Chan Mongol

Chan Mongol Poems

Trust yourself and have faith in you
Bullies can't hurt you, they are few!
Why fear! Be smart and take my note
Nobody ever sees you when you vote!
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He gives no pressure on us
No demand for prayers.
Never makes us nervous
He is the holy, virtuous.
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Her mind was occupied somewhere;
She was just a back stabber, betrayer!

Drama was played to take a free ride;
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FRUITLESS DOCTORS, CHEMISTS, PHYSICISTS
May 19,2019
By: Chan Mongol
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Intuition, confusion and suspicion
They may not bring peace and satisfaction!
Obedience, loyalty and trustworthy notion
Guide a human to upgrade, to promotion! !
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A friend is in my hallucination

She is a soft spoken, a caring figure
Her brought up was in a loving family there!
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A CHILD OR A TEMPLE
Poem by Chan Mongol
Written in 1998
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NATURAL MED
Poem by Chan Mongol
May 5 of 2022
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Let it go! Let it go! Let it go!
Do I regret about it? Hell, no!
Time and tide wait for none.
So,2018 will be gone in its turn! !
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Herewith, I solemnly state and declare!
I will regard my father and mother!
I will respect and honor the elders!
I will do my best to help all others! !
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2003

They are coming in enjoying rights,
They took the sidewalk without fights.
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Good Morning, Good Morning, fellow
Get up! Get up! Birds are singing! Hello!
Getting lighter, brighter and clear
Dark night is leaving, it is almost over!
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GLOBAL WARMING IS AT THE DOOR
Poem by Chan Mongol
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COLD WAR WITH BIO-WEAPON
Poem by Chan Mongol
February 24 of 2020
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A HATER IS A FIGHTER CRITIC
Poem by Chan Mongol
August 11 2021
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16.

LONELY
Poem by Chan Mongol
July 22 of 2021
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COMPETITION WITH GOD
Poem by Chan Mongol
January 3 of 2021
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PALESTINE
Poem by Chan Mongol
May 19 of 2021
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CREATOR IS THE ENERGY
July 31,2018
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Welcome to Canada, vacation place
trees, maples, sweetness. glace!
To see vastness, beautiful highways
spectacular landscapes to amaze!
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Chan Mongol Biography

MY ID
Poet Chan Mongol
May 8 of 2000


Did you ask what my country is?
Did you enjoy to study me and like to tease?
Did you ask me what religion I practice?
Did you plan to separate and categorize?

Do you like to play that game and card?
To push me to disrespect and knock me too hard!
My physique is my land and only identity
My body with head and heart is my only country!

Outer me, my body and outer my existence
Nothing is the matter, all are distance
My CHARACTER, what my only religion is!
My personality my manners are to live in peace!

In your data bank, you stored my soul, my all
My private life, past, present, fate, spring, fall
You chained my feet with metallic bar
You are my owner, sire, the slave master!

My identification was sacred, very personal
To reveal or not to reveal was optional
Alas! Today, I can run but cannot hide
I can't be free From your guards, guide worldwide!

Did you ask me what my country is?
Did you enjoy and like to keep on tease?
Did you ask me what religion I practice?
Did you plan to separate and categorize?

You can call me names, that's alright!
You can think me an inferior or whatever I fit
Do you know what is the main thing?
I am a being as same as you are breathing.

I know you, I know your type
You are the ugliest, a real low life!
You are the meanest and a jealous
You are scared of me and nervous!

To survive, I know how to fight back
Don't think to break my neck
Don't you undermine me everyday
End of the day, you have to pay!

I am not just what you are to see
Those people and tribes are in me
People of White Horse, Yellow knife
Amish, Cherokee, Indian are my type.

Full lips with those two eyes
Same as Orientals, Mongols, Chinese
My comfort is with Irish music band
The nature, culture of that land.

For African farmers I have pity
My soul, sympathy and solidarity
My hair is straight and plain
Many say if I am a native Hawaiian.

