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- Barack Hussain Obama (An Acrostic Panegyric) at sharepoetry
This piece of composition is in the praise of Barack Hussain Obama newly elected president of U.S.A.; the present time calls forth Barack Hussain Obama for greater courage and precision to face the challenges to fetch out humanity from the quagmire of con - O! Poets And Men Of Letters Awake at sharepoetry
The world is in the shadow of nuclear war / Our own neighbor chatters to use the nuclear devices / As if a thing common or a child’s play. / / O! Poets and Men of Letters awake / Only and you can save the earth from the imminent doom. - A Veteran Of The World War II at sharepoetry
In my early days of childhood, I beheld a man, / He was in eighties with thin wobbly, shaky legs, / Slits slots were on his heels, broken were his boots. / / Though they were dingy soiled yet he wore / A ragged shirt and old brown pants of army - Beneath The Ossa Of Dust at sharepoetry
(On the event when five women buried alive) / / What kind of hearts / We contain in the chests! / What kind of thoughts / We bear in the minds! / What kind of blood / Flows through our veins! / For the loins and the wolves, / The rat - In The Company Of Cain at sharepoetry
A sojourn on the far distant strange land, / Took me to a plain of the scorched sand, / Replete with the countless vertical holes, / Each was guarded by a figure with a wand. / / Their round entrances were all black sable, / They were the abo - In The Company Of Cain at sharepoetry
A sojourn on the far distant strange land, / Took me to a plain of scorched sand, / Replete with the countless vertical holes, / Each was guarded by a figure with a wand. / / Their round entrances were all sable black, / They were the abodes - A Recipe For Peace at sharepoetry
Peace is though difficult / Yet not impossible to uphold, / All the kings of the states / Must remain self-concerned, / Without poking noses / Into the affairs of others, / Curbing cupidity / To expand the territories, / Subjugate the - I Was Shot at sharepoetry
It was night, / The whole nation was in freight, / For starvation prevailed over / Each nook and corner. / / I went out with an empty pocket / And a blank bag, / To manage commodities for my own kids, / And walked timidly / Through th - A Family Of Seven at sharepoetry
I have heard “The mirror tells not a lie,’ / I assuming myself the gorgeous one / Abased in front of the looking-glass. / I was one but the reflections were seven / I was baffled either one was in seven or seven were in one, / The images were mi - I Am Ragged In Twain at sharepoetry
I am the discarded being, / Discarded from the doors of heaven, / Thrown into the abyss, upon the Earth. / / Oh! Creatures of the strange world, / Now gaze me not at my nakedness / With dreadful suspicions, / I am the innocent being, who be - The Second Visit at sharepoetry
(After The Expected Nuclear War) / / Oh! Where have gone children, men and women, / The fair featured descendants of Adam and Eve, / I might have come on some disaster-prone planet, / With grim sooty mountains, sterile barren plains, / The tr - An Unpardonable Crime at sharepoetry
Strange is the justification / To launch a war, / Against the innocent / Against the weaponless. / Strange is the confrontation, / A shell or a missile. / Or a Daisy Cutter against a stone. / Pretended war has at the back, / The intentio - The House-Wives at sharepoetry
We all men and women, / Professionals, / Living in the world of business, / Are the marketers: / Purchasers or sellers, / Merchandise our skills, or labour, / Or merchandise the items of body, / Honour, respect and nobility. / Some - An Engrossed Mother at sharepoetry
Pitch dark is the spectrum of night, / In the lawn, at the door, / And on the boundary wall / Tyranny is a sentinel. / When the winds blow swishing, / Worn out windows / Begin to weep and wail and at moment / When a tiny glow-worm begins - The Descending Sun at sharepoetry
Unheeded forsaken beauty, / With a faint pale deep-golden countenance, / Looks behind as if annoyed / On going through the dismal experience / Of the day, looking down beneath / Upon the hilarious, uproarious world, / Where upon the several s - O! Death Stop at sharepoetry
O! Death stop, O! Time tarry, stay; / Enlarge the hours of night and day. / / On the soft beach of poetry I stand, / The waves touch, caress the cold sand. / / Bring they to me the colourful beads, / It is the time to fold the worldly deed - A Trial Of Strength at sharepoetry
Hard, narrow and straight is the route, / Those who are un-backed fall headlong soon, / The devotees face slippery spot at each step, / And go through a trial of strength. / A thing slight may culminate taking up, / Or throw down into the dark b - We Dust The Eyes at sharepoetry
