CONGRATULATIONS TO OUR BEST TEN! #FIRSTMONTHLY CONTEST


Congratulations to our honourable poets who advance to the THIRD stage, congratulations to our best 10!

Here are the winning poems.
Poems will be published here...


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3. www.teensgotpoetry.blogspot.com


1. Edith Elvira Colqui Rojas
Peru-Lima

"PEACE IN THE MIDNIGHT"
Silence in the whole forest at midnight,
coldness of the oxidized branches,
metaphysical air of melancholy;
Frenzied voices that pierce the conscience.
The violins of peace attack in the forest,
with their green eyes invite reflection and inner silence.
Do you hear the sound of her joyful crying?
Look at their green robes invite you to rest
of this suffocating modern world and its hungry jaws.
The cicadas will be your rattles,
the winds your sober lovers,
the silver moon your cradle
and the song of the nocturnal birds, your faithful company.
Look at the starry sky in this silent midnight,
tell him what you feel with a thousand diaphragm voices,
tell him your sorrows of love
and rests in the solitude of the sleeping birds.
Author: Edith Elvira Colqui Rojas-Perú-Derechos Reservados.


2. Omar Nassar 
Kisumu, Kenya

........ PEACE AT MIDNIGHT.........
""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""
When the Owls go to sleep with
open eyes
And silent peace spreads wings
across the skies
When darknees conceals all our
secrets
And a fresh dawn begins to eme-
rge without regrets,
New hope matures, as dreams
flourish through dawn
When mating doves begin to
bill and coo
And song birds ruffle their wings
excitedly
To welcome a new sunshine and
humans yawn.......
Life sprouts from a midnight wo-
umb conceived
From warm midnight breezes as
all things renew
To celebrate life with fresh mor-
ning dew
With fresh air according new care
to fresh life.....
All from the midnight brew when
a day ends
And a new one is born silently wi-
thout much ado
Midnight being the womb that'll
never fail to birth
As nature ordained the beginning
of our Earth.....
It is at the cusp of midnight that
peace was born
When evils were torn and the best
wind was blown
Fresh hope was always renewed
on this Earth we own
In the image of our God The Lord
every Midnight!
Omar Nassar (c)
Copyright Reserved 2019.
19.06.2019.

3. Bagawath Bhandari
Samdrup Jongkhar, Bhutan

PEACE AT NIGHT...
My phone rang at midnight,
And I rouse with fright,
But to my pleasant surprise,
I saw a message with clearer sight.
The message read ‘Hey! My dear love,’
I saw you on the wing akin to divine dove,
Flapping with ecstasy and amity,
In the domicile of our almighty.
The message read ‘I saw you sprinkling peace,’
In the midst of you warm hugs and caress,
You were the legendary hero in my dream,
Fighting for ailing beings in scream.
The message read ‘You need to tussle for world’s peace,’
And she has blown me a spacious kiss,
That penetrated my hammering heart,
And with aspiration I mounted on my cart.
I demolished evils and secluded right,
With my tedious and tardy fight,
When world was dead to the world at midnight,
I conquered peace and radiated world with light.
©® Bagawath Bhandari
WIP ADMINISTRATOR
BHUTAN

4. Shiv Raj Pradhan
Siliguri, India

Peace At Midnight.
# Shiv Raj Pradhan #
All alone and the braided sway of moonlight
Deluge of quiteness in whole scenario site
Beetles creaking in text of rhythmic blithe
Cool breeze blows and hums in gentle drive.
Far from crowd rung and the noisy milieu
The luscious greenery shrouds ring or venue
Where sway of fairness sighs yet in true
Course of cozy craze jots pat of rosy hue.
The starlit moonlit night and the vast sky
All pervasive calmness chats in serene dye
So reigns charm in mental lap in ample tie.
Peace feat is focussed in whole, at here
In delightful spark or ethereal count of flare
In such,panoramic vista serves peace share
And sign bond of lively canto, of peace fare.
Peace at midnight is an experience really
In broader vision, speaks of peace supremacy
In whole universal life or fate, immuteably
In unbroken chain of breathings, succinctly.

