Ode To Motherland
Thank The
Oh Lord
In lap placed
Where no one dares
High blue seas
On sides
Himalayas keep an eye on the tide
Rich in archives
Culture vibes
My Motherland
Nature revered
Revered are the stones
This my Motherland
poem by Sanjay Mehta
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Never rift
Do you really want your mother
To be with you?
Do you really love your motherland?
Do you really like your mothertongue?
Mother mothertongue motherland
All sacred and more than your life.
One who is really wise and learned
Love mother mothertongue motherland.
Mother mothertongue motherland is
The lifebreath bloodcirculation of
Our body and soul as well.
This world is our motherland in the
Broader sense and we all
Are brothers and sisters
With the same air same light same water
Same earth same sky
With the same emotion same thought.
Mother mothertongue motherland
Are precious and we are the
Bonafide sons and daughters
We never rift we all accept
Natures gift and go on and on
On this life towards super lift.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Dear Motherland Of France
DEDICATED TO THE MEN AND WOMEN OF FRANCE
Our Motherland, dear Motherland,
The source of beauty and of Art,
Who but thy children understand
The love which permeates each heart!
We see, through rainbow-tints of tears,
Thy glory of a thousand years.
O country of the Great and Free,
We live for thee, we live for thee,
Dear Motherland of France.
O Motherland, both blithe and brave,
What magic lies in thy name-France!
Yet can thy radiant mien be grave,
And stern thy ever-smiling glance.
And when thy sons and daughters know
That enemies would lay thee low
And dim thy fame on land and sea,
We fight for thee, we fight for thee,
Dear Motherland of France.
Dear Motherland of joy and mirth,
Dear Motherland of faith divine,
A thousand years the wondering earth
Has seen thy star in splendour shine.
Still shall it see that star of France
Its splendour and its light enhance.
Dear Motherland, when it need be
We die for thee, we die for thee,
Dear Motherland of France.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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On Patriotism (An acrostic)
You love your motherland –
One, where you were born and nurtured in
Unknown ways, most miraculously.
Love your Motherland with heart and soul;
Only your own country is the safest for you;
View its landscape, gorgeous and beautiful;
Every fellowman is your brethren.
You must be proud of its rich heritage;
One shouldn’t forget how freedom was got;
Unite against forces that separate;
Repay your country’s love by sacrifice.
May be, your country is not very rich;
Only its culture is so remarkable;
Traditions must be followed with pride;
Honor your national flag;
Every citizen is duty-bound;
Religions shouldn’t serve to foment fights;
Love the soil that feeds you all through life;
Astound the world by your patriotism;
Nothing’s more sacred and valuable than your Motherland;
Die, if need be, for your country’s sake!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 8-29-2008
poem by John Celes
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The Clarion Call
O! My Motherland,
Respond! Speak!
Why are you so down cast?
Why have your beats of heart become still?
Why is your fate bound with negritude?
Why does silence prevails on your lips?
Where are the guardians of motherland?
Why are your cities so plight ridden?
O! My Motherland,
Respond! Speak!
Somewhere glimmer all lamps,
Somewhere dance enchanting scenes,
Somewhere toss starving children,
Somewhere wheezes miserable life,
Why is it difficult to enkindle the lamps?
This is the dilemma of my motherland
O! My Motherland,
Respond! Speak!
Why are illuminated their houses?
Why are dark our dwellings?
In front of them the Life dances,
And our fate is inscribed with adorations,
Who has devised all these divisions?
Who has enmeshed us all?
O! My Motherland,
Respond! Speak!
Death dances all around,
Life is enfolded with smokes,
Somewhere toss the injured human beings,
Somewhere lie dead-bodies coffinless,
Where are the sentinels of peace?
Why has decay overshadowed the garden?
O! My Motherland,
Respond! Speak!
We shall have to up lift the eyes,
We shall have to enkindle the extinguished lamps,
We shall have to wipe out contents hatred,
We shall have to revitalize this garden,
We shall have to hold up the flag of righteousness,
This is the last part of all oppressions.
O! My Motherland,
Respond! Speak!
The heads will never stoop henceforth
Tough they are cut off,
Those who are on the way will never stop,
O! My enemy, test the mettle of your arms,
A flood of heads is heading onward.
Now who will dare hinder the heads?
Now who will encumber the clarion call?
The passionate heads are now bent upon
That our country will become an Eden-land.
O! My Motherland,
Respond! Speak!
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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From Motherland
From motherland, lands a spring of rivers that gushes out radio waves ontop; and descends down stream with cool water; That feeds our motherland. Look at her meanders, she sneaks into the green land; And sniffes Canaan of today. The head of all lands in her and stands firm in deep sea as a rock. She is an eagle but alioness, that roars on the feet of Mount Zion; and drives our hospitality, our land. As she dives out of the best African pot; from motherland she lies in her greenage.
poem by Paul Mwenelupembe
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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 sovereign Lord.
