Saturday,Nov 21 2009, 04:59:48 PMTHE MOON.........KING OF THE NIGHT

The moon!!! king of the sky
Supreme and guardian of the night
Shining and throwing his bright light
Aerrounded by the twinkling stars
A beautiful sight!
Sometimes it plays "Hide and Seek"
and disappears, behind a passing cloud
Which floats by , with the gentle breeze
Oh my bright sphere when full........
You look so regal and proud,
A friend of lovers
Who love to sit together
Beaneath your flourescent light
On a secluded bench in the park
There, under your influence
They hold each other tight
And you , in a playfull mood
Winks at them from up high
While in a passionate embrace
are full of yearning sighs
It is such a marvellous thing
That every one can see you
wherever they might be in various places
Regal and so imposing when full
But still lovely even when in other phases
And when the sun takes over
You will still be theire
Giving comfort to many others
Lightning the sky elsewhere

©............JESSIE.........21 /11 /09

this poem I dedicate to a colleque of mine in Poetry, Sheri, who always give me a feed back on my work.
THANK YOU SHERI

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Sunday,Nov 15 2009, 01:50:45 AMCLOUDS.........WATER IS LIFE

I give the fresh dewdrops to the dying flowers
From the sea and the waterfalls
and to the leaves around me which dream..........
in midday,I give a light shadow from behind the walls
WATER!!!!!!! God said to the water
""Go.......Walk "" and the water went
from rock to rock whispering
down the hills, along its discent
To every grass sprout, sending
that water drop... a sip so fresh
which gave so much health
Like blood running in the veins
full of rich and healing wealth.
And finally it became a waterfall
down the long deep valley......
Splashing down the rocks foaming
As if bursting into a song
and dreaming to be free and roaming
Turning into a flowing river
Becoming a placid lake
which breaths only the wind
has only the sky as a giver
Water we are sprouting from rocks
turning into rivers by the flowing waterfalls
And we have life from the water around
Because water is life.


copyright...............JESSIE.........15 / 11 / 09

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Thursday,Nov 12 2009, 05:04:33 AMLET THEM LIVE

Beautiful animals
with splendid mantles
and very sweet eyes
So sweet! simply fantastic
playing and romping on the ice
So loving but defenceless
Unique and wonderfully cute
Giving no reason, for anyone to shoot.
They are maternal, and caring
Much more than some humans are
Companions, sensible and some
At your home , your life sharing
Others happy and joyful, roaming about
Tender though undomesticated
Yet cruelty, prevails by humans
Who kill these creatures God has created
A cruel death for some
Skinned alive to get their furs
Electrocuted, lethaly injected or worse.
They have a fur which they need
and they have a life too
So choose them as friends , not for fashion
To live free just give them a concession
They were born to live free
They were born to be happy
Do not use their fur
Their life depends on you and me
Let them live!!!


copyright.............JESSIE........11 /11 /09

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Sunday,Nov 8 2009, 04:12:40 AMSWEET NOVEMBER

The waters of the great river of life
Flow very skowly
Carrying memories
thoughts cares and experiences
It does not stop its course
Water like time has its days
and its own seasons.......
And when the thoughts
go back to those teenage years
without wanting, nostalgic thoughts
step in for a time...
which happily we call ""hope""
Until we meet reality
At times so far from the realization of
our very own wishes or dreams.
So you experiment the setting
of an idea, a project
which leaves room for
a new season of your own life.
The point of meeting......
A leaf grown yellow which falls down
As it is Autamn....and the end of something
Which leaves room , for the new dreams
crowding in your thoutghs the faces of people
Who are not near us anymore
like Autamn fallen leaves
in their extreme existence.
The chill of abondenment
of feeling so lost... and that coldness
Of definite detachment very sadly is seen
In those who has gone through it
Only time can bring back
Peace and serenity
with its incessant knowledge
Of life and renewal
Lovely leaves , persons who has passed by
and gifted us with their uniqueness
But they have not passed by in vain
Because they have left something of their own experiences
Which can prepare a place for the future
The river still keeps on running
Very slowly, carrying remembrances
And the hug, of a sweet quiet sadness
Those leavea remain living in us
God bless you in this month of November
Which makes you feel
In peace and serenly hugged
By past and future


JESSIE............05 /11 /09

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Monday,Nov 2 2009, 10:00:41 PMODE TO LIFE

One who becomes a slave
of habitual deeds, repeating
Every day, the same things
Dies slowly

He who does not change routine
he who does not risk and does not
change the colour of his clothes
He who does not speak or try
To learn about anything

He dies very slowlty
He who avoids passion
Who prefers black on white
Who looks for the dots on the " i "'s
Rather than feeling an amount of
emotions.......and fight

Emotions exactly like those
Which make your eyes shine
Those that make you smile
Those emotions that make
Your heart beat for a while
When you are wrong or
when your sentiments are in a havoc.

He dies slowly
He who does not change
He who is unhappy in his work
He who does not risk
certainty for uncertainty
To follow a dream
He who does not allow
Just for one time at least
To run away from crazy advices

He who does not travel
Who does not read
He who does not listen to music
He who is not satisfied with his own self
Is surely to die slowly.

He slowly dies
The one who destroys himself
By not letting anyone help
He who spends all day grumbling
And moaning about , his misfortunes
and does nothing to change

He slowly dies
The one who abondon a project
without even starting it
He who asks no questions
about arguments he does not know
He who never answers to
questions he does know

Let us avoid slow death
Remember always that
Being alive requires
A great achievement
greater than the simple
Fact of breathing

only great patirnce
makes us reach
A SPLENDED HAPPINESS

JESSIE........02 /11 /09

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