Best Brining Poems

Sometimes I can be really insistent: standing on one leg, brining my hands in prayer, dressed only in the four sides of the world, I remained silent and a nutmeg was my only food. Centuries passed, the lake on which I stood went dry and...

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Once upon a time, a dream was a dream.
locked up in my mind, left cold and unseen.
Years have passed many a moon,
night-n-gales whistled many a tune.

...and the stars swing low through the midnight glow
...and the angel sings as she folds her wings
...and all these memories...

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Scent Of Paddy Flower

                                   By Goutam Hazra

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Yesterday's promise was today would be tomorrow
But on dawning discovered tomorrow
Became another today
The time has gone, not recovered
Brining a great deal of sorrow
Is there a point where tomorrow
Will become a yesterday...

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THE FOUR SEASONS

Spring is the season that many love best
Of things to come and thoughts of the worst gone
With many an old favourite plant reappearing now
And a great deal to ponder over and to select, perhaps to buy 
A new freshness in the air for...

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Here comes my father;
“Sheikh Al-Arab.”
My mother made him, also, tea with milk and “gargoosh.”
Now, time to fill “al-azyar” (water clay-containers);
They are under the two huge trees in front of our house.
Their waters are “sabeel,” for everyone passing by;
Might be going to, or coming from, Moslab’s...

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I’m flooded with thoughts; rain couldn’t wash away my tears.

Pain has over ran me, though it doesn’t control me.

It’s not a win or lose situation, I am lost, unguided and left blinded, uncertain of the right path to take.  Leaving me to be the...

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My birthday gift, to me.
In prose 
   This night of November 27th , in our year of the lord, two thousand and one I decided to treat myself to a living birthday present, a living, dancing birthday card, fifteen days late in the...

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The river, the giver of life 
The river, the giver of time as we know it 
Volumes of history on my shelves
Offer dark pictures 
when one delves
into the records of the past 
So I'll watch, the river, the giver 
as it brings 
life to us...

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winter is upon us, and its that time of year
winter gets you down, as darkness closes near. 
bringing in the cold, dark and the blues,
ice on all  the roads, and slippery on your shoes, 

fuel bills up through the roof,
 and money very tight,...

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Leafraker, was deep and insightful
Though through his woe, one can be spiteful
To drag his body from the depths
And succeed beyond that of the flesh
So, too he joins in mans defeat and the dawn of anew
Grasping hold of the light as darkness acts in que

The autumn...

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I have felt everlasting bliss.
With beauty so uniquely rare,
a thousand glances; I do stare. 

Stealing my soul with just one kiss.
She doesn’t understand the spell,
she’s woven and crafted so well.

Her laughter sends my heart amiss.
Brining joy to my fruitless life,
a dancing heart without the strife.

How...

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THE Big Con of a Peace Prize 

And there they are the leaders of EU receiving 
a prize they do not deserve, the only thing they
have rescued are banks and the people are 
paying the price. I´m listening to Barroso, he who
abandoned the premiership of...

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Tell it to me quickly,
now tell it to me fast,
I'm running out of time,
and these moments never last.
I'm not hallucinating,
I'm not turning this page, 
until I find somebody
to justify my rage.

I'm tired of your reasons,
I can't resist the urge,
I long for self-destruction,
my lungs to smoke...

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What did I ever do to you?
   Why are you treating me like this?

    I thought we had a connection, but I guess everything had to go your way.
   Whats your problem? Why are you so stuck in...

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