Enthrone Thyself in Nigeria's seat of power.
Make her edicts and laws Thy eternal word.
Let justice prevail in her courts by the hour.
Our flag will peace and industry symbolize,
whilst our history will always immortalize
the deeds and sacrifices of our heroes past.
Help us Lord to serve our beloved land with zest.
Nigeria the blessed will pervasive peace know,
even when the threats of tumults seem to flow.
Her crops and yields will neighbouring countries nourish,
from her fields that inexhaustibly flourish.
poem by Joseph C Ogbonna (14 September 2020)
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Def Jam In The Motherland
(Intro: LL Cool J)
Yeah, yeah, checkin' 'em out
Special shout-out, keepin' on
Check it out y'all, my man in the house...
(LL Cool J)
Corkunrun absolute killer of all
Take her blood, bouncin' heads like balls
Murderer, somethin' mutilater of Amiga
I get ill, so blood spills, everytime I speak
Drivin' Bombs that inveterate your ego
Suckers all weird, no let the best go migo
They talk and talk, I invade and take over
Forget Mako, you gonna need a make-over
I'm ferocious, animalistic, an animal
On the mic - I'm a cannibal
I eat livers, hearts, legs and arms
They crown me the King of doin' nothin' but harm
I'm two with the Universe and I'ma make you
diverse, make I kill quick, so you'll win from crew to hers
I'ma Titan, keepin' you frightened
I went to the Motherland, so now I'm enlightened
There's a...
(Chorus: LL Cool J)
Def Jam in the Motherland, Def Jam in the Motherland
Def Jam in the Motherland, in the Motherland
It's a Def Jam in the Motherland, Def Jam in the Motherland
Def Jam in the Motherland, in the Motherland
(LL Cool J)
For bow-take to far cynical of Egypt
Cool J I'm slay and I'm fully equipped
to decapatate, amputate and take titles
The legend of leather, I'ma real live idol
Damn I take souls, condemn we men
and make microphones men again and again
Cause, I'm blood thirsty watch and try to curse me
You'll lose the battle even if you out re-hearsed me
I'ma rip holes watch heads roll, like a mole
when I'm strollin' with my neck on a goal
My battles' like a blackout, you can't back out
Only difference, no time to feel a track out
It's a...
(Chorus: LL Cool J)
Def Jam in the Motherland, Def Jam in the Motherland
Def Jam in the Motherland, in the Motherland
It's a Def Jam in the Motherland, Def Jam in the Motherland
Def Jam in the Motherland, in the Motherland
(LL Cool J)
So come forward, admit you're guilty
Admit that your thoughts of New Jack killed me
Admit you were sleepin' on the skills of L
Now know that I handle mine, very well
I burn buildings, eat emcee's
Smack DJ's and tell the seated girls please
They try to jam hard, but I'ma fan God
And they could never get a piece of the man Todd
King Posse ruler and high roller
You losin' it son, your games' gettin' colder
It's a...
(Chorus: LL Cool J)
Def Jam in the Motherland, Def Jam in the Motherland
Def Jam in the Motherland, in the Motherland
It's a Def Jam in the Motherland, Def Jam in the Motherland
Def Jam in the Motherland, in the Motherland
(LL Cool J)
I'm a Monar, the Warlord of life
the eliminator, and I'ma score tonight
Somethin' like Murley, but it goes much deeper
Now just another rapper with a chain and a beeper
One sample is ample, four emcees'll get trampled
Bein' absent from God, I'ma give you sample
My vocabulary's legendary, my rumpy your temporary
So what your name in the bituary
Step back the conquerer spreads his wings
Kindergarten rappers, I'm back to change things
I rock the clearest, one hell of a learer
Since I can't miss and I'm kinda like a chemist
When I put a potion together it's splendid and fatal
You can never make a move on me cause you're still premado
Grip the mic tight sometimes I get calasis
And when I'm through you face baralysis
I'm gettin' thinner, watch me eat dinner
I'm down to skinner beginner to be a winner
It's a...
