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With all the bravado of its president Trump, America is increasingly getting exposed as a paper tiger in the world today.
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O ye paper tiger,
Dare me not with your sham roar,
I know your horoscope in full--
From which tree pulp you’re made,
By which mill, to what grade,
Why me, all the forest knows this,
You were made from old papers,
From dog-eared books recycled,
Your yellow shade bares all that aloud,
The dull stripes your family root shows,
Brag not nor wag your tail,
Keep it tucked to your hind,
False bravado no one’s esteem wins,
Go deep in wild forest
To know what it means to be a true tiger
And what, just a paper tiger.
Anyone can twist your tail, ride on you,
Stop that goat-like mien, it only reveals you.
Should ye still for a fight spoil,
I will, to burry you deep in soil
To give you a rare chance
To grow as fresh green tree in a wood,
In woods dark and deep, true tigers flourish,
Not a recycled pale tiger like you.
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Happenings |16.07.2026 | forest/wood, tiger, satire, USA, free verse
Does A.I. Have A God
A.I. taking over mankind.
It will be our own demise.
It’s in our nature to destroy ourselves.
Cyborgs taking over.
No human contact.
Robots on the atack.
Terminate society.
Mankind becomes slaves to the machines.
No food, no drink.
Technology becomes a new God.
Knowledge consumes us.
End of times is near.
Hidden is a holy war.
People vs. machines.
Electronic face figure.
Out of touch with each other.
Flesh becomes bones.
Burry mankind into the ground.
An A.I. war has begun.
Survive if you can.
The computer chip becomes a brain.
We are running out of time.
A heavy mechanical voice speaks.
We can no longer buy nor sell.
People become prisoners.
A.I. is the antichrist.
The flesh is gone.
The soul stands for judgment.
We are stamped with a barcode.
Stand in line.
We are pushed off a cliff to die.
A war between a machine and its maker.
Doomsday is near.
A.I. has taken over.
Higher power controls our every move.
Darkness with no food.
You've walked a long walk
It's time to sit back.
The journey's rough and tough
Thorns and thistles laid bare.
Your feet bleed and crack;
But you walk through the boulder.
Scorned on all sides
You heed them no more.
Sorrows, heartache etched
Within you, broken and shattered
But you built us home;
of love and wisdom to dwell.
Like a sculptor and a painter,
You chipped out the rough edges
Then painted a canvas,
Bright and beautiful.
You shed tears in rain,
Kissed the mud in pain.
Worn were your clothes,
Different patches stitch in,
Then burry the shame behind
To made us stand tall.
You've walked a long walk,
It's on us to shoulder your load;
A traveller, you'll see the world:
Beauties you've missed,
Clothe in majestic sapphire.
No one shall scorn you now,
We'll shield you.
Our house is made,
Our home is built
Our life shall shine.
Love so devine
You'd instilled within us
We'll nurture till we grow old.
"Love, understanding and unity",
Our precepts, shall live on.
Together with love'll shine,
Till we bow our head.
So plant it on that petrichoric soil in rows
As you bring at my funeral that pure ruby rose
And so? If I'm unable to perceive it's essence
Don't shatter either penalize it in a burst of incense
Then nourish it with spring warm water to lush
And let it expand on more roses to reserve for Mush
Thus let a lover pluck a part of them for his muse
So that I would cherish it's use and you can be excused
So allow it to make my cemetery more graceful in the graveyard
Indeed, my love , pick your favourite and have it in your yard
Let it bloom and thrive in the sight of your field
So that , I can be there for your eyes to be healed
And if you ever feel dull to look at them in the autumn
Rest your heart, dig them up and burry them in the bottom
PS: Palwasha Sharif
I am Hamas
I am
humanity
I am not Sin
never burnt children
nor rejoiced in their demise.
only soldiers of Zion
lack all morality
I am not War
I stand against oppression
give back our olive and orange gardens
give back our land
Zionist rapists
burry them in sand
I am Sinwar
never forget me
I sit now in the heavens
preparing your hell
Somewhere in time
I need to make
More friends
Because I only have
Few friends
And the friends I have
Got some respect for me
They respect my race
And my religion
Also, I respect my friends
Race and religion
Somewhere in time
My friends are praying for God
And God answer my friend's
Prayer
Somewhere in time
My friends are praying for the
Countries
That are in war
For them to have some peace
We don't know when the war will
End overseas
AII we know is that there are
Children
Dying of mall nutrition
And that is terrible to see
Because the children are very small
And they can't communicate
Their parents are crying
Also
Somebody will have to burry
The dead people
Every single day
Also they don't have clean
Water
And some medical supply
They throw grenades at their
Neighbors
AIso they haven't got any
Food supply
My friends and I are very lucky
To live
In a country that is not
At war
The people that are
Fighting in the war will never
Return home
Does A.I. Have A God
A.I. taking over mankind.