5. Charles David
Calabar, Nigeria

Title: PEACE AT NIGHT
Many hearts had deviltry called upon us,
Discrimination, prejudice and violence,
Ushering our souls with painstaking wuss
While the struggle for survival hold lances
Sponsored from administering authorities
Down to their sub stake holders of Rights
For their insatiable greedy-gut atrocities
Making a world of fatalities and benight
These menace affects both the unborn
The budding youths and little children
Should we hide from life and expect no good?
Nor unit in our adversities and quest tranquil?
Peace sums life and godliness customs
Through what is laid at heart authenticity
It should go through societies and homes,
Heads, families and everywhere we city
Let come these light of peace from our hearts
Put indeed by extending, expressing and teaching
In respecter of race, color, religion or politics
Together the nights will be driven for our leeching.
© Charles David
19/06/2019


6. Ashok Chakravarthy Tholana
Hyderabad, India.

WITH TRUE DELIGHT
The world is a mere decoration of delusions
Yet, we vie for them without future visions;
Fleeting pleasures are sheer wombs of grief
Realize, they play havoc in our day-to-day lives.
Selfish world supports the notion of supremacy
Conflicts and wars control the law of diplomacy,
Every continent is torn between death and ruin
Midnight peace has become scarce for humans.
Every heart longs to live with a lasting peace
Every heart aspires to live in a serene place;
But for a living, we indulge in aimless actions
And get perturbed with materialistic-life pains.
Desperate thoughts, into the past rollback
Unaware, we ruffle the childhood-days book,
The crescent moon, the twinkling stars appear,
We traverse peace space on the moon’s glitter.
A positive approach with a wisdom-laced vision
Usher's new dawn with peace and realization;
Be it the dawn, mid-day, dusk fall or mid-night
Eternal peace fills every heart with true delight.
copyright@ Ashok Chakravarthy Tholana

7. Harowolo Abdul Rokeeb
Ibadan, Nigeria

"Wailing soul"
On the moon of peace there I bellow,
Patiently with bayonets of tribulations,
Immersing the world in seas of peace,
Nevertheless the aspersions cast on me,
By other territories of the globe,
I crane out of my shells,
And bleed my paper with blue blood,
For amity to hibernate in eternity.
Never did I care of the vinegar on my tongue,
But the peace of darkness to creep in for long,
Like a virgin lamb on deflowered island.
It behooves us to lie on the sand of peace,
And for earth to be clad apparels of placid,
Mire to be our ancient,
Mirth to be our everyday consort
Thence, reins of tranquility hold us high,
Scabbard of harmony covers universe,
Wings of reunion glide the world round.
Glistening treasure in the hole,
Effervescently we forage you out, peace.
@Rock.

8. Abduljabbar Bn Mukhtar
Ogun State, Nigeria

PEACE AT MIDNIGHT
Breezes flowed gently
Without any disturbance
Perambulating everywhere
Was a pure sweet fragrance.
The ray of the glowing moon
Flooded pleasures on my face
While a mellifluous flowing breeze
Gave me the tightest embrace.
As the cool dropping dewdrops
Drenched me with tranquility
So the scintillating starlight
Rayed my soul with serenity.
My heart drowned in solace
And joy gave it a cleared sight
Then my tongue began to taste
The fruit of peace at midnight.
©Blossom pen
Abduljabbar bn Mukhtar
The striving poet.


9. Krishnasankar Acharjee
Kolkata

# MIDNIGHT PEACE #
KRISHNASANKAR ACHARJEE
19/6/2019.
The leaping moons light laminates in night
My heart wanders from the islands to islands
Falsifying dream discovers the peace of light
Upwards inspection allotments in jolly stands
Peace of Midnight covers on with early lilies
The dim lit churches glitter in solemn stars
Ghostly pines move into breezes, not believes
Lucy's cot calmly sweet dreams bound no bars.
Cloudless climes secretly scatters in aerial hue.
Scarcely nocturnal vision never be striven
Heeled hopes behold in early mornings dew.
Comrades mighty harmonies over the heaven.
Oh ! Peace of light comes like the buds of may
To Express and enjoy fully in a summer's day.

10.Namgay Wangchuk
Paro, Bhutan

# MidnightPeace
Peace Of Silence In The Dark!
-this is my worldly lawn.
Painted with a bewitching hue,
On which do I wander in no cue.
Through the stretching sky of window,
In my companionship has gifted my shadow.
In the sky has shone a circular moon,
Not in disguise, but my streets are in boon,
Dogs wave their tails on my encounter.
This is nothing but a happiness on shower!
In my eyes, people walk around with a bag full of money,
But find none in the eyes desiring even a penny.
My street is safe and tranquil,
And my people remain throughout, a codicil.
Often, did I hear in else street, a reigning dispute,
Overnight, in no dream are people lined to execute.
Sleepless nights with no dreams, no hopes,
But a fear of living death in pain that none copes.
When a man dies, a loving father dies, a son of a loving mother dies, a husband to a loving wife dies. If the man lives, everything remains blessed with intricate hies.
To savour our world is what needed everyone on board,
And to paint “PEACEFUL WORLD” on it needs pen of our teamwork that we could afford. # Making #a #peaceful # world #through #poetry
©Namgay Wangchuk
A Bhutanese Writing Toddler

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