Best Origin Poems

Where do I come from? Well we all come 
from somewhere. I was born in a small 
town, here in in good old U S of A. South 
to the border, by the Rio Grand. Mission 
Texas is the town's name.

My real parents came from...

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People are commonly different
Symbol of diversity piece
Pure race doesn’t exists

Color and creed are just an identity
Believe only in human history
God sculptured them from clay

People are equally created
Having many opposites
But respecting others taste

When everyone is treated equal
Nothing appears but peace in hand
Discrimination, disunity and, suffering won’t...

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Origin of Christianity

(If you don't like religious writes don't read on)

It may surprise some that Jesus was born a Jew, his parents Joseph and Mary were Jewish, both from the tribe of Judah, in the lineage of King David.
(Matt 1:6,16)

Jesus (Latinized form of the Greek...

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Did you ever feel out of place
Were you the only one in the room
Not faith, sex, root, or race
Had to do with this gloom

You say something no one heard
With eye’s staring through your face
You dare not utter a single word
Did you ever feel out of...

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Once there was nothing called universe,
From a Big Bang the present universe was born,
The earth was small in size,
The temperature of the earth was in extreme condition;
At first it was thousands degree Fahrenheit,
After the course of time it came into present cool situation.
At first there...

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Back in eighteen-eighteen upon Christmas Eve,
Father Joseph Mohr just baptized a child,
Oberndorf’s Parish Priest then walked on home
within peaceful silence he felt quite inspired,
so he wrote a poem about how he felt;
and organist friend Franz Gruber in town,
put a tune to the words sung to...

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The nagging thoughts of my sleeping heroes haunt a chamber of my hearts
Weary of guilty mind, I decided to appease the heads of our string
Like a prodigal I walked as stormy cloud envelop the tranquil path 
Totem of my clan stood proudly, gazing me their...

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How Beautiful Humanity is,
A Piece Of Wandering Souls
Looking up for Immunity, Upon a Soul
Which had been long lost with it's Origin

The Origin is but, The Struggles of our Ancestors
To make a divine living, Beautifully crafted
Out of Love and Affection

The Staff of Oranmiyan, exploring down
The Heart...

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And under the moonlight , your eyes shone in mirth.


 I could decipher an impish twinkle in your coffee-brown eyes.


 You hauled myself ; put your arms around my waist.


 Forming locks with my miasma dark hair which brandished on my shoulders , you whispered...

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For years, not a few, and long overdue
I came to this realisation
how little I knew, in fact not a clue
of Classical Civilisation.
So out there I flew, on holiday too,
to garner familiarisation,
to study anew, a modest review
of Greece and her rise as a nation.

In a car...

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There's this little fuzzy wuzzy bunny,
Who all year round eats loads of honey.
Now you’d expect his tummy to be runny
This fuzzy wuzzy little bunny

However, the honey has an adverse effect
And when I tell you, you will not like it I expect
The poor sod suffers from...

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" one blood's flowing in veins ... one heart's beating in rhythm - a MOTHERLY LOVE "

thirsty? blood is here to quench my thirst
hungry? starving? body's here to fill my tummy
life is here to sacrifice
breath is here even its very last

tears fell in melodious harmonic...

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Origin of  the  name Swahili 
Or " Kiswahili" , 
One person  said , " Iswa ile" 
Another person said," Iswa iyi " 
Swahili is one of the  Bantu
Languages 
Like isiZulu , Kifuliru,  
Kinyindu, Kikuyu
Xhosa,  Chewa, Kivira , 
Kinyarwanda Lingala ,
Tchiluba, Kimakuwa,
Kibemba, Kimasanza
Isivenda, Luganda, Kiluya
Kirundi, Kishi,...

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There once lived a friar,Thomas of Aquino
in latin,did his poetry flow
In a prayer anapestic
this form was to tick
until Lear gave AABBA ,a go...

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what we call stars are small openings in the cover of our universe

creative energy shines through, drawing us back to our origin  
...

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