Ii Poems - Poems about Ii

They all witnessed the horror with their eyes While this poet was horrified from what I saw on TV Families stuck between the flood water, holding each other close Gets thrown off from the height like a rock falling from waterfall   How can that fool sleep at night after watching this? Just a little message from him into local newspaper And...

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------------------------------- I'm so in love...

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Crow calls me. Not with voice… With posture, shadow A black curl moving, against turquoise sky. I follow. ...

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Dragon tongue Ill be your dragon I see your smile Through your alien face I didn't mean to abandon you In time when the army needs us most Without the mass graves How can we take this land Just leave em for dead But don't kill them That beautiful spot On the hill with the flowers in bloom Now could be someone's tomb Forfeit the blue...

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To be black Is to live life freely Despite being trapped in a cage without a key Ignoring the hate from society As their bodies radiate envy Trying to destroy our joy through spreading negativity And taking our lives violently To be black Is to smile in the face of adversity To be black Is to find beauty in the...

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Behold the time is no longer near; It is now. I have shouted, I have whispered, And still, you do not hear. Let the one with ears listen For when I and My grace depart, There will be no more delay, And salvation shall be bought with blood. Return to Me, O Israel My chosen, My delight. Who is Israel? Not those born of...

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Oh Liza, dear Liza. My plane’s going down. I’m somewhere over the Pacific, but there's nobody around. Nobody to watch as this hunk of metal falls No one to weep as these blaring alarms stall. Dear Liza, my Liza. Now I’m going down. It’s not valiant or brave like you hear of in town. There was no gunfire, I’m just...

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Buried in the depths of my soul is the unrealized hope of a full explanation Covered over by shovels full of doubt and thoughts regressed Brilliance which lost its edge from lack of use lies in a state of degradation Can hope with its own will stir once again the creative mind Bringing forth seeds of thoughts that demand...

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These are English translations of Urdu poems by Jaun Elia with themes of solitude, loneliness, alienation, love, life, death and loss. When you come, you will find me lost, for in my solitude there are dreams, nothing else. You desire to decorate my room, but in my room there are books, nothing else. These tyrannical books have done me a...

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We stood at the edge of the back yard, next to the garage— where I’d pretended to be an astronaut in a cardboard spaceship— on a chill November night, watching Sputnik II arc across the sky. I didn’t know why he was rarely home— or why it wasn’t always like this when he was: quiet, steady, present. All I knew was the stars were out, and he was beside me— and Laika was...

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They will not honor your fragrant breath They’ll use it as ode, or veil, or death. Not love, but lack—will wear your name, Your petals will ache beneath borrowed fame.” Lotus's voice now split Nefarys in bloom and bone A bloomquake of breath from root to stone. It hummed through husks and whisperseed dark, Not all bent—but some curved toward the crack.” They...

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lay aside their arms .. for ~ just one silent night ----- Light up the Lanterne Sponsor: Nette Onclaud 19/05/25 ----- The Christmas Armistice of 1914: World War I on the Western Front had settled into stalemate. On Christmas Eve, soldiers from both sides spontaneously began singing carols - mainly...

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When I was younger, I thought that in retirement I would take pictures of or paint beautiful clouds situated so vividly above us. Clouds more often appear as wonderous displays in the canopy. Clouds sometime seems so ominous and threatening. Clouds often hover above us like a band of darkness and at other times, they are white and crystal...

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When I was 16 my face suddenly froze, As I passed out in my friend's arms, I was laying there, face turned rose. I awakened, memoryless, then recall harms. When I was 23 I was very far, But I wasn't alone as I kept on twitching, She saved me while my spirit was afar; Soon I flew back to my body, waking. When...

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