Indian Woman Blues
Indian
Woman
It is time that
You live like the rest
Of the people in
North
America
Because You don't live
In
India anymore
And
North
America
Is not
India
Indian
Woman
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Viceroy Sonata
I am the king called Viceroy
And in my ship I sail the Red Sea
All the way to North America because I want to see the other world
That the people call the American dream
But I know that is not easy to migrate to North America
Because if you want to stay you will need to apply for a green card
And you will be a gringo for the rest of your life
But I don't have any plans to live in North America
But my plans is just to visit North America and that is all
Because I am a jew and I belong in Telaviv that is my birth place
poem by Aldo Kraas
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A true Of universal
Some budy
Told
I am india...N...
S ome budy told...
Some time i am indian...
On school
Prayer time time told
I am indian...
But...
I did not feel
Indian...
India is
my birth place
ok...
But...
I am not a indian...
Why...?
I am...
I did not write hindhi...
I am Live in tamil nadu state
My mother also speak in tamil...
Sourindings peopls all are
Speak tamil...
So...
I am not a indian...
It is very poor word for me...
I am tamilan...
It is ok...
For me...
But...
This think also
Not good...
I am a one of world city zen...
That always unversel true...
Thats i want...
Thats i love and like...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Every Man (And Woman)
if every man in America
could reach his own member
with his own mouth,
we wouldnt have a problem
with gay rights!
if every man and woman
in America knew they were
as responsible for their thoughts
as for their actions...
we'd all be on death row!
if every man and woman
in America spent as much time
trying to help their neighbors
as they spend trying to get ahead...
we'd all be taken care of!
if every man and woman
in America were color blind,
we'd have equality!
if every man and woman
in America were honest with
themselves, we'd have justice.
if every man and woman
in America got off their but
and on their feet
we could do something
about this mess!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Indian culture is the best like gold
Indian culture is the best like gold
India hath need of cultured men,
A gun or bomb may convert into a pen,
Educated men have a royal hold,
All women must be literate and bold,
And all dress as per their religions,
Way of living depends upon their regions,
Old is gold as we have been told,
And we all live with our fore – fathers!
But we think as lucky and blessed,
For humanity sake we help to others,
As the citizens of India we are addressed,
So as all the states are our brothers,
In the golden words Indian culture is expressed.
Mazid-s-Kazi
poem by INDIA Mazid S Kazi
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India
India, India, India
India, India, clarified butter from the holy cow
India, India, India
I'm a pauper bereft of spiritual vision
Looking for a guru such a decision
India, India, India
Clarified butter from the holy cow
India, India, India
I'm a conscious consumer
but there's nothing to consume
Lotus flowers are still in bloom in
India, India, India
India, India, clarified butter from the holy cow
India, India, India
India, India
India, India
song performed by by X-Ray Spex
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Bharat Versus India
India that is Bharat
Is not same as
Bharat that is India.
Bharat no more with India
India no more with Bharat
India can not substitute Bharat.
I am insearch of Bharat
And Bharat is no more with me.
I am an Indian
And I am proud to be an Indian.
Alas!
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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America–A Black Wall
(1)
The brand is that of Harnam Das, but the benefit goes to America
The fools are trying that the sun of America does not set.
The poor had tears in their eyes in the past, they are still in sorrow.
Birla is celebrating Diwali, but the oil burning in his lamp belongs to America.
All the oppressed of the world have discovered this secret,
That America has encamped under the shades of the wealthy.
America is just a broker, everybody knows this fact.
That’s why, O friend, I detest the name of America.
To live at the strength of others is not a manly thing.
We will recognise you Jalib, if you reject the obligation of America.
(2)
India belongs to me, and Pakistan too is mine.
But America has pitched its tent in both the countries.
While eating the wheat given in aid, we have been cheated.
Don’t ask us, how much we’ve praised America’s whims and vagaries.
Even then, this valley of flowers is surrounded by magazines.
India belongs to me, and Pakistan too is mine.
O Khan Bahadur, you must break ties with Englishmen.
Their hands have reached again up to our collars.
Macmillan could not be yours, how could you think that Kennedy is with you.
India belongs to me, and Pakistan too is mine.
This land, O dear friend, is the land of workers and peasants.
A few households won’t be allowed to rule this land.
How long will last the night of repression, the dawn is come.
India belongs to me, and Pakistan too is mine.
(Translated from the Urdu by: Arjumand Ara)
poem by Habib Jalib
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Rise and Set
I am here in India
Where are you not known to me
And I must say America.
America is not I'm sure
Beyond my reach
There in America I can teach.
My lifestyle in India is like
That of America and I'm sure
There is no difference
Between rise and set
And I rise and you set.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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United, we stand t
Sachin blasts; the crowd applauds.
A gold for shooting; we’re proud.
A.R.Rahman makes us bask.
India grows; so do Indians.
