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The choice 

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Translation of my Arabic Poem (“The Choice”) 

Who, in the World, chooses his birth? 
Who chooses his family and children? 
Who chooses his fate and country? 
Who chooses the time to go to heaven? 

But it is possible to choose our day 
To sincerely care about family and work 
This will be the first right step to our future 
To achieve our goals while we're alive 

Your name and countr...

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The Bleeding Edge

The razor thin space between 
stimuli and response 
is decision. 

I decided to put a  
romcom relationship
where love never ends
and be, just friends. 

It was a defining decision.

He decided that without 
certain stimuli, there would be 
no response, just an end.

Tempting as it is to give in
to conditioned responses,
I'm riding the razor's edge
into a new frontier...

A pla...

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Choice Made

Choice Made

This is what I don't like about my parents dying

The awful fucking grief that kills me inside

The knowing I won't see them again in this world

I will have to wait till I cross to the other side

How will I find myself for the rest of my life?

Wondering knowing feeling hating these emotions

And thoughts that have never ever been like this before

It almost feels li...

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Solitaire

 

Solitaire

 

I walk alone across a pale beach

at midnight, lit by shaky moonlight

reflected from the black ribs

of disturbed sea-shallows. A sharp breeze

beckons from the dunes; inviting warmth,

with duplicitous intent. My ease is not available

for casual enticement.

 

No, I seek a place of peaceful aloneness

where sloughing sand is my choice,

and possibilit...

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Too Much Time

Too much time spent on not really knowing what's going on,

Here but wanting to be there,

There but worrying if I care,

Flirting on the peripharies of fitting,

Electricity rises up in my brain where frustration reigns,

Dishonest pockets grow and grow with the weight of days,

Until I am left with a lifeless gaze. 

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Generation

The flower head is set to burst wide open.

Dormant in this tired space,

Matured and rooted by the year,

It sways in gentle rhythm with this slowing autumn time.

 

Bulging now with future life, it stands

As testament to nature’s cycle.

Soon its seeds will spread afar,

Exploding silent and unseen, like time and time before.

 

And from the casting of those flyspeck seeds
...

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A Mother

In the weeping womb, 

a vacuum

aborted of intent,

 

an echo

of what had never been,

of treasure never spent.

 

And they’re out there on the pavement

with placards bent on death,

to say we’re killing future’s

before future’s drawn a breath.

 

Life’s worth? 

cannot be measured,

enough to judge another

but any hope there is

must dwell within a mother...

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Chances

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The chances that are made today

Are not the choices for another day

They are opportunities for us to explore

Find the one you cannot ignore

 

The awakening of another day

Brings words we want to say

The faces we want to see

New places we could be

 

I see choices of adventure and mystery

Chances to restart making a new story

Maybe that tomorrow is you and I

Wi...

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Who Am I?

I am noise and thought,
I am not who I ought.
I am freedom,
I am fight,
I am the smallest glimpse of starlight,
In the deepest, darkest, stormy night.
Because of fear,
I am,
In spite of fear,
I thrive,
The death of hate and ignorance,
Is what keeps me alive.
I speak for the minority,
A voice for words feared spoken.
With ink and web,
My words are spread,
And your weak bullets are broken.
...

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Choices

 

Otherwise summed up as: whatever happened to Rimbaud? Or Van Gogh, for that matter?
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When a poet takes up arms
their quill is orphaned quick
though the pen is mightier
the sword some bards will pick
 
however just the cause may be
forsake their weapon true
to lose what makes them free
sad the ...

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PASSENGERS OF LIFE

 

PASSENGERS OF LIFE

 

You’re a passenger of life livin’ out your remainin’ days on borrowed time.

You stick two fingers up to the world, life for you is not an oasis but it’s a charred blackened shell.

You steal from anyone to feed your dirty habit, as you slowly deteriorate in your own little hell.

When they find you dead in your bath, a load of needles by your side, w...

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There is no sense...

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There is no sense to dream about a prince,

There is no need your brain to rinse

When you are after thirty.

Better be a bit more flirty!

 

It’s time to chose

If you don’t want to lose

The time of your best years

Without knowing love affairs.

 

©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)

The 22nd of September, 2011

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THINK poem

THINK
Do you want to renounce violence against other people on a personal scale and on an international level, where countries are bombed and shelled? This isn’t good, people are injured and die. Think what happens if I hit someone and kill him with one punch, this does happen. If a mortar falls and kills a dozen people in a busy market place.
What does it solve? Each person has a relative ...

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