The Late Indian War: An Irish Broadside Ballad Composed by a Soldier of HM 54th Regiment

This combines the 1841 Afghan War, 1857 Revolt and the regiment’s travails at sea. Come gather round you Irishmen, till I relate this tale;‘Twill your hearts fill with grief and make your cheeks grow pale.Till I mourn the death of those boys, that brave and gallant band,Whose bones lie bleached upon India ‘s distant landFor… Read More The Late Indian War: An Irish Broadside Ballad Composed by a Soldier of HM 54th Regiment

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Freedom – Rabindranath Tagore

Freedom from fear is the freedomI claim for you my motherland!Freedom from the burden of the ages, bending your head,breaking your back, blinding your eyes to the beckoningcall of the future;Freedom from the shackles of slumber wherewithyou fasten yourself in night’s stillness,mistrusting the star that speaks of truth’s adventurous paths;freedom from the anarchy of destinywhole… Read More Freedom – Rabindranath Tagore

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End of Songs – Catie Lindsey

Another dead statistic dawns today, Contempt dissolved foundations love astray.    Malicious memories of miscarried mirth,    Repetitious resolving rends rebirth. Too far, too strange, oh we have now become. Decisions bleeding passions cold and numb.    My frozen frigid feelings fade to black    Behold the barracuda’s bitter back. Oblique sidewalks a house no… Read More End of Songs – Catie Lindsey

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The Depth In Your Imperfections – Laura Urbaniak

Condemned to be my truth inside,To you I’ve given all my pride,When our celestial stars collide,I’ll drain out all the tears I cried.For you alone have broken me,And threw out all my good debris. The depth in your imperfections,You destroyed all my perceptions,Connected a disconnection,Never wanting your affection,May the shadows keep you quiet,Wishing your secrets… Read More The Depth In Your Imperfections – Laura Urbaniak

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Ghazal-e-Irfani – Ayatollah Khomeini

Oh my Beloved!After witnessing your Infinite BeautyI become entangled.Seeing, the manifestation of Your GloryI become saturated with joy and ecstasy.I forget my own existenceand proclaimed the slogan – “I am the truth”,and like the Mansoor Hallajvolunteered my self for hanging.The agony and pain of your lovehas burnt my entire existence.That I become fed up with… Read More Ghazal-e-Irfani – Ayatollah Khomeini

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A Great Poem by Atal Bihari Vajpayee in the aftermath of Kargil War

Ek Nahi Do Nahi Karo Beeson Samjhote Par swatantra Bharat Ka Mastak Nahi Jhukega Aganit Balidano se Arjit Yeh Swatantrta Ashru, Shok, Shourya se sinchit yeh Swatantrta Tyag Tej Tapbal se Rakshit Yeh Swatantrta Dukhi Manujta ki hit Arpit yeh Swatantrta Ise Mitane ki Sajish Karnewalo se Keh Do Chingari Ka Khel Bura Hota Hai… Read More A Great Poem by Atal Bihari Vajpayee in the aftermath of Kargil War

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Columbus – Kamau Brathwaite

Columbus from his after-deck watched stars, absorbed in water,melt in liquid amber drifting through my summer air.Now with morning, shadows lifting,beaches stretched before him cold and clear. Birds circled flapping flag and mizzenmast: birds harshly hawking, without fear.Discovery he sailed for was so near. Columbus from his after-deck watched heights he hoped for,rocks he dreamed,… Read More Columbus – Kamau Brathwaite

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On the Banzai at Saipan – PFC Carl Dearborn — 4th Marine Division

I died for you today on a far off Pacific Island.If you are concerned, to say the least, I’ll tell you who I am…I’m the soldier and the sailor — I’m the airman and Marine…I’m the life blood of your nation — you sent me to this scene…I’m the one who loads the Amtracks…I’m the… Read More On the Banzai at Saipan – PFC Carl Dearborn — 4th Marine Division

