Patriotic International Poems

Aliza Kashmala Kiran - I am Aliza Kashmala Kiran.Donot Miss my poems to read,to comment and to do kind fantastic real prayers for me and...

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If I were Emperor of the Mughal Crown in Delhi
British brutality's storm would haven't blown in Delhi

Heaven of the Earth (Kashmir) is bathed in blood...

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And Logical 2020 ReIntroductions

The politicization of health care
stems from capital's socialization of value,
from roots valuing wealth-through-extraction
rather than health-through-inclusion.

What must become win/win 
WholeEarth patriotic strategies
are now...

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OCTAVE:
LORD, as morn yields to noon (or dawn) my SONnet will please, tease, release:
I greet thee, having access to Your throne by Jesus
And His sacrifice...

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Sleep O’Sleep we all must be,
Tucked ourselves between pillows comfy,
While Rough men fought and sacrificed bled,
That’s what the Great Winston Churchill said,

All is talk and...

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O’Great Nations of the West,
To you I pen my loving best,
A Warning for all Military,
Leviathan that Dragon waits for thee,

When thou thought all is well,
Plotted...

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Tis I write, where blood is bled,
Where the sun the sky, doth wed,
In the heights of its boils,
Struggles lives sweats and toils,

Not much be said,...

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The Day the Earth Stood Still
The First Tower
 
I’m dialing
my wife.
An airplane
has crashed through
my office wall.
Two stockbrokers
are carrying a torn and
shivering secretary 
to the broken
staircase....

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The British Empire was built by fate
made rich advanced to stand up straight 
Have knowledge and allies to collaborate 
prevent Europe a Russian satellite state

Hitler...

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IF EVER I HAD A COUNTRY: LXXVIII

            for Suzanne DELANEY, in appreciation

(Prelude: CAN THE...

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selling war...
are we really the awakened.
are we really deep thinkers
critical ...analytical
i see putin's  cheerleaders 
I see trump yeah he'll make it great again
and the...

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IF ever I had a country : XXVII -  XXVIII

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The beauty of the dream
Even fools are allowed in
Misinformed and crawling on narrow stony roads
Yet in this land anything goes
We all have the right to...

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ARTE MAYOR*: Neither Cricket nor Football

Is this the way to prop A-first
Sock not oval ball overhead
Slam not round ball with drumstick dead
Cut not corporate tax:...

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