Bilingual Poems - Poems about Bilingual

...Dawn files gather here Meeting notes and plans unfold Like spring's first petals Through corridors decisions Flow swiftly as mountain streams flow CSR dreams take shape Schools transform da......

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...October seventeenth ninety sixty one ... Born sixty one years ago, the follow poem from your bro transmitted courtesy flagship named Jacques-Yves Cousteau constituting countless ones and zeroe......

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...Sun-Dried Rain David J Walker Following the path of Southwest winds Carving canyons Starving clouds and land alike Making sand of topsoil As pilgrims pray for rain staking a claim......

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..."When the Grim Reaper asked for my spirit, I told him to take my poetic pen. He walked away smiling, leaving me illiterate." In the mystical wilderness of virtual poetry, surrounded by metaphor......

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...True & False Indo Pak True And False Theory 1.Islam came from Saudi Arabia.True or False 2.Ignorance is insult of human intelligence.True or False 3.Bilingual means Hindko Hindi.True or False 4.......

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...A lot of the time It’s not easy, Finding someone that can Finish your sentence before You can finish your thought. Someone that appreciates the things You care about. To breathe life into you ......

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...The following are the links to a hundred of my pieces (entitled A Heartless Crow upon a Winter Barren Bough) which were mostly first published over here on Poetry Soup: English Only: https://li......

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...Like Silent Laughter David J Walker I can still feel the cold water Cool my tanned skin usually drenched in the sweat of a hoe handle and the hot summer sun The above ground steel tank fil......

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...Like Silent Laughter David J Walker I can still feel the cold water Cool my tanned skin in the hot summer sun The above-ground steel tank meant to Quench the thirst of cattle The salt li......

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...A bird, caged in jealous possession, by silent assassins of suppression. Fate took her voice, as she flew to be free, now her songs are whispers of misery. Is she a victim of reality, ......

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...Corona Virus..... oh shut up or shut down? We are all in the same crisis run-a-round. With or without Trump and Brexit it's the same ole' coffin. There's no cure for the gormless boffin. by......

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... In the intimate interlace of free will and fate, in the ultimate interplay of time and place, and with the consummate checkmate of my human dignity, all that is.. is over in the stormy, swarming sp......

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...Sycamores certainly speak French, cypresses - ancient Greek, the Old Testament's olives are bilingual: they speak Hebrew and Aramaic. Birch is a Russian tree though growing in Canada. So small and fr......

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...Who are you most longing to become? How we answer this is different for an ancient rooted tree than for a recent immigrant searching for a niche of stable self-sufficiency. Who we already hav......

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...In blinded morning, a can of sweetened milk on hand. Ran to Papa, telling him its emptiness. Papa said, "Mama is being so busy" while I was thinking "Maybe, Mama has a liter of milk" He sealed m......

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