Best Steppe Poems

Jim-I-Nator,

chase creator,

imitates a song,

recreates a major,

sail's you to saviors,

reinvents the round,

reelects the tasers,

summons it in a bong...

Bites it right out 
just like the Chong.


Waits in a mile-
just for the hump,

butts heads with the viral-
just like the slums,

does a downward spiral like a swivel,

dials 911 to...

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Forbidden, sacred sight!
Potala gleaming white
Reflecting Asian light;  
A shrine of mystic might.

The monks conspire inside
Old Lhasa’s palaced pride,
With mummies spiced and dried,
Reviving priests who’ve died.

Tibetian spirits raise
And cast resentful rays
Through memory’s thick haze;
Avengers from old days.

They float across the air,
Descending when and where
The unbelievers...

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The first version

The clouds kiss me from above, the sun caresses,  
I am a son of the steppe,  
Do not call my chest hollow or empty.  
I cherish life, so radiant and bright,  
And see all people as kin in my...

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A Lonely House in the Steppe

A lonely house in the vast, open land,
With an old woman and a sick child at hand.
They are the heroes of this tale I weave,
To you, dear reader, their story I leave.
The sharp wind blows, driving rain on its flight,
With...

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A Mother’s Prayer
The oil lamp flickered, casting its glow,
The sickly child cried out, heartache in tow.
“Oh my little one, my precious, my dear,”
The old woman trembled, consumed by her fear.
Orphaned, alone, with no parents in sight,
Could I bring him here, make everything right?
Is this a...

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In the Wake of Fear

Some have fainted, collapsing in fright,
While others are weeping, lost in the night.
Tears of joy mixed with panic and dread,
Flow from the heart, where fear once had spread.
In the face of death, life’s value is clear,
When confronted with fate, all humans...

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Through a tear in the wall, the sunlight peeks,
No one comes to ask how the old woman speaks.
How does she endure, so forlorn and alone?
Only God could be her aid, her own.
The horizon stretches, the vast land appears,
Silence reigns, with no bustling to hear.
It gnaws...

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A Twist of Fate

Can a single action change destiny’s flow?
A friend called him up just yesterday, you know.
It had been ages since they last met,
Memories stirred, and their hearts were all set.

After some chatter, sharing their woes,
The longing sided, as friendship still grows.
With a story...

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A Wonder in the House

In this house, there’s a wonder, truly rare,
Something strange that hangs heavy in the air.
In her repeated prayers, a name came to light,
“Qusayin, the Ishan,” gave him a fright.
His sighs were clear, as he heard her call,
In the silence, his senses...

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