(Chorus: LL Cool J)
Def Jam in the Motherland, Def Jam in the Motherland
Def Jam in the Motherland, in the Motherland
It's a Def Jam in the Motherland, Def Jam in the Motherland
Def Jam in the Motherland, in the Motherland
(LL Cool J)
Who gets the roughest, you know the answer
You're a dandelion, I'm a panther
When I pick up the mic, as my fist see mo'
King of Rackadochio, I'm magnifigo
When I rock, hearts roll on and walk bad
Cause I know it's makes the face-sucker-ducks mad
I came back to smack wifes and pull cards
Introducin' the original Todd
Just like a bloodhound but I got this spellbound
Your rhymes are snowbound and I can throwdown
I'm like a thundercloud, I drop heavy
Hold steady, get ready, your petti confetti
Techniques and styles - they ain't ready
Ah, ah, yeah - full of horsepower and I'ma devour
Stay clean when I scream you're soft las cauliflower
I set the track and record you like a brown mouse
Then flick and do a Bruce Lee 'roundhouse
No threat exist, no man can stand
say mic check and expect to take the man
(Chorus: LL Cool J)
Def Jam in the Motherland, Def Jam in the Motherland
Def Jam in the Motherland, in the Motherland
It's a Def Jam in the Motherland, Def Jam in the Motherland
Def Jam in the Motherland, in the Motherland, uh
song performed by by LL Cool J
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The concept that an artist would be revered by popular culture is an immediate dismissal of his relevance as an artist.
quote by Thomas Kinkade
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The idea of motherland is not a false idea, but it is a little idea, and one which must remain little. There is only one common good. There is only one moral duty, only one truth, and every man is the shining recipient and guardian of it. The present understanding of the idea of motherland divides all these great ideas, cuts them into pieces, specializes them within impenetrable circles. We meet as many national truths as we do nations, and as many national duties, and as many national interests and rights — and they are antagonistic to each other.
quote by Henri Barbusse
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The Patriot's Sonnet V
O how gloriously sweet to sleep on Motherland’s chest
While the lively flag waves for love and unity at high
Where peace and hope are rising like sun in far East
And citizens, for the nation, they would gladly die,
Yet the countrymen still at confuse and ask: Why?
Why there live such persons who greed for power?
Then why there exist public servants who abuse?
Why there reigns corruption and great poverty?
Then why elect some if there’s nothing to choose?
Why war never ends from all the wrong impression?
And why tears of blood are the price for reformation?
O how gloriously sweet to wake up on Motherland’s chest
While the dying country breaks the chains of passivity
And where poverty is setting like a sun in far West.
poem by Raymond Cabrera
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Ring, rang, rung and ringing!
Alas! Former Sri Lankan President Mrs. Chandrika.Kumaratunge
Known as 'Madam' has been appointed as an adviser for South Asian Affairs for UNESCO.
What a pity?
There are really deep rooted intellectuals on our precious motherland
Who are still teaching under thatched remote schools?
Madam's well-to-do parents sent her to France for higher studies
And blunt the commoner's knowledge purposely.
The ridiculous thing is she has ungratefully deleted the motherland in the progress list before taking her responsible post.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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The Bugler
God dreamed a man;
Then, having firmly shut
Life like a precious metal in his fist
Withdrew, His labour done. Thus did begin
Our various divinity and sin.
For some to ploughshares did the metal twist,
And others—dreaming empires—straightway cut
Crowns for their aching foreheads. Others beat
Long nails and heavy hammers for the feet
Of their forgotten Lord. (Who dares to boast
That he is guiltless?) Others coined it: most
Did with it—simply nothing. (Here again
Who cries his innocence?) Yet doth remain
Metal unmarred, to each man more or less,
Whereof to fashion perfect loveliness.
For me, I do but bear within my hand
(For sake of Him our Lord, now long forsaken)
A simple bugle such as may awaken
With one high morning note a drowsing man:
That wheresoe'er within my motherland
That sound may come, 'twill echo far and wide
Like pipes of battle calling up a clan,
Trumpeting men through beauty to God's side.
poem by Frederick William Harvey
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I worship
I worship no other
Except motherland and only mother
One who gave me birth?
And motherland who gives me refuge on death
My land must daily witness rising sun
Where there can be only silenced gun
There is no scope for violence or quarrel
Only to make inroad with struggle
What should be seen in my eye?
What all I should seek and try?
Powerful wings and capacity to fly
All I may need is enough of space in sky
I wish everybody a great success
Right to live and place with access
Love to live and trust among all
I wish that forms day's call
I want Bhanu* (sun) to rise
Make everybody to wonder and surprise
What all we can do for our motherland?
Make it beautiful on earth as wonderland
My eyes must witness green fields
Nice crops with greater yield
People must enjoy and farmers should rejoice
That is my dream and I whole heartedly promise
Let borders remain at peace
Life too should remain wonderful and at ease
We should miss not wealth but natural health
Minds at rest and not wrapped as stealth
I pray for all and even to myself
Let treasure come out from sea shelf
Benefit to all and to my country people
Let them enjoy freedom that has come after great struggle
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Hail to you!
Victory to you, O Most Auspicious One, O Abode of Sublimity and Eternal Delight! O Goddess of Freedom, O Triumphant One, We salute you!
