Bookmark

Donate

Search Site

   

Videos
All Categories
Poems
Free Poetry Contest
Recent Poems
Visions Journal
Poetry Contests
Enter Poetry Contest
Contest Results
Writing Services
Print on Demand
Poetry Forums
Poems Database
All Forums
Java Hut
Love Poems
Friendship Poems
Teen Poems
Wedding Poems
Funny Poems
Inspirational Poems
Birthday Poems
Sports Poems
Information Portal
Main Index
Writers, Poets, Artists
Finances - Legal
Real Estate
Travel - Entertainment
Health
Education
Sports
Cars, Trucks, Boats,etc.
Other
Poetry Features
Poets in Residence
Link Exchange
Other
Contact Us

Click here to subscribe to our website newsletters

Members 80,000+

VoicesNet

 

 
TOP POETS ALL POEMS POETRY FORUMS AUTHORS MEMBER POEMS BLOGS CONTEST RESPONSES INFO RATINGS
 

Two Poems from our Tributes, Memorials Poetry Collection

 
 
THE FORGOTTEN HAND
   
Author: Anthony Ndawula
   
Poem:
THE FORGOTTEN HAND
   
  The festering wounds
Cooked, baked, pressure of long sleep
On the peripheral you defy the shove
You wash the magenta garments quietly.
Born with unflinching behavior?
To and fro the ‘loos’ like a pendulum
Soon, gagged, time to throw up
Hurrying; hands miss the target
Screams flood the room
Shell shocked, in haste
Administering the prescription in and out,
Apathetic, empty, foolhardy
Narrow sunken eyes rotate in sockets,
Days fly by, the body fading,
Dark thoughts prevalent
The light grey skin heralds the birth of death,
Doctors, sincere liars of fate.
The changing schedule of your imprudence
With resolute optimism in difficult times.
He falls asleep…too off you go
Walking, meeting friends, greeting you from afar
‘been busy lately, our prayers with the patient’
You awake abruptly, grunts piercing the air,
The clock staring, its hands spread,
-five minutes? … Surprise!
Silence reverberates in the room,
Sobs much later, Oh! Relatives at last.
May his soul rest in eternal peace.

   
  More Tributes, Memorials poems
 
 
GANDHI
   
Author: Pooja Kumar
   
Poem: GANDHI
   

Bald and old
with a stick in his hand
he walks so hard
that heads turn back
'khadi' his attire
'ahinsa' his desire
with tolerance his weapon
he is called the rural son
He fought for peace
in a special way
he gave us freedom.
without guns, they say
He is still alive in hearts
where most of India lives ploughing the lands
 
More Tributes, Memorials poems

Thousands of free poems and blogs and other documents

Poems Database Main Index by Category

Sign up to post your poems and other writings for Free. Enter our contests! Play Games!.

Print on Demand Service from VoicesNet.

Try out our Infoportal

 

Copyright belongs to author.  Poems forbidden from being copied and used for commercial purposes without the written consent of the author.


 

 

 

 


 


  home