We the men and women of the world, / Remain annoyed / With brothers, sisters and fellow beings; / Spend lives / Dinning the dinners of hatred, / Taking the waters of hypocrisy, / Breathing the air of arrogance. / We trouble, we tease, we to - The Hand Of Benediction at sharepoetry
Sometimes from no evident cause, / Emotions spring up by their own accord, / Heart begins weeping shriekingly, / The eyes shed molten scaring drops, / Drenching deep scalding the cheeks, / And thick dark clouds of depression, / Wrap mind from - On The Nine Eleven at sharepoetry
What deed did you do? What gain did you gain? / O! The sons Cain, the sons of Cain, the sons of Cain. / Why did you cause on the earth perpetual pain? / O! The sons Cain, the sons of Cain, the sons of Cain. / / Why did you push humanity into th - A Cargo of Sins at sharepoetry
A sojourn in the sleep, / Led me to the valley deep, / I passed through forest thick, / And high hills and crests, / Along with a saintly guide whom I never knew. / / I was led to the front of a cave, / With a huge arched entrance, / I - The World Lacks Patience at sharepoetry
My world burns, / Its cities, towns and villages, / Plains, valleys and hills, / And the tops of mountains, / Smoke and smoulder. / / / No one knows whether he will return safe, / When he leaves his abode. / The mosques, the temples an - Transparent Waters at sharepoetry
Begin thoughts scrub the surface, / Remove rust, wash the sable spots / Of eyes, of heart and of dark mind; / But the diabolic coat a layer upon a layer, / Impede lights, make us blind, / Though we claim to be the men of wisdom, / Yet we move - Only One Blessing at sharepoetry
/ I can pay least, / Gratitude to God, / Only for the one blessing, / That He made me, / Neither one of the killers / Of Hussain (A.S), / Nor did He place me amid / Those favour them. / / / - The Shambling Fellow at sharepoetry
I neither smoke nor drink sippingly, / Nor eat sweeping essence of flowering puppies, / Nor ever tasted the potion of hemp green, / Nor I have cancerous tumors in the brain. / / I was thrown from the lofty zones, / Down deep headlong into the - A Dream of Innocence at sharepoetry
Hardly was I old years four, / Went through an experience unforgettable. / It was the month of monsoon winds, / In the clear sunny morn I went out of the village, / And beheld the sun rising in the west, / Beyond the yonder peaks of the hills, - Fleeting Visions at sharepoetry
How sometimes invisible secret eyes, / Capture marvellous fleeting visions, / And see the spectrum of reality, / But the wise regard a product of insanity. / / Often I wonder at the sight strange, / And the heart longs to have once again, - The Speed at sharepoetry
To exaggerate is not the work of man, / I tell you fact, neither more or less / What incredible feelingly I did behold, / When my ethereal self was returning, / From the journey long, during the flight / Rested a while in front of a mansion, - A Folly at sharepoetry
The fortunate make the choices well, / When chance and fate ring the bell, / And bring them to the moments of acceptance, / Their prayers are granted bounteously, / For the world and wealth, power and place. / / Lost I the chance in frivolous - The Suspended Mountain at sharepoetry
He who makes understands the scheme well, / The working riddles and amazing mysteries, / But the observers become stunned, tongue-tied, / On finding all rules of wisdom suspended. / / Wanderlust led me to the ground of wonder, / Where placed - A Giant at sharepoetry
Often my mind baffles, / And the stock of wisdom ends, / When I think with wonder upon / The amazingly perplexing figure. / / I found on the alien ground, / A giant-like being in the size full, / Sitting with graceful posture, / Whose fac - The Fuelling Arms at sharepoetry
Nothing except wonder you behold, / Sitting among the modifiers of fate, / Radiating warmth, light of faith, / Transmitting through thin thread, / Heart to heart with ethereal link. / / They throw you high into the sky, / Like a fettle falc - On The Dew Drops at sharepoetry
The guests of night secretly come, / Riding upon the wings of subtle air, / From the unknown remote world, / To spend a short span of time, / Rest on the tenderly coloured petals, / Soft leafy beds and points of thorns. / Un - An Ode To The Detached Leaves at sharepoetry
Ah! The blows of autumnal wind, / Cold and callous, have encroached at last, / They have made the leaves their victims. / / Look! they fall like drops of rain, / Bearing no strength of their own. / They move with the gushes of wind, - Incarnated Love at sharepoetry
(An Acrostic Adoration In Respect Of Cindy Anna: An Australian Poetess) / / Coyness clad in courtesy, / In yellow-pink washed colour of rainbow, / Neither too dark, nor too dim, incarnated love abased / Deep in the ocean of time, far away from
