In the realm where hearts convene,
Disability, the chosen theme,
The Academy's purpose gleams,
In facing challenges, it deems.
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The butterfly
goes back and forth
between my lungs,
where there's a blast of winter
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The Cultured Way To Win in World Life!
Living life without ambition is going on a directionless journey;
It is like going in a labyrinthine wood not knowing any way out;
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Most extraordinary..! ! !
Quite extraordinary indeed
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The switch
Long brown rubbery stick
That burn in me many a lesson
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In my ears
I can hear the sound
Of my heartbeat
Constant, Sad, and lonely
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My grandmother was all dressed up nice
In her Sunday going to church clothes
'The man is coming, the man is coming'
she said and made me take a bath,
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Why do you keep working there
For such a low rate of pay
Don't you know you could go
Anywhere and get paid better too?
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In the heart of the town, Eid's spirit awakes,
With festivity and peace that the dawn overtakes.
The streets burst to life, a colorful spree,
Sara steps out, in joy, in glee.
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УКРАЇНА
(щоденник подорожнього, рік 2024)
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With its shiny red segmented body
It tends to move here and there
But with a sure purpose and set flair
Agile, fierce deliberate and gaudy Some strange, yet intrinsic drive
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Descending upon any Metro city,
A dull orange haze engulfs.
Showing cascading shanty towns,
Clogged arteries of slices of populace.
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ನಾನೆಷ್ಟು ಮೇಲೇರಿದರೂ
ನಿನ್ನ ಕಾಣೆನು ಚಿನ್ನ,
ಕೆಳಗಿಳಿಯುವುದೊಂದೆ
ನನಗಿರುವ ದಾರಿ;
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ನಾನೆಷ್ಟು ಮೇಲೇರಿದರೂ
ನಿನ್ನ ಕಾಣೆನು ಚಿನ್ನ,
ಕೆಳಗಿಳಿಯುವುದೊಂದೆ
ನನಗಿರುವ ದಾರಿ;
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Please make it a point
To set our future on right track
Make it Your priority
Don't delay a moment longer.
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Forcing love, an endeavor austere,
Struggling against the tide, sincere.
The heart's rebellion, a silent roar,
In the hollow echoes, longing's core.
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Hey, Eid, The Neighnourhood Eid Songs, Rôfe
Hey, Eid, the neighborhood Eid songs, Rôfe,
That our mothers and sisters would sing...
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In This Vast World...
In this vast world...
...where conscious hearts beat,
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Amidst my world of queries amassed,
'Who gave me sisters? ' a tale unsurpassed.
Through trials and triumphs, they stayed steadfast,
A bond unbroken, destined to last.
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In shadows of doubt, let courage ignite,
With dreams set ablaze, ascend to new height,
Unshackle your spirit, unleash your desire,
Forge through the storms, never tire.
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Let me sleep, I'm tired now
Tired of life's endeavours -
Had enough of pushing space
And making new ‘forevers.'
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I listened to my whisp'ring heart
To what it had to say -
It tapped into my consciousness
And there it deemed to stay.
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Dreams and Miracle Start and End Life Work!
Time Spirit starts working on each and everyone when end is
Near by to complete life work so as to breathe a sigh of relief;
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This fresh spring light punctuates blue.
Three white doves form circles in air.
Love's healing powers are renewed
Amidst magical moments rare. O let it be said, that all will Be well, if we just let things be!
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This one is about hunting pigs with the farmer's dogs and my old Holden utility vehicle called Pork Buster!
Written by my cousin Donaldo Pedani (pen name)
They sunk the cruiser Sheffield,
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Today I'm thankful for the magic inherent in kindness…
We should never take an act of kindness for granted…NEVER!
because the simplest act of kindness
can lead to feelings that echo into forever.
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A young boy ran up to me in the bookstore and asked,
"Where's the magic wand? "
I stared at his smiling face…not knowing how to respond.
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As in pure light I basked
An angel came to me
and of him I asked
Why so much pain do I see?
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Death cannot kill great Poets.
They are with us forever
through their timeless poems.
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This current genocide screams out from screens
In blood- red technicolour. Yet, it seems
That some cannot see it, or perhaps do
Not want to. The elephant in the room
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'Lightning- fast broadband':
R.Branson's latest wet dream.
Delusions still sell.
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I know you know knowledge
That you have pass through ages
Over coming many experiences and stories
You that impact knowledge to studies
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Everyone new we are friends
Nobody possibly believes our casual friend
Because they see love in our eyes
As we thrill the road with laughs
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What is Life Work?
Dreams of desire, interest, love and passion become ambition;
Naturally ambition is one's life work though one does some
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And as she called it love
and put him on his very own pedestal
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At my absolute worst,
He picketh me still,
He knew me when yet unformed in my mom's womb
Wrote he the days of my life in his book, -
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The Summer
The Summer so hot and sweaty makes me too thirsty and fussy!
The trees gave me shade so cool, fruits so sweet and flowers so colourful and pretty.
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Poetry Is Beyond All.
Poetics literature hub:
literary texts are beyond the study of psychological-philosophical -philogogical studies.
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Some prefer shadows to
the bright lights in fevered eyes.
I am one of them.
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What is love,
What is love,
What is love?
Oh, won't someone tell me,
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O I am drawn to the light in your eyes!
After decades dwelling in darkness, I
Have finally found something precious to
Reach out for. You are the splendour of Truth.