All these things are happening
Cutting across barriers
Of regions and religions,
With caste and creed buried.
Which has made it possible?
The Republic of India
And we as its citizens:
The identity connecting.
India must be there; guard it.
India must progress; serve it.
Be Indian and buy Indian.
Stand for and by Indians.
Divided by jealousy,
Exploited by betrayal,
India yielded to invasions.
The history must not repeat.
Identity as Indian must stand
Before any kind of identity.
Be there concern for fellow Indians.
Divided we fall; united we stand.
Janganmana binds us
As our National Anthem.
Let us sing it with the same spirit
With which our grandparents sang.
28.10.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Think Back, O Indian!
O Indian, O Indian!
Why not you think awhile?
How came your freedom?
How came this soil?
How came your brothers?
Why do you toil?
What’s your heritage?
What’s your love?
What’s your advantage?
Just think it now.
O Indian, O Indian!
Why don’t you muse awhile?
What makes up India?
What are its states?
What are its rivers?
Who are your mates?
Whose blood in you flows?
Who are your neighbors?
Why fight with brothers?
Just think it now.
O Indian, O Indian!
Why not you brood awhile?
What are your dangers?
What integrates?
What are your misgivings?
How do you solve?
Where’s your heart now?
Where is your soul?
Where’s your peace of mind?
Just think it now.
poem by John Celes
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The Dearest Daughter Of Mother India
The dearest daughter of Mother India
You are the queen of inimitable stature
None can describe your real feature
You led a holy fight
Against the British might
You are known for your incomparable valour
And have reached heavenly parlour
The noblest daughter of mother India
A horror and terror to the wicked East India
You rode on a white horse
None could stop your force
you were the divine source
your sword was resplendent ofcourse
You are invincible in warfare
For your life you did never care
The woman of Golden will
And have stood on the Renown hill
You are a true Indian woman
A pious daughter and a chaste wife
And sacrificed your life
To remove the people’s strife
You are a perennial source of inspiration
Mother India embrace your patriotic vision
I always remember your divine name
And fix your photo in my heart with a golden frame
poem by Venkata Lakshmi Narasimharao
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Prosperity Vavroovahana Patra
Country smiles seeing young boy’s employment;
Parents enthuse with enchantment.
India is praised with her prosperity;
In all citizens play waves of delight.
Country’s dignity, prestige depends on individual’s employment;
Brotherly love, parent’s love increases with merriment.
Economical power enhances gradually;
India is honoured in the World cordially.
Country becomes prosperous though with poverty;
Most people live peacefully with delight.
India exports products for wealth;
People of all classes live with mirth.
Modern technology earns foreign coin delightfully;
Indian people spending less money live gaily.
The Country proceeds on the path of progress enthusiastically.
Children smile delightfully.
Mother Mahalaxmee Bleesth India with Prosperity;
Country smiles gaily.
Guys and girls entertain with delight;
All surrender on the feet of Almighty.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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Vande Mataram
India, my native-place, is a land of spirituality,
A symbol of great culture and civilization,
Where a host of people visit to quench their thirst of knowledge,
And to learn a lesson of love, truth, non-violence, peace and purity,
I’m proud of being an Indian, a child of Mother-India:
Who shelters all—friend or enemy, and,
Always a source of devotion and inspiration,
And I'm proud to be an Indian,
Now my heart and mind shout 'Vande Mataram'.
poem by Dr. P. K. Verma
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India Independence Day
India is a nation
Pride and bright
Its not people or misdeed
India is extraterrestrial music
Music of India is for globe wide
From far and wide corner of the world
India is a reality of significance of life.
I am proud to be Indian
Serve my country to strengthen
Ties with globe far and wide
To the height of sky blue
I Love my India
Motherland of beauty -India
Visit once life time
Feel the love of Indians
Charming guys and pretty ladies
Scrolling down the valley
Life of freedom to it imagination
Imagination of love and joy
Experience of India is unforgettable
Minute round words of magical glow
I love your India chanting by you
Oh...Yes … I love my India - Jai Hind
copyright: 15th August 2010
Written by Ezna Stephna
Fiji
To mark - 15th August Independence Day
poem by Ezna Stephna
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To You
To you...
You know where and who you are!
You are in India,
England
Africa
And other places sparkling far.
You are in Ireland
Germany
Australia...
And the Philippines.
In Isreal
Russia
Iraq and Iran...
And so many places I have not seen!
China and France...
North and South Korea.
Japan
Taiwan and Guam.
And my wishes carry beyond!
East Coast
West Coast
The North and South of America...
To places I have gone!
Jamaica, The Virgin Islands
Haiti and Cuba too!
There is so many of us alike,
We argue and fight,
Just like family members do!
We all know that is true.
And to those I did not mention...
Believe me I know you are there!
To you and the others which I did refer by name...
I just want to say to you and you alone,
Without you here it would be so very clear...
