Interpreters Poems - Poems about Interpreters

...Interpreters lead a monotonous life Always sitting behind close doors Repeating what other people say Again and again and cautiuosly Their job isn't just about language translation They serve a......

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...How does it feel to you when presidents proclaim anthro-supremacy exclusively made in one universal God's straight WesternWhite monotheistic over-Capitalized and stealth-marketed kleptocrat......

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...In the cages at the zoo they crowded around each other A million milling from father to brother All speaking in a babel a million languages From clicks and keyboard clacks to switches and bandage......

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...why do so many humans elect to be tended and herded like sheep? should path to salvation require forfeiting self-determination? long have golden trim and precious jewels reigned at altars of wo......

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... 9/11... In MEMORIAM. The thousands of valuable people in an instant we lost! Twas a most painful, national cost. Our country won't be that loved again, It's turned into ......

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...When a precedent-busting pandemic is palling around the world when its concomitant panic and pain freak out it is your fine figures that are unflinchingly unfurled e'en as proctective gears barel......

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...Looking for words, nicer, softer, fluffy. To drain out emotions and feelings, to pass time. I once pleaded poetry to stay with me, probably did not work. Not sure. A little face, with beautiful ey......

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..."You are ... different, aren't you?" she said, crinkling her nose. That sentiment, spoken by my fourth grade home-room teacher Had been paraphrased many times before (And would be count......

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...All you have to do is listen to his music Most importantly, listen... To that haunting, booming velvet voice of his His signature song is "Unforgettable" The man himself, is that, and much more ......

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...When The Arrow Of God is No Longer At Ease Things Fall Apart The Voice of The Enemy Within Whispers At Dawn saying Weep Not Child as The House Boy named Maru looks at The Sterile Sky and ......

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...It's not that I mistrust you, though sometimes I feel I must distrust either me or you. I ambivalently choose both. So yes, of course, this is about your behaviors in trust-relationship with......

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...When the gods visited in their ragalia, We were like those that were dreaming. We walked in the shadow of our stupidity, We Danced without legs in the public Because thousands of our smiles were......

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...Love not a writer because most People thought writers are adorable, Writers have no perfect heart as you see them. Their hearts are afraid of rejection and always hide in their shells whenever the......

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...Poets are the first class citizens of the country, They are the interpreters of the future through The eyes of the gods that call them into service. They are well respected and feared in the socie......

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...Love not a writer because most People thought writers are adorable, Writers have no perfect heart as you see them. Their hearts are afraid of rejection and always hide in their shells whenever the......

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