Motherland Poems - Poems about Motherland

Motherland carnival

The sky was draped in night’s black cloak,
With a sprinkle of white specks in bloom.
The yellow moon slipped into a gibbous cocoon,
As sunshine fretted in crescent-shaped kites.

But the streets today were painted in bright colours—
They cloaked the rainbow in a toga of envy.
Many danced and sang in melodious harmony,
Dressed like masquerades with neither masks nor

Ode to the Motherland

                  I

Namibia is my most beloved country,
Like it is a marvellous Beulah land
With a mighty will, great glory
So, be glorified, my free Motherland.
From red sand deserts to the shining shores
And the sun gives me its setting, 
Echoes of

Motherland

"Motherland"

The “Removed”,
Charlestons across the keyboard,

fingers have a personality and a mind 
of their own, don’t you agree?

the stalwart mind converses with the frivolous fingers 
its stark increduality, considers All above All

they’re incorrigible, those lithe fingers,
like feathers they flutter in the stark 

glow of an illuminated screen 
in a dark void

those fingers, dance 
cutting black and

Ekombi; Erik's Pride

Ekombi; a dance of my motherland.
A dance that soothes the soul.

Ekombi; Efik's pride
A dance of tranquility and beauty.

The attractive smiles on their faces
Like a sudden beam of sunlight, illuminates the earth.

The slow movement of their backs with ekara itong
Is like water lilies floating down a rill.

The rhythmic movement of their shoulders to ekomo iba
Is like

My Motherland

A land of virtues with cultural grace
For myriad religions, a home place
A peace loving paradise by nature
Honoring traditions, its grand feature

Many a scholar hailed from this blessed soil
Reformers made it renowned with their toil
Assorted branches of knowledge flourished
Awe-inspiring arts and cultures cherished

Invaders tried to grab this divine land; 
And aimed to deface its glorious brand
The

In Silence, a Motherland

We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness.  God is the friend of silence.  See how nature-trees, flowers, grass-grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence…We need silence to be able to touch souls—Mother Teresa [Anjezë Gonxhe Bojaxhiu]
“But Jesus

Motherland

Motherland:

Fields are won by those who believe in the winning.
I salute you, my motherland.
I bow down to you, my motherland.
After too much sacrifice being as freedom fighters for our homeland,brave warriors are moving forward.
Neither by speech/voice, nor by quarrel/dispute 
Victory can only be achieved by good deeds through all aspects.
So recite  the phrase
Allah Hu

Nigeria My Motherland

Nigeria our great and beloved motherland,
where multitudes of tribes unitedly stand.
Our land of hope by two rivers divided,
with lush vegetation by nature provided.

Nigeria our home of people resilient.
A land of great icons in works diligent.
We hail thee our great and revered black nation,
our land of human dignity and redemption.

God arise and take your place as

Motherland

Motherland…

I am a desert, barren and hot.
Hoping for the rain, which I forgot.
Once, I was green, golden, and bright.
Nightingales singing night after night.
My fresh breeze at dawn was ever nice,
Showered me blossoms like paradise.
Year after year, I dressed up in green.
Green and reddish with white in between.
Until I became older than old,
All I have now

Incredible India: My Motherland

Ah, to this land of the monsoons
or should it have been the sunsoons? 
Yet for frozen land tourists, a tropical hot boon.

Where bullock carts, stray dogs, horse carriages and cows
pedestrians, goats, bikes and rickshaws
scooters, trucks, motorbikes and cabs
all compete together in quirky medley of traffic jams
On crammed roads you could ram into bulls and rams

So

A Nation I Admire Most

On a strange land
landed alone,
I was baffled and surprised
stepped slowly,
worry about settling
But this charming land,
Soon all myths dispelled
felt comfortable and rested on her lap
soft and supple
Hugging and clapping, whatever I do, 
I feel that every moment is mine.
The music is in the breeze, and the winds sing their songs
Blessings fall from the sky as snow,

Salute Motherland

Motherland, whole existence l owe,
Motherland, perpetually, I salute...

As many times, I fell
Mother Earth held me in embrace
Pointed at horizon where sky meets earth 
Indicating that nothing is impossible 
Taught me to aim for Stars up in sky
Said, that's only way to rise after each fall

As many times, I tell
Inspires many to take difficulties head on
All

Motherland, My Love Is Fine And Grand

A pity I couldn't comprehend
What is happening to my homeland?!
Utter disarray harming my stand
Lives in the clutches of evil hands
The paths we are to walk have no ends
Face demons or bury heart in sand
Bend to the will, the risk in the wind!
To whom would I spill my reprimand?
Motherland, my love is fine and grand
My words

Rays of Our Motherland

Among all Nations
North, East, West,
Stretching South
All over the world
Appear the rays
Of the most magnificent
Continent above others
The most adorable and admirable
Of all Motherlands, 
The Landmark of Africa

Contented with bright,
Intelligent faces
Like gas particles 
Moving into the air
Their fame is spread
And advancement moving their side,
Accompanied by favorable commends
The Continent of Black Majority
Our own Motherland in the Universe

Unlike some

Motherland

With each morning comes a new genesis 
That today would craft a dissimilar, Then 
The echo of my voice to be perceived too
As it outs the grief that lies within the soul.

For father, disillusionment was all he could
Bore for the progeny, Though he allegedly 
Spoke of the liberty he sort to have crafted 
I never

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