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Border work in the sunny hour
Sometimes moves to the bear bar
Don't pull me onto your thigh
Let me rest an hour, my dear!
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I'm tired of this bargain basement technology.
Is there anything out there of high quality?
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The dark heart of guilt
cannot be redeemed by Light.
Jesus Christ would not
forgive its iniquities.
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I still can feel
In tired bones
And self,
The Oceans' thrill
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You are all used up.
I've moved on to better things.
I hope you don't mind.
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I have been encaged all my life for mans pleasure and fun,
my precious life had sadly ended before it even begun.
In human terms I have been enslaved so man could hear my song.
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When I hear the words, Jor Bangla,
It strikes the chords of the heart
As for the entwined, conjoined structures
Just like the twines,
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Victory.
strong -minde
Iron-willed
time-focused
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The Mallabhum kingdom of Bishnupur
Taking us to a vast territory
Ruled over by the Malla kings
Taking to their heyday of splendour,
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Miracle of One World Paradise by International Culture Will Happen!
Just like breathing air, drinking water and eating food for living
Life, writing Poetry is for enjoying bliss by the Spirit within all;
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Mahavira,
The desire to see Mahavira,
Vardhamana Mahavira in sadhna,
The black stonestatue flashing upon
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A clay-model headpiece of Buddha
Beaming with joy and peace,
Yellow headpiece of Buddha,
Howcalm andserene is it to see
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Bishnupur, a historical town
Of the Malla kings,
Forts and rampartss,
Temples and older structures
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All I wish is for a normal son
So I can show off the medals he's won
All I wish is for a grandson
So I can show off all I've done
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What is the best-kept secret you've never told?
Is it something good or something bad?
Honestly, you can tell me and lay all your cards down.
I won't knock you off your pedestal, your crown.
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You are sharp like
Akhmatova. But she sits in the
corner of a dark home and is weeping.
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My wife doesn't know where I am right now.
She thinks I'm a cow
A pig
Disgusting that's all I am a disappointment.
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peach sun has come back
long hours of rain and thunder
hummingbird plunder
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I've been over a rainbow with you.
I've been to the moon in a refined shadow.
Longing to follow you out of a crater
And walk where the sun can't penetrate.
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I love you,
Oh, the sound of the sea,
The sun on my skin,
Oh, I love you, my sweet Serendipity.
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Snowed Window
Alternative Poetry
alternative reality
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Someone there must be
Who holds our life in their hands
Because we cannot hold ourselves
Or keep ourselves from stumbling
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Looking upon intelligence
too long can just depress,
an honest mind figures out quick
it's not amongst the best.
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deathlessness
timelessnrss
and
truthfulness
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Their sexuality
Was never part of me…
Their such great damn passion
Of words from heart and soul…
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In realms where shadows dance with light,
Where wrong and right engage in fight,
There lies the core of human quest,
Where morality finds its zest.
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In the realm of youthful laughter's spree,
Where innocence dances wild and free,
There dwells a charm, a special hue,
Brought forth by nephews, pure and true.
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In the gentle sway of evening's grace,
There stands a figure, strong and true,
A beacon of strength in every place,
A guiding light, a love that grew.
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In shadows deep, where whispers roam,
Lies a child cast away, unknown.
Rejected, shunned, by hearts unkind,
In solitude, their spirit confined.
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In the silence of the night, she stands alone,
A solitary figure in a world unknown.
Her shadow dances with the moon's soft glow,
A lonely woman with secrets to bestow.
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Would life be better
If I didn't know you?
Would I be less hurt
If I hadn't said Hi?
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In the cradle of her gentle arms,
Resides a love that forever charms.
A beacon of light in darkest night,
She's the strength in every fight.
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In realms where right and wrong collide,
There dwells a concept, often denied.
Not tethered to virtue or sin's sway,
Amoral walks its own path today.
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The heart decides
It decides who to love
It decides who to hate
Who to stop loving
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Beauty of the sea
Shimmering under the sun
With colors shifting
Deep blue to emerald green
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The journey never ceases
flowers blossom in the spring
the waves look to reach ashore
while the clouds go after the moon
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At first your look a monster I thought not green and rotten but white and taught.
Why did you look this way your vacant eyes took mine and then did stay.
A soulless stare did you possess I thought this my final sight I would witness.
I gaze down your lengthened arms up to this face I have no fear has I leave this place.
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Time for a guiltless escape
These troubling walls would agree
Made one too many mistakes
Lock the door and grab the key
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Charismatic Poet To Rule the World by Love!
Everyone in power wants to be the top leader to control and rule
Whole world uniting like minded leaders of countries under one;
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Kalachand Temple,
How the namnd designed,
The impact of the word,
The temple made from laterite stone,
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Beneath the moon's soft, wandering gaze,
The vagabond roams through nights and days.
No map to guide, no chains to bind,
Just whispers of wind and dreams to find.
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Madan Mohan temple of Bishnupur,
I see it from far
And think of the heyday
Of the Mallas,
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and at last
star peeps our land
to search a grass root
where from
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Sounds of the morning
The soft breeze all around me
Memories of you
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A huckster from Huxby displayed
His circus of fleas to any who paid.
A bug on a trapeze
Can soar with such ease
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I can live on dreams
As long as i know that I
Will get to see you
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I won't be like those dead people,
The one I was before.
Shuffling, shambling, rotting in place,
Consumed by the need for more.
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Don't write a poem
with obscure words
that I have to look up
before I can understand.
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