Homeland Poems - Poems about Homeland

From the rising sun in the east To casted shadows after dark in the west, Our tribal marked faces show, A timeless story, aglow. Seasons come and go, Hiding shades and dimmed sparks. Beneath the sprawling swamps, Cornering meandered mangroves, Our roots run deep, Anchored in attires of legacy. Our heads see without light, Guided by old wisdom unspoken. Truth and strength wrap us, Like leaves hiding the...

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Letters from Borrowed Ground 'Part One' --- To: Myself (Three Years Ago) Date: Every Night Status: Never Finished Focus: Warning Dear Dreamer, Tonight, I dig up buried footsteps, each stone beneath my feet heavy with goodbye. The coffee grows cold in my cup as I write this at 3 AM, watching snow fall on a street whose name I still can't pronounce. You...

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What if dawn hesitates at my window, afraid to wake the refugee's dreams? I teach my shadow to walk ahead— it knows the Damascus streets I've never seen. My homeland lives in my mother's teacup, its borders drawn in cardamom and grief. The map I carry rewrites itself each night, erasing roads that lead me home. We built our house from borrowed years. Each...

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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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I moved to the fast-moving world. I rely on nothing but amazing technology. Everything is at my doorstep, just no less than a wonder world.  None to bother, no one to care about.  Just one click makes every single service possible.  No time to spare in any wandering thoughts, As so much around to get amused and explore every sort. Technology...

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Among the people, as I roam, I carry flaws and wins of my own. Yet all the kindness people show, My Homeland's dear wherever I go! The endless steppe, the hills, the plain, My Homeland heals my deepest pain. If ancestors hadn't kept it free, We’d taste the hell of tyranny! Though life may strike and weigh me down, I’ll never flee my native...

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Amidst hills and mountains high, Lies Ipe Akoko, with history's sigh, A town of plenty, verdant and bright, With vegetables and greens, a delightful sight. Rich cultural heritage, a treasure rare, Ayelereme's golden festival, beyond compare, Virgin ladies, pure and fair, Prepared for marriage, with love to share. A community that honors marriage vows, Adultery shunned, fidelity avows, Supportive men, responsible and true, Tall, strong, and...

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When the sky seems clear and the ocean so calm Forget not the screams you hear and the broken bow charm When the food fills stomach and the water quinches thirst Forget not the hunger of heirs and the years of fast When the water flows fine and the wind blows pleasant Forget not the slaughter show line...

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MEMORIES OF A SNATCHED HOMELAND Traverse of The Masses Over the years, our land has seen, Rulers so brutal, with blood so mean. They seized our land by guns and bold Bullets and armored tanks they rolled Whipped with bile, as David's son, No soul smiled, they spared none. Men, women, children,...

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What’s a homeland, I don’t know Sounds a bit too much symbolic I’ve got no land of my own So it turns out hyperbolic This home concept is not real Could be my imagination Sort of melancholy feel Hardly a concrete location Not the property I own Not a shelter from the rain Not a place where I was born But a...

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Quote: "“They have no idea what it is like to lose home at the risk of never finding home again, have your entire life split between two lands and become the bridge between two countries.” –unknown Amidst the whispers of the waves, I sail, An expatriate adrift in memories pale. Through years that roll like distant tides, I've...

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Like a man possessed we fight 'neath cool exteriors a raging fire burns, day and night We have nowhere to turn no matter how we yearn to parlez vous francais or habla ingles Never quite accepted ...

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Oh, My Dear homeland, I yearn to reunite with you, Not for your love alone, But to tread the weathered path, winding beneath my village, Laid with stones and scattered remnants of time, In moments of disarray and wandering, It unfailingly led me back to my village, Guiding me to my mother's waiting arms. I don't long solely for you, my homeland, I ache...

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I think of my Cornish identity, As on a cliff-top bench I sit, And realise that Cornwall is a part of me And I am a part of it, I won’t be taken out of Cornwall And you can’t take Cornwall out of me, Though I gaze at far off horizons, I know Cornwall is where I will stay And is where I...

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Anaemia Who cares for her once glorious dreams Utopia is the new reality Dopamine-starved citizens gaze forlornly As blood feverishly flows out From her gaping wounds Siamese twins of hunger and anger Starving her of peace and progress In a land of high Testosterone Security gone AWOL Citizens on their own Slowly but steadily Life ebbs out Deprived of nutrients and water Homeland turned fiefdom by renegades Despising folks,...

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