Love Abc Poems

Me a Racist
 

It was overcast this morning with fine rain
but as an offensive racist, I’m
I forced myself to get up at eight and take
a shower.  The...

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From Russia with love

Russia is a strange and great country, not quite in Europe
and not quite Eastern, they react to mayhem but seldom
intimate it; for...

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The Odd Narrative
Steamed up the window, my finger I paint a landscape,
Mountain, forest, and lake; the peak cries into
the lake becomes a vast ocean,
where trees...

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Poem :  my heart 
Oh my heart 
What happened to you 
Where is your lub dub, 
Where is your fuel 
Where is your beating...

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You were sent straight from above,

The good lord knew I needed your love,

Your my blessing,

The one I asked for,

My savings grace,

From a beautiful bright star,

I...

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We as one,

Bleed the same color,

We as one,

Still cut the same,

We as one,

Have children to look after,

We as one,

Should raise them to know of our...

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When love is a failure

The bird of love sits in a gilded cage, sometimes
it gets out and flies in search of mischief.
Anton, a young student...

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The boy, the padre, and the abbess.

The padre hung in the bell fry the boy didn’t know
at the time, the padre was his father; this...

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My Story
Kese bayaa karu ye dard dil ka
                 ...

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To Know Without Knowing

Red moss, crimson as the blood of a slaughtered calf,
 I knew I had seen it before but could not recall
 where...

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the bridge

In the middle of the bridge, we leaned on its railing
 and looked into the slimy, green, and slow
 running stream. Its bank, decorated...

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Jo Dil Me Hai Unhe Dil Me Hi Rehne Diya Jaaye To Zahoor Hai.

"Jo dil mein hain unhein dil mein hi rehne diya jaaye toh
Zahoor...

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The lonely heart

This loneliness is eating me up
we are miserable in different rooms 
words have been spoken over and over again 
what more is there to...

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Stay with me

The Zephyr breathes with the lungs
unsullied by cigarette smoke
Siesta nap
a lazy Sunday on an afternoon
when flowers wilt, the sky is recklessly
nude in transparent...

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A true sentence 

As Hemingway said, start with a true sentence
the roof of the school building, I can see from 
where I sit on a cloudy day...

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