Sugarcane Poems - Poems about Sugarcane

...the one, that shelters me when it begins to rain Merakian soul come be my southern sun my phosphoresce of day my sugarcane wild and crazy things that make me sing like basorexian kisses, sweet as spring The fantasist in......Read More

...My angel here on earth, my sugarcane, The one who lifts me high like the aeroplane, The one whose milk nurtured me from infant, If I could give ......Read More

...the Alamo Rolling on good time, guitar by my side I'm gone to East Jesus on a westbound ride California's crazy, Sugarcane Sadie Showed me a good time That desert moon and those Dylan tunes Still playing in my mind In the middl......Read More

...fuchsia and firecrackers. Lantana, glory bush, pineapple and Waikiki. Queen Emma lily, prickly pear, silversword and sugarcane. Hawaii islands erupting with ecstasies — scents that rise the temperature, hues that squeal with desire, c......Read More

...that scale - EMINENT DOMAIN - arrogant agreed & gain - so Harry said: before we went to school, the two of us loaded sugarcane; then your dad would put the chains on. the truck was done; then milk the cows. Had breakfast, before the lo......Read More

...or women shows the best talented to Worldwide. we must throw our sorrows to otherside, Happiness is like as Sweet as Sugarcane, We celebrate this day, with our neighbour together, Till the end it goes forever. Happy Pongal to everyon......Read More

... The downpour decreases enmity and blood flow. But if the quantity is less, production is low. Growth of paddy and sugarcane Without rain is a big pain Causing children to fight over their mother This shouldn’t happen, my dear broth......Read More

...Gilded days, before the sudden rain, Hot, green fields of sweet sugarcane, Tree melodies that naught can contain, A meadow of the moonlit firefly reign! Oppressive heat in languid......Read More

...ng up old yam Rooting up cassava and Dasheen And staring at the cotton spleen The summer has ended long ago And the sugarcane crop is already over Who knows who is what? Who knows what to chat? The old goose is looking at you And th......Read More

...ly he is my honey, If I am his food he is my intestine, If I am his pen he is my ink, If I am his ant he is my sugarcane juice, If am his friend he is my trustworthy friend. If I am his mermaid he is my ocean, If I am ......Read More

...transported my sisters and I from the tragedy that was unfolding. I have factored this into my poem, the majesty of a Sugarcane Field Fire burning at night and in my mind, what I remember witnessing, as "Renewal of Life", and for a moment......Read More

... Slim Jim likes to swim he also likes the gym His weakness for sugarcane driving him insane He chewed on every sweet ever made Looking for his sugar rush he forgot to brush His......Read More

...does it mean, to be "Great Again"? I'll listen to learn, try your best to explain! Were there fields of cotton and sugarcane? Was it back of the bus perfect, everyone staying in their own lane? A pain striped passport, for those on......Read More

...ng on the this ridiculous wall Every time I come here someone is waiting for a brawl But this time I am chewing sweet sugarcane and watching the cars going around the bend my eyes are wide open and my fist is clenched by my side I th......Read More

...Be Great Again Oh, my fatherland The envy of the West The owner of great farmlands The honey comb The sugarcane plantation The liquid treasure Where is your greatness? The groundnut pyramid Do you still harvest cocoa......Read More