I respect all but hazardous are exceptions
I try to find ways for peaceful protections
I hold plow in the country like Cambodia
I grow rice in Philippines, Bengal, East India

Who am I and what is my identification?
Combination of electron neutron and proton!
Like you, I have 37.2 trillion cells in me
Cells came from various sources to make my body.

My ingredients are in you and yours in me
That's why our sensors work almost similarly.
Share one soul but differ in faces, figures actually
For dominating cells we may develop differently!

All mortals are same and live here temporarily
Discriminating and ill practicing are not necessary.
Past elites, dignitaries, rulers were like you and me
Deaths also falsified their macho, injustice, tyranny!

You can call me names, alright
As a dangerous or whatever I fit
Do you know what is the main thing?
That, I am same as you are breathing.

Sweet smell of Harvest, in East-West
Highways, mountains, all are my best
Deltas, plains, deserts, jungles, trees
Snow showers and rains in prairies!

I am not just what you re to see
Those people and nations are in me
People of Yellow knife, White Horse
Amish, Mohawk, Cherokee, Indians!

When someone in that galley to die
Or in a death line or row and cry
I find myself there and it stops my air
Bless all who want to live! I care!

I am a cancer patient with so much pain
I feel that hardship again and again
Saddam and Qaddafi whom people tortured
I am with victims for whom cruel death occurred!

Life form came from the Sun, Soil, Air and Water
Flesh and blood beings are same except face, figure.
Milks, fruits, leaves, plants, fluids meds. foods are
No more flesh eater thus, change food culture!

I never get pleasure on someone's misery
When hunger, disease and death strike a family
I am with victims of tribes, Buddha, Jesus
Mohammad, Ram, First nations and Moses!

No country, countrymen got freedom in recent history
Masters changed one to another to polish slavery!
But falsely voicing for freedom and liberation
Miscreants are giving public the nationalism poison!

They give you free emotion and it is a drug-injection
Stirring, stimulating the narcotic for hypnotic action!
Sentiment and motivation grew for mass destruction
Few win to take control of our blood donation.

Take it easy and go with the rule of nature, the might
You need schools not streets to be right and bright!
It's your choice what to do, what not in their whisper
What can happen after and who will get rich or poor?

You are just the instrument to be used for them
Now, don't leave own family to be tools in their game!
Their stupid calls for nationalism are very cheap
It's a global world now and let nationalism sink deep!

No country, countrymen got freedom in recent history
Masters changed one for another and polished slavery!
But falsely voicing for freedom and liberation
Miscreants been giving public the nationalism poison!

They give you free emotion and it is a drug-injection
Stirring, stimulating the narcotic for hypnotic action!
Sentiment, motivation grown for mass destruction
To win, to take the control of your blood donation?

Take it easy to go with the rule of nature, the might
You need schools not streets to be right and bright!
It's your choice what to do, what not in their whisper
What will happen after, who will get rich or poor?

You are nobody, just instruments to be used for them
Now, don't leave own family to be tools in their game;
Their stupid calls for nationalism are very cheap
It's a global world now and let nationalism sink deep!

Sweet smell of Harvest in East-West
Highways, mountains, all are my best
Deltas, plains, deserts, jungle, trees
Snow showers and rains in prairies!

The Best Poem Of Chan Mongol

Be Yourself

Trust yourself and have faith in you
Bullies can't hurt you, they are few!
Why fear! Be smart and take my note
Nobody ever sees you when you vote!
Don't disclose it and protect privacy
Nakedness is a shame and messy!
Do not discriminate on religion, color
Try keeping your sentiment higher!
Culture, character all are already in you
Born as the human, don't add anything new!
A believer or nonbeliever, doesn't a matter
You are on your own, just a go getter!
Temples and leaders never gave peace
Everyday, be yourself without their thesis!

Chan Mongol Comments

Quaid-Uz-Zaman. 17 August 2021

A novel ID! Appreciated.

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Richard Antwi 27 June 2020

My body with head and heart is my only country!

