F E E L - Ben Caesar

I been away I been around
I been kissing the sky, I been hitting the ground
None of us know what tomorrow may hold
I guess we just hope it doesn't let us go

Soon enough - Maura Eidabugi Thoma

I hear the desperate voice of my homeland,
As the waves comfort the sand.

For Jasmine - Ernest Pépin

I will place this poem on your grave
Like a sun demanding justice
Time has not fallen silent
It has not forgotten how you left

Justice - Hussein Al-Jassmi

Oppression in the world is the enemy of justice
And goodness always asks evil what for
Man with his actions or with his money
What good is money if everyone is wronged

Fiery Ocean Sky - Hariz Fadhilah

Wild crimson flames lit,
The indigo ocean skies,
Scorching, titillating turquoise waves,
Emanating clouds of ashy gray

My island lies o'er the ocean - Amata Kabua

My island lies o'er the ocean;
Like a wreath of flowers upon the sea;

Us White Policemen - Iron Bender

Here comes the story of a beloved Nation
powerful, Civillzed, and democratic,
Blacks and Whites in the same Army
Whites and Blacks in the same Navy;
Both of them in the same Police.

My Poem To Naa - Nii-Ayi Solomon

I am writing this poem to the woman I love,
This poem tells the story of my heart,
It’s the true reflection of my fondness for an African queen,
Naa, your beauty overwhelms me.

How I love her way - Tangatailoa

How I love her way,
Love her way that is hers alone,
Little green pigeon still unlearned;
The pigeon we’re seeking is a maiden.

Where has she gone? - Naupata

Where has she gone?
 

She has gone to Avaiki,
She disappeared at the edge of the horizon
Where the sun drops through.
We weep for you.

On Easter Sunday - Taras Shevchenko

On Easter Sunday among the straw
Out in the sun the children played
With Easter eggs in colors braw

A woman is a woman - Milena Ercolani

A woman is a woman ...
Each time she speaks to you
And says nothing of the ghosts
You would have wanted
To stitch across her lips
And on her shoulders

Gentleman of the Night - Claudia Torres

Shy caresses
all over my skin,
scent of cinnamon,
of guava.

Aurora - Caetano da Costa Alegre

You're horrified by me, I know. Aurora,
You are the day, I am the thick night,
Where I end, your being does alight.
You don't love!... this soul of mine worships you, flora.

Bonaire National Anthem - Hubert Obdulio Booi

Land of sun and gentle breeze,
Proud fatherland risen from the sea
Humble people, always happy,
Whose spirit is admired by all

A Dark Alley - Zahir al-Ghafri

No one in the dark alley but you 

The mouth’s flower in the dark 

You’re the woman of the last breaths 

And empty archways. 

Female 2000 - Souad Al-Mubarak Al-Sabah

Like all the women of the earth
I could have courted the mirror.

Willow Sunday - Anonymous

It’s not me hitting you,
It’s the willow hitting you,

Watching Raindrops - Celestine Kulagoe

On a rainy day when the clouds are thick,
charged with lightning, I love
to sit by the roots of the banyan tree,

Empty Confesions of Time - Nkosilathi Sibanda

Of lived fantasies at dark spots,
to the hard to remember night outs,
coupled with joys and fears.

On a blind girl - Baha al-Din Zuhayr

They called my love a poor blind maid;
I love her more for that, I said;
I love her, for she cannot see 

These grey hairs which disfigure me 

Our Homeland - Michel Lentz

Where the Alzette slowly flows,
The Sauer plays wild pranks,
Where fragrant vineyards amply grow
On the Mosella's banks;
There lies the land for which we would
Dare everything down here,
"Our own, our native land which ranks
Deeply in our hearts."

Scattered or alone - Bruce Levitan

The blue
of a clear sky
is just
I L L U S I O N
Rayleigh scattering

Do not obey - Edouard J. Maunick

When you are ordered
to shoot
at the terrified
horrified crowd.

Raighnbow - Sharah Parks

Biutafel cullers

Alll twingcling in the scki

Here I stand - Simon Ng'uni

A man. Borne riddle in places.
This curvature of space. All that needs to fill,
Only a stroke. Working to undo errant stitches
More than a needle thread. A loom with which to.

That World of Rapture - Kim Su-yeong

Even at the sound of the song
Of the flying creatures that pass over the roof where l live
I try not to be enraptured.