Tender Rain

I look into your eyes and I see a gracious light.
The sky’s awake while we make it through the day.
You will protect me with all that you have.
I’ll never shed a tear as long as you’re in my heart.

Oh what a joyous time.

It’s a tender rain!
This song was made just for you.
It’ll wash away the pain.
Even in your darkest days, I will be your light.
These words of mine are just for you.
Singing in the rain, there’s a single drop of hope.
Look to the sky and you’ll see that it’s shining.
I will always be there when you feel scared.
You realize that this world is beautiful.
Please come o tender rain.
– Casey Jarrell

My name is Casey Jarrell. I am 24. I like to write poems and songs. I have been writing ever since 8th grade. I have been trying to get more publicity for my poems for my poems for about four years and when I started using WordPress, I found about the Poetry Bar from Luna. Here is the link of my blog:

If you would like to have your work published in The Poetry Bar send your poem, a few words about yourself and the link to your blog to the e-mail poetrybar1@gmail.com 

I have a question

Hello world!
I have a little question. I always check out at the end of the day my blog traffic, which posts you like a lot, how many clicks did your blogs get through The Poetry Bar and for a while now I am seeing this blog link as a referrer.

The thing is I can’t access it because I’m not “invited”. It’s some type of a private blog. My curiosity is tormenting me so I just had to ask if some of you came to my blog through that link, can you explain what’s it about or make a little screenshot for me.

My curiosity is burning, hurry up!

Sending love and positive vibes,
Luna

Birds of a feather

Not all poems are swans
Nor do all words have the grace of a flamingo
Poems can be chirpy
Easy on the ear like a singing sky lark
Some poems can be vulture like
Swoop down on you like an eagle
The thrush is a poetic bird
Watching a V of birds indeed is poetic
The ordinary duck is not indeed ordinary
Beauty lies in the eye of the beholder
Not everyone gives a hoot
About the difficulties the poets find themselves in
But there is beauty in the hoot of the night owl.

© Chris Black.

Hi, my name is Chris Black also known in some parts as The Poet’s Poet.
To date I have one book of poetry and short stories published titled Same Train, Different Track.

You can find more of my poetry if you are inclined @ https://chrisblack2012.wordpress.com

My spoken word poetry on sound cloud @ https://soundcloud.com/the-poets-poet-1

If you would like to have your work published in The Poetry Bar send your poem, a few words about yourself and the link to your blog to the e-mail poetrybar1@gmail.com 

Happy New Year

My dear and beloved followers and readers,

have a happy New Year. I wish all of the best for you in this year, that you be happy, healthy, surrounded by love and thirsty for new experiences and knowledge. I hope that you will have the persistence every day to work hard for your dreams, that you will be blessed with strength to overcome your daily life obstacles and that you will always keep a positive mind and a positive attitude. Sincerely, I wish you live every day as if it was the New Year’s Eve and make small decisions that will positively impact your life.

I hope you all spent last night in the best way possible. As always you are welcome to write in the comments what you’ve been up to the past night or something you wish for in this year.

Sending love and positive vibes,
Luna

A Brilliant Actor

A brilliant actor I am,
For people believe my outer seeming.
O how smooth and shiny I appear
When first they behold me coming.
A face always gay,
That smile seems to stay,
A favor I always pay.
But never- they,
Feel how I am hollow from inside.
Darkness, shadows and mists
Beneath each other lay.
A lone shadow inside me,
Wants to break free,
That one beyond the tree
From which my downfall barks.
Then the same question that
Lingers in my mind, flashes again:
When will you reveal ?
The whole nature of you, the real
It’s one of your rights
From people you should STEAL,
A sight of pity, a warm hug to heal
The shatters and ashes that form you.
Enough of acting you poor thing!
Hope’s behind the door, ding ding!
My name is Omar and I am from Egypt. I write poems and I have a blog on WordPress called “Poetry Revival”
Link of my Blog :https://poetry19391704.wordpress.com
If you would like to have your work published in The Poetry Bar send your poem, a few words about yourself and the link to your blog to the e-mail poetrybar1@gmail.com 

My untold story

This is my story, my untold story.
Tape and stored deep in the memory bank of my mind.
Take my hand as we go through memory lane.
Play, fast forward, stop rewind resume,

And there high school!
A young boy sits in the corner of the table
Alone with a frowns and his friends Mike and Ayton
Joins, at that moment the frown turns to a smile

The boy put on this happy face for the world, While on the inside is a feeling of death. In crowed of people bored by friends Looking for escape sign, to give an exit

The boy has a loves people
But not the teenage talk
Can’t seem to fit in the puzzle
He remains the last piece of the puzzle
Lost.

He was the tallest in class
Had a head shaped like a football (rugby ball) and his voice sounded like a broken record he was cut down by students

His head beheaded
And voice silenced
The boy went to his fortress of solitude
His thought was filled of tears of sadness
Each tear for each day spent alone.
Wanting to be filled with sunshine
But his reality was rainy everyday all day

One day the boy met a guy named JC
He drank up  the ocean like it was a cap of water Brought the sun to a place that never had a sunset And he said he will never leave

On that day the boy’s life changed
When JC met him in the storm
And brought the light into the dark,
This are my untold story

My name is kindness shikwambana, I was born and raised in South Africa. If i had one word to describe myself it woud be kind, that pretty sums it up. I have love food, my friends can testify on that believe me. One of the things I most love doing is meeting new people even though im pretty shy at times. Getting to hear, learn and building friendships. One of my highest value is family: building friendships that last forever.

The name of my blog is Anotomy of Truth

Link: www.anatomytruth.com

If you would like to have your work published in The Poetry Bar send your poem, a few words about yourself and the link to your blog to the e-mail poetrybar1@gmail.com