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Compliment by jan grosvenor hadlow on November 9, 2009 at 9:58pm

<>My its time, so say hello,
just incase I bellow,
xmas is nearly here, shall
we all wish ourselves some cheer!!

Compliment by Dr. Ram Mehta on October 2, 2009 at 6:00pm

Hi, I am Dr. Ram Mehta. I am a poet and a journalist. I am looking for to interact with you soon.

Compliment by Mary Anne Lonergan on July 9, 2009 at 1:17pm

Thank you Charles,
I hail from Ontario, Canada....

Compliment by Charles Brian Van Heyden on July 9, 2009 at 10:23am

Well Welcome Mary Anne,
(check this out...)
From what area dost thou hail?

Compliment by Mary Anne Lonergan on July 8, 2009 at 4:13pm

An artist site like this comes along once in a blue moon, I feel honored to be invited to join. Thank you

Compliment by Charles Brian Van Heyden on May 25, 2009 at 9:56pm

I've just signed on to AFABW, and it looks like I have found a HOME. I'll be putting up some poetry in a few days, and looking at what is already here, and commenting as I like to do, especially when I find work that moves me. Chaz

Compliment by Geneva M. E. Neale (Audain) on May 6, 2009 at 12:05pm

POET Geneva M. E. Neale (Audain) Order DVD movie http://www,thepassionandthepoetry.com

Compliment by SAVLEEN KAUR on May 3, 2009 at 11:44pm

new.docDown the recession

MY LIFE HAS BECOME HELL,
WITH NO PLACE TO BELL.

NOBODY KNOW ME AND I KNOW NOBODY,
WITH NOTHING GOODY TO SHARE WITH ANYBODY.

ALTHOUGH I AM NOT BEEN ENTWINED WITH ANY ROPE,
STILL MY LIFE HAS NO HOPE.

I AM NOBODY AND NOTHING IS ME,
JUST LIKE NO WATER IN A SEA.

I DON'T HAVE ANY PANACEA FOR MY LIFE,
WITH THE FEELING OF GETTING MYSELF KILLED WITH A KNIFE.

Compliment by SAVLEEN KAUR on May 3, 2009 at 11:39pm

HI all!!!! I am a new member of poets group...I wud be pleased to know abt my group members ... and also their compositions...dre favorites...

Compliment by ramya on April 18, 2009 at 3:14am

A host of bizzare dreams,
haunting me with a scary theme,
by another cluster of thoughts are accompanied;
not a night when my heart has been freed.

From the face you can see nothing,
but through the eyes routing to the heart you can see everything,
yelling out my grief aloud;
just another careless whisper in the crowd.

Not a thing can be done with perfection,
one means of intervention,
to check my tenacity another creation;
just to add to my premonitions!!!

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