Best Caste Poems

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They came on bullock-carts
loaded with gods
   Indra
        Agni
         ...

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O foolish Amerikan klan,
who hath Klux bewitched thee with pale poof?

Kluless to the celestial truth,
Love immutable is infinity grand

Children of the Aryan band,
what doth the dark star say unsooth?

Thy divided house is quaking from the foundation to the roof,
as incantations of hatred are caste by...

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Temple – not an abode of God

Idol – only a piece made by man

To see his reflection in ruse of worship

The Powerful can see power

The Rich can see riches

Poor see poverty

The more one donates, the more he gets

The more one pleads and cries, Grief is...

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The calamity on the leaders of the dynasty was very heavy.
 Drona, Bhishma, Arjuna, all faded, all getting sad,
 A Suyodhana rose, speaking, 'Veer!  Well done!'

 He again challenged Parth (Arjun) for a duel,
 The Guru hinted at Arjun to remain silent.
 Kripacharya said-...

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Demons Had Been Caste Out

 

God, need your great help and to be my guide

While You stay inside me and will always abide

Successfully take me through each poem I write 

Whether it be morning, noon or by bright night.

 

To thank You is what my...

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Other women’s fingernails are styled, painted, decorated, clipped and buffed.
Movie star-type nails.
With little stars, stripes, polka dots, dainty designs for the seasons even.
My nails are not these.
My nails are chipped, not clipped.
I cannot stand the sound of a fingernail file.
You know how chalkboard scratching hurts...

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I don't know when these lines ran off my shouldering lips this morning...
but I guessed they are spirit and being,
home and forest, evil and sorrow. 
I don't know that men are made of
two spirits & souls & bodies until
I saw a boy cast out from...

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Lights dim
the audience 
     is silent
a giddy anticipation
charges
the antique air
the air is warm

there is a hum
then a soft 
buzzzz
louder and louder
one is stung
then another
and another
a swarm 
  of bees 
invades 
the calm
shrieks 
      and chaos
fill...

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The seed of ego and pride continued to generate hatred
Somebody grinded, somebody kept choking here and won
Every human being described himself as the greatest caste
Mankind was everyone's caste, why did every human forget it.
In the face of hollow claims, know how the country is growing
Now...

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 Villanelle : Hide not behind caste nor bought courtly name

[He who fears to affix his name to his face or words has something to hide unless the State is after him/her out of fear...]


Hide not behind caste nor bought courtly name
If no tyrant nor...

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Come quickly, let us tempt the fading mists
we ghostly shadows of a graveyard tryst
ashamed - not of our deed - but of our sin
fulfillment of the dream of now, not then.

And so among the silent headstone hush
we lie beneath the tangled thorny brush
endure the sting...

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Memories Caste Into Past

So sad memories were thrown into the past;
We have forgotten and they no longer last;
Cause was lost;
Forgot the cost,
And into deep depression have been caste. 

Jim Horn...

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Trump Caste First Stone

If Trump were to caste first stone
We would surely moan and groan
When hit and will have to admit
The pain hurts and does not quit.

Trump's stones become a big pile
After he had been vain and vile
As soon as last stone was caste
By all our...

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Did Compel to Caste a Spell
Horn Haiku

never would feel swell
so did have to caste a spell
to work time will tell

Jim Horn

How about that. Just completed
over 7,900 poems shooting for
8,000. Sounds like a good,
round and even number to me....

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Dinner scraps, primal deathtraps.
Life’s meal is the class struggle,
and some of us are left starving.
We are the movement of the masses,
a sleeping colossus running on
corporate time.

Dinner scraps, merciless steel traps.
We are measured only as commodities. 
We give our lives as wage chattel.
We make our homes...

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