Agra Poems - Poems about Agra

...love expressed surreal heart opens mind queen mumtaz essence eternal captured embodied geometry world wonder shah voiced sacred masterpiece power gr......

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...I WAS ROME - MING THROUGH TIME. WHEN I PASSED THROUGH A DOOR. I WAS PART OF THE CLOUD , OBSERVING A WAR. FREEDOM RIGHTS AND PRIVACY WERE HANGING BY A THREAD. LEGAL PROPAGANDA BEI......

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... Numb to sun's torture, scathed terrain Syphons cynic's air, ribs poised Statuesque breath stoic barren refrain Skeletal inertia, rhythm devoid Famine implore......

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...On this auspicious birth day of Jesus of Nazareth, A genus of my country - claiming - saviors of their faith, Took to the streets, burning the effigy of Santa Claus, Taking pride as though they ha......

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...Her last name was Agra, I saw on the bar My nerves told me, I wouldn’t get very far But then I did spy Her first name was Vi I worried no more as we walked to my car A na......

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... I: Sheep next door to 19 chimneys and 'the dark satanic mills' a flock of sheep is grazing oblivious in the hills. II: Other Animals <>...

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...Facing the monument of eternal love Let all soupers meet at Taj Mahal lawn Situated in city Agra of beautiful country India On the eve of world poetry day Ope......

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...Happy me! Dressed up in new pink sheath dress, embellished with white sparkles. Excited to flaunt it to lasses and lads. Quickly walked out swaying my tress. Inspecting eyes stared at me in a......

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...Holi, a hearty enthusiastic festival in horizon Colours curdling, water washing every moron; Out of us evil ever going and playing on Land of character cherished by coloured lawn. What a scene to......

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...An ivory castle of delightful dreams that holds on the memories of lost love. A token of remembrance, a golden requiem that is built on the wings of a mournin......

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...Logo streets  Tarek Hassan I saw in Kathmandu in Nepal Hand-crafted paintings of the city, aesthetic artistry She did like him forgot Suddenly the door sound memory. I went to the In......

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...Every wave has a picture Sadek Every wave has a picture Endless wave endless picture Bring from the long life The known and unknown The seen and unseen pictures - Bring with the......

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...Do not go back he said and for what. To a childhood time many moons ago in Ireland In a field of cocks of hay and a very hot summer day Being stung by two bees on the palm of my hand as I pressed ag......

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...Can a man – all alone - foist a god upon his fellows Even if it’s only himself And they his subjects G.. is Akbar! Does the muezzin from the minaret of Qoutoub-Minar look up or down to the illitera......

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...Pleasures of Moving on Moon You have always charmed us by your beauty, O Moon, Sometimes fascinating Heer and Ranjha*, and sometimes, Mesmerizing Romeo and Juliet. Sometimes you have spread......

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