Best Manu Poems

The trill under the
morning star
rings out a gusto
and vivacious song.
Oh! Sweet merle your irrepressible melody
defies all that is logic, the chill piercing morning
still only an...

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Manu strolled to his stainless sink
To wash his hands and have a think.

He reached for soap, a bar was handy,
A square pink cake that looked...

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Rest is a requirement,
for all,
in order to have this,
sleep is a must,
after a day’s of hard work,
wherein sleep is a must,
for all,
to freshen up the...

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As Autumn's Beauty Rests In Dying Of Its Leaves
 
( Vae cuius obturatus est signatum manu sua. ) 
( Cuius spiritus in eis audita populi...

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If you're in need of a helping hand,
better not ask Manu
He don't even help his own mother out,
so you know he ain't gonna help you
Oh,...

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Scholars who took part in the last conference
On logical judgments and system of reference, 
Following the instrumental rationality, consumerism,
Cultural industry under economical anew fetishism,
Rested hanged...

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Hey, hey, I want to dance the *KARAGAM dance
*Hey, Sham, Manu, bring pitchers from archives
Fill the pitchers with water and uncooked rice
As rice symbolizes food...

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The Bible Itself, Explains Itself   (2 Pet. 1: 20)
Explains It Better, Than Anyone Else
Once, It’s Taken Off The Shelf
& Explore Complete Message Left

The...

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Though we all do celebrate birthdays,
the best birthday,
falls on the twenty fifth of December,
as on this day,
our Lord,
Jesus Christ had been born,
the day is considered...

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A number of tasks to handle,
and not even a space left to enjoy,
as the work needs to be completed,
as fast as it can be done,
in...

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main hu wo pani ki lahro ki trah
jo chalti rahe, ruke na kisi ke rokne par
koi roke to ban jau aur buland
sapne ho jaye aur...

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Shadows make my hand to start's an upsurge,
Slowly, stop until it turns to a wildly panorama.
Restrained, flamboyant insignia are dancing.
Rapid, explode the reddish blood flowed.
...

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IF ever I had a country - LXX

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Let me not so much be lost in involvements
as would make me incapable of
recognizing the fragrance of the flower 
beaming in my own yard; as...

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What is this, what is that, who is this? 
There are words that we don't repeat twice
Especially when we omit the little cedilla
Please, my country...

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