Betel Poems - Poems about Betel

...Who so has whatso any, O deem thou more than plenty, Fair ‘tis enough fame to fetch, No one has all of world bounty. Does Pineapple plant flowers fetch? Can Forest Flame fruit-bearing be? Bet......

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...Fugitive Truth -Asad Chowdhury Reciter - Shimul Mustapha Fugitive truth, where did they all go? In bottled milk, rice bowls! Nowhere to know! In the restaurants, hotels, salons In a library a......

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...In the invited place she got precious gift as new guest After derived back to home it made her unhappy fest The temple deity was floating on her sight without mist To forget she exorcised with bet......

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...They proposed stabilization Friction from the augers Rotation Caused one to ponder Would such affect Those ah yonder Then in perfect diction He said it as a predict If thee surface of this S......

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...Emerald green that shines on gleaming green jewel bug Algae green of the serene pond And there swim the shoveler ducks Harlequin green from areca leaves pinnate Softly grins when s......

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...There are butterflies in my garden; can you believe it? Two or three of its kind; big and small. All very cute and very colorful Delightful to watch; a sight to behold When morni......

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...There were liberal field, golden paddy, mild touch of south breeze And there were you, your beautiful smiles with opening mind There were jackfruit, plum, mango, palm, and betel-nut trees on the ......

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...the third floor of a six-storied building, silent room of three family members, father, mother and a son the son corporate job holder in this populous city, punctuality, sincerity, responsibil......

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...How happy can one be? Ofentimes, I wonder aloud, Taking advantage of my creative licence. Let me explain - The filth I encounter in this city: Stinking garbage hills along the sidewalks, Bloody......

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...rain comes rain rain wets my pain, wets my dust of gain, cleans my walking lane, find I inside a path of sane rain comes on empty green fields cows, calves, goats run away dancing rain ......

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...He rolls up and down on life’s surface as a droplet on the *colocasia leaf. He never walks with his life hand in hand. While heaping up yellow metal and rupee on the side-walk, green ......

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...Pan: Betel. Or quintessentially creole, made anew, pan-American music Aloo: also Native American, the staff of life, versatile with curry Naan: often translated roti, chapati, dhaalpuri, but not ro......

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...Embellished saris glide with hot winds as the clatter of bright anklets varnish female heels rippling on New Delhi's trails: pungent waft of curry permeates through a local mart —betel, c......

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...Plowing the pages of textbooks, Sali’s teenage sauntered away like a bull. Her breath smelling chewing gum still lingers in the solitude of his soul, but he’s forbidden to call up. His fr......

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...How calm, how cool aah! In the queue of betel jackfruit, mango garden Happiness run with family Paddy area and the mustard field. Baisagu arrived in our village Beautiful dance of joy, welcome ......

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