O Embodiment of our National Life-Force, O Goddess of Freedom, Of Virtue and Prosperity Supreme Queen you are!
In this darkness of Slavery, O Goddess of Freedom, Alone gleaming in the sky A bright and Shining Star you are! O Goddess of Freedom, You are the blush that prospers, On cheeks as soft as flowers, On flowers as soft as cheeks! You are the Radiance of the Sun, the Depth of the Ocean, O Goddess of Freedom, Without you their worth is naught!
You are the Liberation from the Cycle of Birth and Death, O Goddess of Freedom, hailed as the Supreme Soul By the Yogis of the Vedas you are! All that is most supreme and noble, So very magnificent and oh, so very sweet, O Goddess of Freedom, All your companions are!
Soaked in the villain's blood-You are! Worshipped by noble men-You are! O Goddess of Freedom, The entire Creation surrenders unto you! Life is to die for You, Death is to live without You, O Giver of Boons, We await the time when you shall Clasp Our Motherland to your bosom! O Goddess of Freedom, O Triumphant One, We salute you!
Even Lord Shankar covets Our Himalayas, The Mighty Mountains of Terraced Snow, O, why does it not please you to sport here? Why O, why do you forsake the bountiful Ganga? Her stream, glowing like the moonshine, Is not it a worthy mirror for even the Apsaras?
O Freedom! What did you lack in this Golden Land? Is there not a fresh Kohinoor bloom for your braid each day? Here is The Bounteous One, Our very own Motherland, Why O, why did you push her away? O, why did your Motherly love of old wither away? O, so anguished is my soul! For she is now but a slave to others, Why O, why did you abandon her so, Answer me, I pray! O Goddess of Freedom, O Triumphant One, We salute you!
[Translated by Anurupa Cinar]
poem by Vinayak Damodar Savarkar
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Golden Dusts from the Gleams of Love
when the golden dusts yet etching by the faith of trust
from somewhere within yet spilling into the milieu
as I feel yet fateful in deep ecstasy of nights
and I love the images of love when being refluxed
from the shadow of my dream as sourced by the faith of love.
yet the dream of love a stance yet unequalled
by the touch of the rainbow in all its secrets
as the splashing of the waves of gleams when eternal
are the raves up as the sacred hue as the blue moon
never yet end then there still persists till our time
onto the mingling of the tide even if ebbing yet
all the bits of dusts golden as subsumed into the totality
when in uplifting the soul by embracing the gleams
as when revered by the truth of love when divine
the dusts of bliss yet whispers the love when aspired
swell into the sky high in honor of the glory of faith
and the gleams of love onto the sea slushing when abased
when glimmered by the blue moon and the blue sea
yet in embracing the love in truth of trust by the faith of love
poem by Dr subhendu kar
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At my feet!
I lay my soul at your view
You: daughter of my land.
Tears trickling down,
Like the gems found…
In there streams,
Of my motherland.
Present to you, I
A bowl of silence,
Collect with imagination
an’ oft dreams…
of mystic a beast,
an’ as curious a rider,
my strange an’ beautiful companion.
Daughter of my land,
Charmed I am, by your composure.
Timid are your ears being…
quiver such they,
at my play of words.
For I speak a piercing truth,
an’ your heart knows it too.
At my feet,
Stand I on quick sand.
Saving every little breath,
To savor a moment with a strange kiss,
From an animated life,
Power beyond this silly wish.
With a daughter of my land
A promise treasured,
To me
by she, at my feet,
my motherland.
poem by Merlin Mwaura
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Resurrect the old culture.
The culture is rich
Where guilt, conscience and shame warn.
The culture is fair
Where repercussion and prosecution warn.
The culture is poor
Where escape is the root to success.
Culture stands for name.
Greed and insecurity have marred it.
It is high time for parents
To ask their children to resurrect the old.
02.05.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Remember those Martyrs
Remember those, who sacrificed their lives,
Remember those, who died for our safer life,
Remember those, who never returned home,
Didn't abandon their guns, wet in blood though.
We were eating cakes, they were facing bullets,
We were dancing in clubs, they were missing inmates,
Laying on bed of death they wished best to countrymen,
Not caring self, they went on the voyage to heaven.
Remember those braves, our land who protected.
Remember those soldiers, left us behind; indebted.
They were proud of country, we are proud of them.
They would live forever, who died for the motherland.
They didn't fight for power or fame, wealth or gain;
They had a commitment and love for the motherland.
Gun hanged on his shoulder, portrait of a soldier;
have hanged in my room, his sacrifice I always remember.
(c) S D Tiwari
poem by S.D. Tiwari
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We shall fight to the last to free our Motherland.
quote by Ziaur Rahman
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I made it to protect the motherland.
quote by Mikhail Kalashnikov
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