Best English Speaking Poems

We are the Indians noted for our humanness and calm nature
With no harshness in our Principles and ideals.
We are open minded, emotional and good natured
Our emotions speaks louder than words
We are Rich in culture, traditions, festivals, gold, diamonds and food 
Our culture are deeply rooted...

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Nomen global style, Nomen style 

1.  I’m in this school because I’m learning real English.
    I’m walking down the hallway and I’m speaking only English.
    Here comes my homey, and he‘s telling me some stuff in English.
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Born American, sixth generation of great-grands all German,
not much liking sausage or sauerkraut, English speaking all the way,

except the Germany of my ancestry was fought over and broken
so I’m a bit of France, Germany, Poland, Hungary all the Holy

Roman empire, dissolved down, fought over, egotized,...

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If I Tell You, 2011
Vickie M. Ortiz Vazquez

If I tell you, Puerto Rican I am
What comes to mind?
Morena of “el barrio” or Blonde woman of “el barrio”
Better yet, pale skin-blonde from up north
That one, the straight English-speaking wanna-be
“Con su pelo lacio”

If I tell you, Puerto...

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Nach Bhfuil Mo Locht 
or for you English speaking people
"No Mea Culpa"


The Titanic was fine when it left Belfast
Not a blemish on Her hull, or on her deck
The crew must have done something awful
"Cause now She's a tangled twisted wreak 
In mint condition, She was...

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A year has passed. The dark clouds still loom.
 From the sea voyage, harsh winter, disease, and doom.
 The Mayflower set sail 102 Pilgrims aboard,
 55 have went on to be with the Lord.

 God has heard the Saints and their cry,
 Not wanting them...

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Him fountain of eternal joy from 
Where life is renewed, 
Ageing and life to be drained out, exit 
From the world is nigh, 
When suddenly comes a call from him 
Above, who regulates 
The flow of life through cycles of many 
Births and deaths, to...

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To say today has been a strange day would be an understatement. It started off this morning when I went into the den where our eldest cat, Paint, was meowing up a storm. I petted her head a few times and no joke she keeled...

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He exited the train carrying a luxurious
                               
       ...

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It had been very hard for me
to speak with West
through translators, 
usually Russians ones
anchored by intelligent services, 
KGB or related them 
with such or others way.
Sometimes we have met Kyrgyzes mediators, 
but they are also spoiled 
by soviet or post-soviet propaganda, 
hated our own cultures...

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If political scientists study power relationships,
could economists study interior and exterior communications
for cooperative/competitive nurturing for/against
empowerment/disempowerment
integral win/win health association
through disintegrating
pathologica win/losel 
dissociation trends?

Both political and economic researchers,
one and all together,
of sound neurologically wealthy
monotheistic AnthroMind
and ecologically healthy 
polytheistic EarthBody
regenerating ribonucleic integrity's
co-invested win/win
eco-politically empowering potential.

Our not-so-hidden cooperative DNA-crown
RNA-rooted...

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Long Ago, Memories Of A Cold Winter Night Conversation
(Narrative/Rhyme)

Hebridean isles, once sang to me in a dream,
She her beautiful hair silky, so very long
There rests magnificent treasure few ever find
A good poet would use it to create a song
Not I said lonely starved mouse in...

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Do, I dare, read more to.day.
Re, I love just what they saaaay!
Mi, oh my, what can it be,
Fa, so far up in their miiinds...
SOL, of light, it is quite right,
La, I sang and read deliiight.
Ti, I sip from words so hip,
Do, I do, enjoy the...

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Huge heaps of fire gaze at me from far,
the flaming maws marking time.
I smell its smoke, holy smoke, rising; 
Its classic smell, leaching through
Its perfumed camouflage.
And piles of wood stacked up like 
disappointments, big and small. 
Little men hover, powerless as moths.

 Hungry cows circle...

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The Street Cleaner 
He is not a lucky man, but he is happy but one day he won on a lottery ticket, 
not a not a big sum of money but enough to by wheelbarrow got permission 
from the local council to keep the town`s...

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