Culture Poems | Examples of Culture Poetry

Far from the homeland, when lips part to speak, This Persian candy works wonders, magic unique. The spell of Rumi’s verse, of Hafez’ deep art, In distant lands, it uplifts every heart. A potion of love rides this caravan’s crest— Saadi himself boasts of its charm manifest. Open your eyes, and at this threshold stay— The Masnavi begins to tell your tale...

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Trees swaying in the breeze, with thick branches hanging over the land, carrying a solemn message for everyone. The roots run firmly into the ground and the extend troughout the town and form a cluster that no one can see, soon or later they will come pining after thee , get your pen and...

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My grandmother's hands knew things mine have forgotten, how to make bread rise, how to hem a dress so it would last. She saved everything: buttons in mason jars, stories in the space between stirring and serving, love in the way she said my name. This is what we lose when we move too fast, the slow art of remembering,...

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They inhale the poisonous substance, adduction had no power over resistance; their brain's responsiveness is too slow: look at them: their glance is so mellow! This is the offspring of the floating potheads, they renounce everything that means strides; they sit in a relaxed pose with mindless eyes: soldiers fight the wars, while they enjoy puffs. " Vacant glances and sunken...

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core of industry-----------industry's origins-------------------sport activity model the days of carnivals ...

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In threads of midnight, spun with care, A canvas woven, beyond compare. Each strand a brushstroke, fine and bold, Wild hair, just looking so bold. A crown of coils, a vibrant might, Afro's style, a dance of light. In twists and knots, a moment shown, Resilient roots, beautifully grown. With sunlight's kiss, a golden sheen, Or moonlit shadows, a regal scene. Loads of textures, rich...

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Talus Sports Wrestling From the Desk of; Non Sono Affari Tuoi President of Sports America LLC Metacognition___________________________Promoting or Organizing ...

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AABA/Bebop ------------------------ By:Bannock and Montreal "Smoked" Meatez__ ------------------------------------------ I think I just met my wife it is just that simple her smile her and devilish smirk that pretty dimple I think I just meet my wife I can't believe I said it it's probably cause I deserve this I believe I just met my wife We don't need no catastrophe we don't need no havoc our emotional behavior iss fine please...

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Hearts of spring come and tell me where you have been, your faces are moist and pale, and life is tough over there, come and share this moment with me and regain your energy.Nature has been cruel to you and it has tested you through and through, but wisdom has save your life and the...

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If medicine gives us a tail, The proper should not let it flail. It should be coiled tight, Though tea-holding's right, Or holding the rudder to sail....

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In office halls, where silhouettes loom, Beware the boss who calls you aside to manipulate, A trap awaits, where whispers seal your destiny, Keep colleague woes locked deep, an unspoken weight. Security's helping hand may hold a test, Expectation's seed, in every coin you nest, Proximity breeds contempt, a subtle art, One day's omission, and you're branded apart. Close friendships forged in workplace...

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Ponle atención a la movida El billete rinde todo el día Sangre, sudor, lágrima La venganza siempre vale más Bendiciones para mis amigos La familia siempre está conmigo R15 enfocado cuando voy fumando Presidente Suficiente, unos van y vienen ...

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souk cloaked in perfume— s m o k e sways through the hanging b ...

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To thank, To calculate, To obey, Unspoken rules, Even if no one will see Or appreciate it, Is a duty of A good citizen....

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You cut me here, without ever saying a word. Then you twisted and turned, your knife into a sword. Then you took back your word, now I'm never sure. Then you took my soul, not knowing what it's worth. So I cut my self, to show you where it hurts. Don't look back there's...

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