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On The Fifth Day Of A Hunger Strike

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My brothers,
Forgive me if I'm unable to say
honestly and straightforwardly
all that I would like to say to you
I'm drunk, my head is light, it spins,
not from raki
but from hunger.
My brothers,
I'm European, I'm Asian, I'm American,
In this month of May
I'm not in jail or on a hunger strike,
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Dr Antony Theodore 18 April 2020
I'm not in jail or on a hunger strike, But lying at night in a meadow With your eyes as near to mine as the stars And your hands in mine as a single hand. mother, helpmate, dearest one. tony
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Rajnish Manga 25 August 2018
The poem talks of love, compassion and human bonding which give us strength and purpose in life and thereafter. Thanks, for a poem packed with energy.
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Kumarmani Mahakul 25 August 2018
Love to brother has been so nicely painted. A beautiful poem.
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Metin Sahin 02 January 2012
Wait ý will translate his poems
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Metin Sahin 02 January 2012
Nazým HÝKMET is most popuþlar poet in turkey and Russia and in the world.May he lýe in lights.and GOD bless him
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