William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet,
Come away, O human child!
to the waters and the wild
with a faery, hand in hand,
for the world’s more full of weeping
than you can understand…
– – – W. B. Yeats
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Barefaced wordsmiths
despicable loudmouths
they raise pretentious slogans
and inflated watchwords
they use pompous words
with a rare slight of tongue
they sell hollow promises
that burst like soap bubbles.
to keep the masses at bay.
Amidst a moral decay
They build a wall of lies
and throw dust at the eyes
Enslaved to the benches
they hide in the trenches
they toss bones to people
and engage in another bout
term in term out.
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Emily Dickinson
( 1830-1886 Mass, US)
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Fame is a bee.
It has a song—
It has a sting—
Ah, too, it has a wing.
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with quick, cautious steps
I walked among the crowd.
with a bated breath
I saw strange , distorted faces
pass by pitilessly.
Lost , confused
on the brink of panic
I moved on even quicker
amidst a disturbing chaos
and a deafening cacophony.
an adrenalin onrush ; a racing heart
a spinning head and droplets of sweat
brought my steps to a halt
dark thoughts swarmed fast
my dazzled eyes shut
silence at last …….
total blackout.
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Mother. The blessing of God in a human form. Having a mother is probably God’s greatest boon in our lives. It’s her love that makes us strong, her care that prepares us to face the world, her hands that help us overcome all the trying times of life. Yet, what do we give back to her? It’s Mother’s Day again.Happy mother’s day to all the mothers of the world.
My mom is sweet and special
Open-hearted and wonderful;
Tactful in her daily speech
Her wisdom is a course to teach .
Emblematic of devotion and sacrifice
Rare insights and sensible advice.
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The truth is out there
it reigns supreme.
Break the silence
And you’ll hear The truth scream.
Open your eyes
And you’ll see The truth beam.
Speak out The truth, Only the Truth
And you’ll be held in high esteem.
Hold on tight , don’t let go
And never follow the stream.
Break the iron gate of deceit
And you’ll taste the sweetness of your dream.
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