Poet Princealexander Poems

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1.
The Yellow Star Of Jewish Ghetto

The Yellow Star of Jewish Ghetto
Deep into my skin is set to
Six million weeping yellow stars
Are in my heart as painful scars
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2.
When Childhood Comes Back Again

When childhood comes back again

Through the window of your fast life train
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3.
My Jewish People, Israel - I Am Your Proud Son!

My Jewish People, Israel - I am your proud son!
I'm made of tortured flesh of yours and of your ancient blood.
Since Torah given was to us under the Sinai's sun
Your enemies tried burying us into historic mud.
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4.
Melting Snow

Melts away last year's snow,
Which came down on New Year's eve
But you love me strongly, I know
And I'll love you as long as I live
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5.
My Epitaph

In lack of glory, lack of fame
He tamed himself to be humble and lame.
He tried to be a man of word,
To live by peace and not by sword.
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6.
On Love And Poetry

Previously published by me (as all other my English poetry) on other sites under the name princeAlexander / princealexander.
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The love in poetry or poetry in love,
Which one is my forte I don^t really know...
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7.
Besame Mucho, Juanita, The Mexican Girl

Previously published by me (as all other my English poetry) on other sites under the name princeAlexander / princealexander.
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I'm in love with Juanita
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8.
The Mystic Secret Of The Night

Previously published by me (as all other my English poetry) on other sites under the name princeAlexander / princealexander.
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The mystic secret of the night
Embraces us and holds us tight
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9.
The Ballad About Lucia Manco Of Lucca

In the heart of the Tuscany under Italy's sun
Lies the town of Lucca, which is known to some
As Giacomo Puccini's birthplace, and the truth to be told,
He's Italian composer, one of the best in the world.
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10.
Those Loveless Years

Many people lived whole life, where loneliness was rife, with no love being met - life's not fair.
And they don't know yet and they even don't fret, they don't care.
But when love gets sparked inside - they look back in hindsight - with regret and despair,
Into those loveless years chain, with no happiness or pain, felt as lost so much in vain, - to compare...
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