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Dennis Ryan 30 January 2019

Nationalism and misguided patriotism are curses. You are right. I write similarly, the poem Tanahashi's Blood, for example, on Poem Hunter.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 19 October 2018

On behalf of all fellow poets, PH family and our family we offer a title of honour to poet Chan Mongol as, Loyal Pledge. This title of honour is offered to him due to his literary perseverance. We hope, all poets and visitors will like this.

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Kewayne Wadley 20 June 2018

A very deep and passionate poet. He brings to life the pictures he paints. I am glad to have come across him on the site. Give him a read you won't be disappointed KW

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Chan Mongol Quotes

My name is Chan Mongol; To live and let live is my call. I am trying to be an ideal man; A spokesman, a humanitarian. So is my basic introduction; I survive in worst situation. I been using a pen, not a gun; I am a polite, normal human. I write parody, poem and folklore; About nature, life, creator whom I adore. Did you ask what my country is? Did you enjoy and like to keep on tease? Did you ask me what religion I practice? Did you plan to separate and categorize? ? Do you like to play that game, that card? To push me to disrespect and knock me too hard! My physique is my land and my only identity; My body with pulse and heart, my only country. Outer me, my body and outer my existence; Nothing is the matter, all are distance. My CHARACTER, what my only religion is; My personality, my manners are to live in peace. In data bank, you stored my soul, everything; My private life, past, present, fate, spring. You chained my feet with metallic bar; You enjoy to be are my owner, sire, slave master. My identification was sacred, very persona; To reveal or not to reveal was my optional. But today, I can run but cannot hide; From your guards, guide worldwide. You can call me names, alright; You can tell me to get out of your sight. Do you know what is the main thing? That, I am as same as you are breathing! I know you, I know your type; You are the ugliest, a real low life! You are the meanest and the jealous; So you are scared of me, and nervous. I have to express, I have to to fight back; I know that you have the hard evil neck! Just be careful, what you say? Without my answer, you can't get away! I am not just what you are to see Those people and tribes are in me! People of the North, White Horse, Yellow knife; Amish, Mohawk, Cherokee, Chinese are my type. Full lips with those African-Chinese eyes Orientals, aboriginals in various countries! My comfort is also with Irish music band; The nature, culture of that nicer land. I am a human man like a British, a German; I am like a Chinese, Arab, Turk, like a Roman. I am the history of Persian and Hindustan I have ties with kahn, Mann, kowan, Kha, Khan. I share the blood of my grandmother Whose ancestors had the Sassanian empire. My folks had had alsi red hair and light skin; So! Please! Don't dump me in a dustbin! For African farmers I have pity; My soul, sympathy and solidarity! My hair is black, straight and plain! Many say if I am a native Hawaiian. I respect all but hazardous are exceptions; I try to find ways for peaceful protections. I hold the plow in the country like Cambodia; I grow rice in Philippines, Bengal, East India. I enjoy the sweet smell of Harvest in the East-West; Highways, mountains, low lands all are my best. Deltas, plains, deserts, jungles, trees; Snow showers and rains in prairies. I am not just what you re to see; Those people and nations are in me. People of Yellow knife, White Horse, Alaska; Amish, Mohawk, Cherokee, Indiana. When someone in that galley to die; In a death line or a row and I hear cry! I feel myself as your neighbor; Bless all who want to breathe air. But I am a patient with so much pain; I feel that hardship again and again! Saddam and Qaddafi whom people tortured; I am with those for whom cruel death occurred. I never get pleasure on someone's misery; When hunger, disease and death strike a family! I am with victims of tribes, Buddha, Jesus; Mohammad, Ram, First nations and Moses. I enjoy the sweet smell of Harvest in the East-West; Highways, mountains, low lands all are my best. Deltas, plains, deserts, jungle, trees; Snow showers and rains in prairies. Did you ask what my country is? Did you enjoy and like to keep on tease? Did you ask me what religion I practice? Did you plan to separate and categorize? ?

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