Indigenes Poems - Poems about Indigenes

...You came and perceived, driving through every life tussle, in the hustle of frowns, smiles and laughter, conquering everyday tasks in your unique way! The poet in me acclaims and writes this po......

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...Whose woods these are I think I know. They come not from the village though; From ancient times abided here Vouchsafed the land through fire and snow. The other settlers think it weird* To st......

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...The sun cries for us, its heat fades away snowflakes sprinkle round its orbit, yet go unmelted it feels like evening, but its yet noon time never changes its pace but now runs from a rifle daylig......

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...Why Frank’s Hot Sauce isn’t and Daylight Savings Time doesn’t and times they ain’t changing in a land where all white men are created equal. Between 1500 and 1800 to this New World came 2.5......

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...Thinking there was something going wrong, It was situation of praise. Something that couldn`t let black communities be on craze, But emotionally, puts smile on the entire world face. Urging and e......

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...He was raised by different indigenes, After being embedded in specialized tissue, Those moments were tough, And in fact, it wasn`t easy for the mum, Did you recall that point the dad was contempl......

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...We all have some fear for the unknown- Shall we ever be always healthier, stronger Wiser, wealthier as we grow older? When we move to a new destination Would the place thrilling be and fascinate......

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...COPLA SESENTA Y TRES: This Bad Guy World The Enemy resides in us Not by invitation nor by ruse: Bad day Good night Could lone Yang gather in surplus The Yin put down to no good use: ......

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...Strike the masses, with hopes in prose To earn their trust, and thumbs in folds Kneel to the masses, to be put to council Chosen by the masses, to be their council Steal the masses’ offering,......

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...A Comrade like Ben A statesman like Mandela diplomatically suspended the necessary struggle of opposites, gummed his fragmented land together with reconciliation…. exploiters to exploited , mur......

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...The theme of this poem is leaves; Beautiful lateral structures that dress the deciduous trees; ephemerals one can’t ignore. We first set eyes on them as green, Protuberates on limbs in spring; ......

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