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The Ghoul Ghost

The ghoul ghost
That hold the host
And also hurt in hut
Flash in flat.

The ghoul ghost
work in wrong part
And damage the right.
Behold!
The ghoul ghost is in part
And also in the west
Of your sight
work as a magnet.

poem by Ejalonibu Abraham
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Baby I Can’t Forget You

Baby I can’t forget your face
Baby I can’t forget your grace.
Baby I can’t forget your smiles
I can’t forget your sexy styles.

Baby I can’t forget your eyes
I can’t forget our fruitless tries.
Baby it’s just cause and effect
We are like iron and magnet.

poem by Asif Andalib
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Why Does She become a magnet to me

Why does she look at me by turning back?
Why does she suffuse my mind with sweet dreams?

Why does she become magnet and make me iron?
Why does she make me fall in love without loving me?

Why does she sleep soundly stealing my sleep?
Why does she steal my heart without giving her one?

poem by Asif Andalib
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The Quest

High, hollowed in green
above the rocks of reason
lies the crater lake
whose ice the dreamer breaks
to find a summer season.

'He will plunge like a plummet down
far into hungry tides'
they cry, but as the sea
climbs to a lunar magnet
so the dreamer pursues
the lake where love resides.

poem by Denise Levertov
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The Churchs' Magnet

I'm fighting the magnet
I can't go inside
Someone, please tell me, why?

I'm being pulled back
By an opposite force
Fighting constantly within my self

How can I work there?
Not reaching my goal
The doors are open
I can't get through

I know how to pray
To serve my higher power
Though I seem to lose it
When I look at the people
Going there
Magnets that do not attract

poem by Matt Mondschein
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Akin

I hear the tantalizing sound
Of sibilant sea waves shaping
Sandy shorelines, beckoning my
Soul’s return whence it came
With every endless subsidence.
Like a giant magnet it draws
Me toward its salty expanse
As if in a soporific
Sleep; a somnambulating stroll
Into undulated wetness
Arouses me from my stupor
As it washes over my feet.
I look down at its shallow depth
and smile at my progenitor.

poem by Albert Ahearn
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Let Me Be The Wind

i am the wind
the gentle caresses
the magnet that helps
pull the sexuality from within you
so that you shine in your aura
this grey morn
your free wheeling hair
that dance in my hands
helps release the brightest of stars
your engaging smile
and ingratiating cotton
the warmth of your heart
runs its way into mine
this grey morn
the cool breeze
gathers spring onto your face
you soar into sky
- an alluring male
at his handsomest

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Mounting The Zero

In the middle of a sentence
I become silent,
dig a grave
and bury all the smiles.

But you cannot say I have
not understood the wrinkles on
your face and ignored the
lighthouse which went for a sale.

The ocean will not spill the
secret of a sunken ship.
The volition was there, the captain
was there, but magnet was lost.

Toothache persists. Solar storms
were rising. A sunspot in black
center refuses to blast the mass
ejected by bowing.

poem by Satish Verma
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A Lost Soul

This is still stupendous, not hardly stupid,
And so we connote for special verse to complete.
Those in stasis realise why your indignation surmounts,
Statements are being retold as perms, of stupidity.
Your celebration is a permanent magnet,
The acid needs a reactant to cast a flurry.
It is your peril, the flurry is, the flurry
Was endangering you as far as the eye has to behold.
He who ponders over the soul he has fathomed
Becomes a lost soul.

poem by Naveed Akram
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Ingenious Devices

one of our greatest tragedies
things are loved more than human souls
in lust allure material minds

we are sold the lie that the latest
hand phone, i-pod, tablet, gadget,
is life critical must have magnet

mere fleet fading fashion trends
hoola hoop, pet rocks, BlackBerry smartphones
in sold fashion mists yuppy roams

fashions are of more value than floods famines
more important than feeding starving millions
more important than icons deva loosing status

poem by Terence George Craddock
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