Best Arabia Poems

"Poetry is a life-cherishing force. For poems are not words, after all, but fires for the cold, ropes let down to the lost, something as...

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Remember

Israel of three thousand years
expulsed at times
enslaved by the Romans
gassed by Europe
persecuted by Saudi-Arabia
murdered by Iran and Iraq
shackled by Egypt
attacked by Jordan
robbed by Syria
sold out...

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The Bedouins, bequeathed with the sacred beauty of paradise harsh,
trusted guardians of jealous gorges and gifted groves
lead me from the Wadi Musa to the humble...

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Let the final countdown begin
Proxy war in Afghanistan
Saudi Arabia vs. Iran 
India vs Pakistan
Sunni vs Shia
The 38th divide of Korea 
China taking over the sea...

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Warriors of austere adventures,
soldiers for suffering and tribe survival,
children,peasents,women & men,the penny poor & candid criminals,
proud peoples,honest heros,

we marched on all the flesh of earth,
no...

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Before morning sun was dressed for the day, 
the white noise came and shook the darkness,
like swells swinging ships on the French Passage, 
cargo ships...

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THE NEW JERUSALEM

THE FIRST STANZA
Have thou ever seen such a concordance?
A new relation between man and beast
For beyond these hostile hills lies a place where...

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BLOOD TIES
O Brother mine,
aeons, we bathe in fiery pits;
epochs, you quench your thirst,
from my wells of wisdom…
Broken by the mallet of Creation,
away you went.
Then came...

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Applauding an Acrostic Aria
Bopping to a Ballade Ballet and Blank verse Berceuse
Clapping to a Cinquain Cantata and Couplet Chorale
Dancing to a Dizain Duet
Exalting in Etheree...

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absolutely nothing stops the pipeline.

 

it penetrates all ways of life

all borders, all villages & towns---

the pipeline kills everything in its path if it dare...

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In seeming innocence		you lie in the warm ochre
in the center of a dust-kicked street,
a remnant of larger issues	crushed to just the right size
	 by killing...

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Additional free advice to those* who would be King from the THIRUK-KURAL with Commentary
[*like presidents, prime ministers, dictators of declining (falling or fallen) nations or...

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CALL ME THE BLACK GOLD OR THE HANDSOME DEVIL
How did you find me, my undeterred and awesomely daring love?
When I flew away into time years...

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ABOUT   THE   PRESS


The media, the press was established as an institution to fight for humanity and human right as well. To...

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This world seems like dystopia
Come my love my utopia 
Drive away my insomnia
Drive away my inertia
I have left old Arabia
You are my Abyssinia  
You...

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