Where we now live,
Would not be the same!
No matter how you look, speak...
Or seek to acquire fame.
And to you I want it known,
That love expressed inside of us...
Came from One Entity!
And 'that' we all can claim!
To you this life was given to live.
And for you it comes to be as it is...
A life to be lived and given to maintain,
To you!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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At a time when we are facing threats from nations such as North Korea and Iran, and attempting to convince others such as India and Pakistan to become responsible nuclear powers, it is vital that America reclaims the leadership we once had on arms control.
quote by Ellen Tauscher
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A Village In Orissa, India
-Where Persecution of the Indian Christian Continues Unabated
A nun was raped by a gang of men;
A priest was beaten; his eyes gouged off;
And he finally died!
Churches were torched;
Sexual assaults are rampant;
Women and children were not spared;
Many were beaten and even maimed;
Some are missing;
Many were burnt alive;
Crowds have run to the shelter of forests;
Homes of Christians have been destroyed;
Many were driven naked in the streets!
Christians of this village live in fear;
Some have reconverted to Hindu faith to keep their lives;
Yet, the Indian Christian was always known for his non-violence;
If someone converts, it is the ‘will of God’.
And such things happen in a secular, democratic country like India!
And while all these terrible things are happening,
The rest of India - people, press, politicians, police
SLEEP
The world goes on as usual;
Perhaps, the beginning of new persecution of Indian Christians
And blood of new Christian martyrs
Is needed to cleanse the land
Of its sins!
God save these poor souls!
Please Jesus, forgive the perpetrators.
WILL NOT THE WORLD AWAKE
TO STOP THE ATROCITIES?
poem by John Celes
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My India
MR VAVROO VAHANA PATRA, ODISHA, INDIA.
(Dedicated to Anna Hazare)
MY INDIA
Majestic are her mountains;
Melodious are her fountains.
Splendid are her vast oceans;
Mysterious is God’s creation.
India is rich in rivers
And beautiful innocent creatures
God endowed Earth with Nature;
This is the art of the Supreme power
Lovely are the flowers & creepers;
Nature fulfils all creatures’ desires.
Birds fly in the sky merrily.
Poets depicts them in verses gaily
Mild breeze blows day & night.
Deities, devotees, poets, live with delight.
My India is an abode of Gods & hermits,
People of all religion live in it.
They live under the umbrella of democracy
Politics works hand-in- hand with bureaucracy
Industrialist providing employment develop the nation
Honest politicians serve the poor in God’s creation
India smiles with many a film industry
Film stars enchant us with their beauty
Co-operation is the pride of Indian citizens
Poets and scientists bring forth new creation.
Thank you jai hind, cell- +919853390060
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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India’s Freedom After Freedom
The people’s struggle against corruption
The non-violent war against corruption
The revolution making all money, white
The struggle by the people, for the people
The new awakening of a modern India.
The giant step to cleanse mal-functioning systems
The call to make India truly progressive
The need to make workable laws
The need to make India self-sustaining
The bid to free India ofF its intriguing problems
Let money not be thine master
Let things become more transparent
Let lucre not allure the citizens
Let sense of decorum and duty prevail
Let patriotism fill all Indian hearts.
Let discrimination of all sorts vanish
Let injustice and inequality be removed
Let taxes be levied in feasible manner
Let persons be accountable, responsible
Let black-money and money-laundering be wiped out.
Let price-rise be controlled firmly
Let tax-money fully benefit the country-men
Let harmony and brotherhood prevail
Let sanctity of life become universal
Let atrocities of all sorts be abolished.
Let inhumane practices be prohibited
Let common man not suffer humiliation
Let authorities not misuse power
Let basic amenities be provided to all
Let clout and recommendation disappear
Let labour be decently remunerated
Let citizens reap the fruits of their toil
Let all Indians breathe the air of freedom
Let love and oneness prevail amongst Indians
Let Indians live with honour and happiness.
Let all Indian states be truly integrated
Let divisive forces be stifled by solidarity
Let all Indians live in unity and security
Let India prosper in all ways, always
Let a good democracy rule India here-after.
Dedicated with reverence to a true Gandhian disciple
The Hero of the Indian nation, Anna Hazare
Copyright by Dr John Celes 18-08-11
poem by John Celes
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America
(Francis Scott Key)
Oh, say, can you see
By the dawn's early light
What so proudly we hailed
At the twilight's last gleaming
Whose broad stripes and bright stars
Through the perilous fight
O'er the ramparts we watched were so
Gallantly streaming?
America, America, America
America, America, America
And the rocket's red glare
The bombs bursting in air
Gave proof through the night
That our flag was still there
Oh, say, does that star
Spangled banner yet wave
Over the land of the free
And the home of the brave!
America, America, America
America, America, America
America, America, America
America, America, America
America, America, America
America, America
ooohhh
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