Quotes about asia, page 28
A Love Affair that began in Childhood
On that November noon, as we drove in
To my home town, at the foot of Shivalik hills.
I realised, why it is so close to my heart,
This is where my parents gave me a start.
So many fond memories come rushing in.
It seems yesterday I was a kid creating din.
My nephew who had got posted to my town,
Urged me, Aunt why don’t you come down.
Saying, he had waited to see the city,
And through my eyes, built memories
I recall he was tall, lanky and all of ten,
When he came for my wedding celebrations.
Now he is a renowned heart surgeon,
Kind, compassionate and a genial person.
I rang him when a family wedding took me there,
Well son, let me show you around now that I am here.
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poem by Mamta Agarwal
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Apollo Is Alive and Well and Living in Suburbia...
Last night, a great lute-player
as full of enthusiasm for the power of music
and its history of the human heart
as far as history recedes, as I remember him
forty years ago before his fame had spread,
handed his lute around the dinner-table
as if we were at some christening party
for the eternal birth of eternal music
in the eternal present moment…
the lute shining like a promise
of things greater and unknown..
yet… not unknown to the eager heart...
made of several woods, matured
for around eight years; like pearwood,
the driest wood known; all nature
had conspired (as poets put it) ,
the trees had conferred together
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poem by Michael Shepherd
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Australia's Peril
We must suffer, husband and father, we must suffer, daughter and son,
For the wrong we have taken part in and the wrong that we have seen done.
Let the bride of frivolous fashion, and of ease, be ashamed and dumb,
For I tell you the nations shall rule us who have let their children come!
How shall Australia escape it – we in the South and alone
Who have taken the sword for no right of England and none of our own?
(Can we bring back the husbands and fathers, can we bring the lovers and sons?
From the Dead to the homes we have ruined with the fire of our murdering guns?)
Who shall aid and protect us when the blood-streaked dawn we meet?
Will England, the hated of nations, whose existence depends on her fleet?
Who, because of the deer-parks and game-runs where her wheat-fields and pastures should be,
Must bring food for her herded thousands and shepherd it over the sea?
The beak of the British Octopus, or the Bosses within our reach
Who spend the hot days on the Mountains or summer at Manly Beach!
The thousands of paltry swindlers who are fathoms beneath our scorn –
Or the army of brave sons grown from the children who should have been born!
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poem by Henry Lawson
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People Should Fight
People should fight daily and die
You are insensible person and never ask me why?
I shall not stand by you and support
I, along with greed and jealousy, will never allow ship to reach the port
I sincerely wish that people should never unite
They should have no cordial relation and good ties
Why should they come together and fight against us
With great efforts now hunger, poverty has put in us the trust
Now we will see that loot and plunder takes place daily
People should die and provide us entertainment really
We were waiting for such occasion to come
Now we are happy that it has finally come
We have now reached almost all parts of the globe
We have grip over major countries including Europe
Asia we have kept burning with constant drive
They will fight among themselves and not bother to survive
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poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The G o o d b y e
So I go
…..smile all of friend and foe.
.….the time has come to depart
…..be off a must that do us part.
…..do not shed tears do not mourn
…..wasn’t here- came to be torn.
So I go
…..smile all of friend and foe
…..life come, learn, burn, test, go by
…..death values life, gladly say goodbye!
…..love is the cause, life the effect
…..love to love, not to love in fact!
So I go
…..smile all of friend and foe
…..practice love to get the Love
…..things move see down to above.
