Freedom Grandson Poems

In the depths of our souls, where shackles crumble to dust,
There lies the essence of freedom, in which we all must trust.
It's not in chains...

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Long life, lived in full, longing for death's impending embrace;
my fate's final freedom wavers on two fronts, like old Simeon's.
Departure's deep desire is delayed by...

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New Shoes

"Grandpa, my shoes are too small, 
or maybe my feet or too big?"

"You are going to be ten foot tall, 
if you don't stop...

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Ribbons

Thoughts are flowing
like water passing under the bridge. 
There are rivulets that form ribbons... 
of greater meaning found in the lower reaches. 
There is where...

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Someday

When I grow up, 
I want to be... like my father. 
He serves in the military, 
and helps other people 
around the world. 
He fights...

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One Dollar

When I was a kid, 
I worked for every dime I got. 
I folded papers, 
I took out the trash, 
I did dishes, 
washed...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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The Garden at Grandma’s

The house is quiet, the chores are all done. 
We have gathered in the place out back. 
There is pit for a...

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I wanted to find God
I wanted to see the Universe
I wanted to Converse with
Self intimately
I wanted 20/20Vision
On a 40/40
Dose.

Embraced my polar opposite
Corresponding to Heaven
And Earth
An...

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The Angels came and took you
away that day,
During your ongoing battle 'gainst
the Devil's sway.
I still mourn each day over my
loss of you
And the hell that...

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Teenage Girls clad in the latest fashions,
Do it whenever they meet,
Grown men aren't afraid to show some passion,
When their team's comeback is complete,
They can say...

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When we die: A war cry
To all people who gave their life for Kashmir in pursuit of justice for suppressed.

We are murdered. Bodies are shattered....

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I picture Kashmir through lightened KL. I see Kashmir through deserted eyes.
I am writing an elegy. While my Kashmir burns.
My blood has contents of a...

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She came out of the sea at twilight
Weak and trembling, bent with age
Her hair entwined with seaweed
The pounding surf a watery stage. .

She stood awhile...

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