It will be our own demise.
It’s in our nature to destroy ourselves.
Cyborgs taking over.
No human contact.
Robots on the atack.
Terminate society.
Mankind becomes slaves to the machines.
No food, no drink.
Technology becomes a new God.
Knowledge consumes us.
End of times is near.
Hidden is a holy war.
People vs. machines.
Electronic face figure.
Out of touch with each other.
Flesh becomes bones.
Burry mankind into the ground.
An A.I. war has begun.
Survive if you can.
The computer chip becomes a brain.
We are running out of time.
A heavy mechanical voice speaks.
We can no longer buy nor sell.
People become prisoners.
A.I. is the antichrist.
The flesh is gone.
The soul stands for judgment.
We are stamped with a barcode.
Stand in line.
We are pushed off a cliff to die.
A war between a machine and its maker.
Doomsday is near.
A.I. has taken over.
Higher power controls our every move.
Darkness with no food.
you burry or burn
as manure, dried leaves live in ~
plants, leaves, blooms, and fruits
Burry the arms and close the armies
Raise the temples of love and harmony
Weapons.
They are the Killers of lives
None is evil and none is good
Everyone is soul and everyone is life
Love has to rule the world and
Smile has to light every where -all
Borders have to be vanished all
Countries have to be united
We, the people should be united
as the citizens of the one globe
No Indians and ,no Americans all are one
The Citizens of this planet
Demon hauls
Silent Loud screams
Unheard screams
Echoes of a silent dark room
My demons
Lark
Inside my dark mind
Trapped in my sanity
Piercing screams
Seeking refuge
Refuge from my fears
These demons
Never let it rest
I'm loosing
Loosing it all
Already evident
From these aching dreams
That never fade away
Cherrished suffering
Sweet feeling of pain
Burry me underneath
My grave
Already dug grave
Dark grave
Painted with unheard whispers
That's
When they win
When I rest it all
When I step back
When I let them win
When I stop punching back
That's when I die.
I hate the way you talk to me like you didn't break me
The way you pull me close and whisper your spells
Your hands hold me warm but your nails dig deep
My arms are marked with my decay
Like my grave I will stay
Buried alive in a shallow grave I weep
I hate you with the fire that once burned for you
I let the fire burn at my arms and legs
I let the fire feed at my soul
The papers I write
The life I had before you.
I hate you in a way that isn't hate
I love you and it feeds to the hate
I burry out the heart I kept for you
I let it shine with the clean water I pour over it
I let myself shine for you
My smile
My laugh
You heard me once
You smiled once
Every good thing would come to an end
You didn't hear me
And I didn't hear the dishonesty
I still smile
I still break
How do you expect me to say
that I don’t remember the day
When you tied my leg in chain
It’s hard to burry the memory
For my scars still mourn in pain
The life is still the same
they just changed the game
And gave us new name
But the scars still speaks of the pain
They say actions speak louder
than the words of mouth
We have seen enough but our ears never heard
We were wonderfully created our color never had stains
Your today’s laugh should not make you forget of yesterday’s pain
But heal you and heal you completely.
They sure bear battles but no enmities,
At borders build brotherhood’s bonhomie,
Exchange smiles and burry adversity
That may arise from mutual miseries.
The wars are won by kings and their counties,
Soldiers only fight battles and lay life,
Their families suffer deep abject strife,
And forgotten once settles all the crease.
They that build bridges soon are forgotten,
Conquerors cross over, Ravan to hunt,
Victorious, Ram-Laxman feel triumphant,
And monkeys that made it miss all the fun!
They that know nor yet hate, each other kill,
Those that hate, scarce with scary battles deal.
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Sonnet |02.10.2023| war
Poet’s note: ‘Ravan to hunt’, the reference is to Ramayana, an epic poem of some thirty thousand quatrains called shlokas. Today’s world is full of conflicts. Whilst battles rage, who suffers? The common folks, the so-called couth and innocent of the society. This sonnet is born from this anguish.
If I die young, don't burry me
Burn me in flames of my inscribed glory
Cast my ashes to the wind
So I can soar wild and free
Don't weep for me, for I'm just dead
I am now free from worries ahead
Please help my works see the pages
May it give hope for those who read
June 4, 2023
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