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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=423689" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Poem about Poetry - An Eastern Ballad</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">i long to be an eastern poet<br>to write about the Great wall<br>wean stories from every tearstained stone<br>that still echoes the cries of those<br>missing homes, wives and children<br>walk its length to measure the cold <br>and forlorn monolith borne from the <br>heart of stones of Shih piled high<br>over hills and mountains </div><div style="margin:10px 0">i long to be an eastern poet<br>to write about the legion of<br>gods and goddesses in the nook<br>and corner on the pantheons<br>of the the temples of india</div><div style="margin:10px 0">those alluring and well endowed<br>gods and goddesses who stole from <br>heavens to teach about salvation<br>senseless senses, seeds of bondage<br>this world a dungeon of pain, a realm<br>nobody should come back to except the gods<br>to help man metamophosise from a bundle of senses<br>to om consciousness, nirvana</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i would love to meet Moses<br>to talk about the Almighty God<br>his little brush with death and Salvation<br>on the swift Nile that still oozes with the tears <br>of mom who lost only son to the Pharoah's princess<br>the river that gave him his name<br>his lovelorn days in the gardens of the Palace <br>and the parting of the Red Sea that drew a line<br>between the people of God and the Idols<br>and whether he fell in love with what he saw there (the gardens) <br>a world away from the madness of the world<br>and the secrets he culled from the Highest One<br>about life, death, heavens and hell that help <br>us wade through the sea of ignorance to enlightenment<br> <br>I would love to live with the tribes, wild men<br>of the South seas, learn about their hungry gods and sacrifices<br>perhaps then i could tell good from evil, <br>the gods from the devils and the truth from the lies<br>or perhaps live a life free from the One up there<br>recognising man's unreadiness, unworthiness for him yet<br>take and love people from that corner of the heart<br>that we all possess, starting from the Almighty's simplest lesson<br>a real eastern ballad i long to sing to the world</div><div style="margin:10px 0">inspired by</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An Eastern Ballad<br>I speak of love that comes to mind: <br>The moon is faithful, although blind; <br>She moves in thought she cannot speak. <br>Perfect care has made her bleak. <br>I never dreamed the sea so deep, <br>The earth so dark; so long my sleep, <br>I have become another child. <br>I wake to see the world go wild.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Tiong+Chunghoo">John Tiong Chunghoo</a><div class=q>
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to write about the Great wall
wean stories from every tearstained stone
that still echoes the cries of those
missing homes, wives and children
walk its length to measure the cold 
and forlorn monolith borne from the 
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