Overseas Poems - Poems about Overseas

The sunset knows the tears I hide It paints the pain I hold inside Clouds wander through the evening sky Wondering where have you gone and why To Breeze I speak in hushed replies Beyond the seas and foreign trees they live alone to earn some bread And whisper dreams to the Moon instead....

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I I am a Christian Also proud Indian Why? I love Jesus, Only King He's unafraid of India, anything Try! Though born in Africa Loving my darker Mom, and India! Naturally! You may analogize "ADOPTION" A child wants both parent and guardian Usually! England trampled India, was forgiven But each Indian lives The Resurrection The spirit (work ethic) is rising, risen ... Generation after generation Though I, a poor representation...

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My father didn’t cry until my brother did. It was the final good-bye between three men, who are all told that they are not the type of people to cry because they are not me or her. Don’t cry they plead to themselves. Don’t show this emotion. My little brother was the first to give in to the nature, The...

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I sat alone by the sea when a snail waved to me. She politely asked “Is this seat free?” “Why yes,” I said, “ certainly.” “I've traveled forth all lifelong seeking somewhere to belong. I've sought wide and sought long for a place to sing my song." We sat a while companionably and watched the waves absently. When I again glanced amicably, her abandoned shell lay...

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Bonjour mon cher, how did you sleep? I hope that your ears didn't ring For all night long I spoke your name in song From sunset until dayspring Your sweet sounding name, my heart rendered aflame With thoughts of you filling my head And those eyes, and that smile Inimitable style Rendered breathless, my thoughts left unsaid...

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Life as a U.S. Diplomat For 27 years I served my country As a diplomat I worked all over the world Advancing US government policies Promoting American values. Helping foreigners visit the U.S. Helping Americans overseas Issuing thousands of visas. Talking to thousands of people Every day, In my fractured tortured English, Korean, Thai, and Spanish. In the end, I just remained A boy who grew up in Berkeley. And was eternally...

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What would I do with dollar? Would I be glad with dinar If your presence is too far? Form: Diona...

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I smiled invitingly, the screen Revealed woman of my ideal Russian silk beauty, pure, unseen Pillow lips, brush eyelash appeal I said I could serve her well, my earnings Would purchase nicest things of her yearnings I'll fly her here, get her spousal visa Her eyes alight, replied, "Sure... I'm Leeza" " I need a man on good...

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Serving their country overseas at the cost of all they leave behind, the return home is a blessing putting an end to heartaches of worrisome months apart. ...

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I consumed half of my prime life And little I know the dark side I’ve kept apart, sorrows grow rife In virtual silence, I reside I kneel down to pray they are well Sure enough, that keeps them all safe To quench yearning, in poem I tell O’er the years to ward off my chafe Be passive to the fast escape of time Brings...

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Ask just to be simple and plain, Nurture kind will to frame each page. Observe and see the healing rain, Voice now reveals a sanguine age; Explore the scenes where joy funds play, Reach right within to a feisty core; Sense profound winds that groom each day, Etch thoughts unseen that flavour more; Align sure heart with a keen mind, Seep from fond draughts...

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That February Sunday Our airport detour, Clara's gone away On a study tour. A pre-flight dinner With our family, Vouch for a winner A message lovely. And just so quickly You both through check-in, Hearts can feel empty Feelings come between. Just the two of you: Michael and Clara, Melbourne to cue With fond agendas. Dreams come true you see When the moment syncs, Overseas study When good fortune links. Two years of reading To gain...

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Sand-covered, dusty boots Iraq, Kuwait, and more it is this time of year that makes the heart feel sore. Distant dreams in your head Wishing for a quiet night Getting letters from home to make it seem all right. Decorating a small space, trying to make it feel like home Pictures around a...

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Oh If Double You What can you do? Your salary is coming Time to pay the due You're away from home In a country not your...

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I saw an eye in the middle of an ocean She beacons on me to come and bathe in her oceans Like an innocent fish I swam in-between her holes Showing me the way to d deep The eye held me so close with her lashes Blinking her seductive strength into my nature I became a half man in her strength She conquered...

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