you 'sigh'

    "we love you not" and say good bye,

    you know not.

    in loneliness how a man's heart fry,

    for love and beauty, how he cry,

    you know not.

    what makes you laugh, what makes you cry,

    what makes you sad, and say goodbye,

    we know not.

    how mysteries are woven in your hearts,

    to make us cry and make us laugh,

    we know not.

    in all God's beauty, from doves to trees

    its only you that all we seek,

    why?

    we know not.

    5 AnswersPoetry10 years ago
  • How is my poem?"WOMEN"?

    women!

    what place you have in our hearts,

    how love for you in us starts,

    you know not.

    how strange you make one man's heart,

    when smilingly you meet and pass,

    you know not.

    how dream we day and night of you,

    and wish our all fantasies come true,

    you know not.

    how hurt we feel when you 'sigh'

    "we love you not" and say good bye,

    you know not.

    in lonliness how a man's heart fry,

    for love and beauty, how he cry,

    you know not.

    what makes you laugh, what makes you cry,

    what makes you sad, and say goodbye,

    we know not.

    how mystries are woven in your hearts,

    to make us cry and make us laugh,

    we know not.

    in all God's beauty, from doves to trees

    its only you that all we seek,

    why?

    we know not.

    1 AnswerPoetry10 years ago
  • is my poem good enough or it need revision.?

    I LAUGHED!

    I laughed at the stars, I laughed at the sky;

    I laughed at the moon and the cliffs so high;

    I laughed at the clouds, at the wind, at the rain;

    I laughed at the river and its long campaign;

    And the sun then rose and faded the night;

    I laughed at the sun so huge, so bright;

    And the birds, then flew, in the sky, from nests;

    And the sun, through its course, went east to the west;

    I saw many events, many things, many scenes;

    Many people…………….

    Strangers and friends…………..

    And I laughed;

    I amused myself with all which I saw and I laughed;

    And the night then came and darkness swept;

    I felt tired and went to my bed;

    I tried to sleep but found no peace;

    ……………..

    I walked in my room , lonely and forlorn;

    Thinking of the day that had long gone;

    ………………………………And I wept!

    5 AnswersPoetry10 years ago