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poem by Sarwar Chowdhury
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Malayan Race
past a centuries live, thousands and millions of
different races, from the mountainous ranges to the
splendid nature landscape that curtain the virgin forest
as the wild animals of the jungle lives with high sea, facing
the magnificent horizon of majestic beauty of creation, comes
the birth of the continent of Asia, the endless treasure of man's
dream of living in the most luxury paradise of blessing and a land
with full of earthly blessing
Pacific blue ocean washes its marvelous wave to the
wandering seashore of promises amongst Conqueror and
Conquistadores of the west, the alluring beauty envy the hungry
visionaries of interest, offering the night of thieves, the treasure
that can't be taken, where bloods bath the crystal water of the bladed
swords, guns and canon from the window of the smelled balls of canon
of boats and garrison, portly to defend the angry and thirsty barbarian of
unwanted visitor and demonic race of the past
millions come stand the waving hands of fear, foot
with different shield to defend the mighty power with
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poem by Antonio Liao
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O! Caroline O! George
O! Caroline, O! Caroline
What are you doing on the streets of Leicester square?
Sitting and soliciting on the road for loose change
Wearing tattered clothes and flying smelly careless hair
Why is the elegant lady I once knew acting very strange?
O! George, O! George
Maybe it is because you left me
Forgetting to pay me
An annual maintenance fee
Maybe it is because you left me
Without leaving behind your Ferrari key
Maybe it is because you left me
Bare all alone, after sex behind the Iroko tree
Can't you see, you were my only golden key to be free
Until you did a three hundred and sixty degree!
O! Caroline, O! Caroline
I have no one right now to make me
My early morning cup of warm tea!
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poem by Sylvia Chidi
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US NATO Afghanistan Invasion Leaked Before 9/11
Oil Date June 26,2001 (Afghani Invasion Leaks)
magazine indiareacts.com states India and Iran
are in the game will facilitate US Russian plans
for 'limited military action' against target Taliban
the fighting will be fought by US Russian troops
aided by once Soviet Tajikistan and Uzbekistan...
Oil Date July 4-14,2001
Osama bin Laden receives chronic kidney disease
treatments at the American hospital in Dubai meets
with top CIA official presumably Chief of Station
meeting is held in bin Laden's private suite mystery
CIA man returns to CIA headquarters on July 15th...
French daily Le Figaro dropped this bombshell on
October 31st,2001 stating fugitive Osama bin Laden
wanted for bombings of two U.S. embassies an attack
on the U.S.S. Cole with a cool 25 million bounty on
his head eligible for execution according to a 2000...
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poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Christian Tourists
No aimless wanderers, by the fiend Unrest
Goaded from shore to shore;
No schoolmen, turning, in their classic quest,
The leaves of empire o'er.
Simple of faith, and bearing in their hearts
The love of man and God,
Isles of old song, the Moslem's ancient marts,
And Scythia's steppes, they trod.
Where the long shadows of the fir and pine
In the night sun are cast,
And the deep heart of many a Norland mine
Quakes at each riving blast;
Where, in barbaric grandeur, Moskwa stands,
A baptized Scythian queen,
With Europe's arts and Asia's jewelled hands,
The North and East between!
Where still, through vales of Grecian fable, stray
The classic forms of yore,
And beauty smiles, new risen from the spray,
And Dian weeps once more;
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poem by John Greenleaf Whittier
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April, March! Soldiers Search for HUNGER MARCH - A2 Story
Lot of hunger and empty bowl without food is poverty,
Not having one more dress to take bath is poverty,
Sheltered, willing but failing to accommodate a guest is also poverty,
Mother's sick but cannot afford treatment is also poverty,
If treated, prescribed but cannot buy medicine is poverty;
A mother's thought,2 mouthful of rice with 3 children is poverty.
April, March! Soldiers search for Hunger march at poverty's home.
The fort of confidence is dismantled by poverty and frustration;
They can build castles in air though lack inspiration,
They simply look for food threw in dustbin in month of May!
They die while living, live in dying daily with their life of dismay;
Poverty is not crime but it is a curse and worse...
I'm brand ambassador of poverty and I endorse!
April, March! Soldiers search for Hunger march at poverty's home.
Don't show poverty as excuse...
God gave you brain and make use and bemuse,
No matter if you are born in poverty's slum-dom
While some are handicap blind, dumb, deaf and a cough;
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poem by Harindhar Reddy
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