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Ode (in ancient meter) – Mihai Eminescu

Hardly had I thought I should learn to perish;Ever young, enwrapped in my robe I wandered,Raising dreamy eyes to the star styled oftenSolitude’s symbol. All at once, however, you crossed my pathway –Suffering – you, painfully sweet, yet torture…To the lees I drank the delight of dying –Pitiless torment. Sadly racked, I’m burning alive like… Read More Ode (in ancient meter) – Mihai Eminescu

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Will not come back – Mamata Banerjee

Simple and touching… Crushed in grief, a mother and wifeAnxiously waiting the returnHoping their dear oneMay come backHoping the son will call out suddenly“Mother I am hungry, give me some food.”Not a grain in the houseFor so long the factory locked-outThe children keep the doors open wideHopefully waiting their father’s return each dayTo fling themselves… Read More Will not come back – Mamata Banerjee

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A Soldier’s Winter – A Soldier in Afghanistan by name Chris

What is this cold?Where is this whiteIs this real, or just a fleeting moment of life, of my lifeI see no longer the greens and reds,Where have the autumn leaves gone?This must be the first signs of a new winter?I see trees, I see sky, I see clouds,All winter white,Can I reach upward to touch… Read More A Soldier’s Winter – A Soldier in Afghanistan by name Chris

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The Tragedy of Afghanistan – Theodor Fontane(Trans Gabriele Campbell)

Snow like powder from the sky softly falls, When before Djelalabad a rider halts. “Who’s there” – “A cavalrist from Britain’s army A message from Afghanistan I carry.” Afghanistan. So weakly he’d said. Half the town around him had met; The British commander, Sir Robert Sale, Helped to dismount the man whose face was so… Read More The Tragedy of Afghanistan – Theodor Fontane(Trans Gabriele Campbell)

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On the Death of Prince Meshchersky – Gavrila Romanovich Derzhavin

O, Voice of time! O, metal’s clang! Your dreadful call distresses me, Your groan doth beckon, beckon me It beckons, brings me closer to my grave. This world I’d just begun to see When death began to gnash her teeth, Like lightening her scythe aglint, She cuts my days like summer hay. No creature thinks… Read More On the Death of Prince Meshchersky – Gavrila Romanovich Derzhavin

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The Rose of Tralee – Edward Mordaunt Spencer or William Pembroke Mulchinock

The pale moon was rising above the green mountains, The sun was declining beneath the blue sea; When I strayed with my love to the pure crystal fountain, That stands in the beautiful Vale of Tralee. She was lovely and fair as the rose of the summer, Yet ’twas not her beauty alone that won… Read More The Rose of Tralee – Edward Mordaunt Spencer or William Pembroke Mulchinock

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Bahadur Shah Zafar’s Epitaph Written by Himself

My heart has no repose in this despoiled land Who has ever felt fulfilled in this futile world? The nightingale complains about neither the sentinel nor the hunter Fate had decreed imprisonment during the harvest of spring Tell these longings to go dwell elsewhere What space is there for them in this besmirched heart? Sitting… Read More Bahadur Shah Zafar’s Epitaph Written by Himself

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Our Past

This is an Albanian poem written by I don’t know who, but Google Translate is giving fleeting glances of this as a very good poem. Basically, it’s about an exile thinking of his past is what I believe… Any help in translation or atleast the meaning of the poem? E KALUARA JONË E kaluara jonë… Read More Our Past

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The Poet’s Cry From the Prison He Died In – Mirash Ivanaj(Albanian)

THE POET’S CRY FROM THE PRISON HE DIED IN Farewell O life, farewell O world! Ploughed with poison, soaked with tears, Ground with flesh, kneaded with blood – O dreamworld strangling me for food. Executioners, what is your joy ? O jailers always watching me, What kind of heart or soul have you ? What… Read More The Poet’s Cry From the Prison He Died In – Mirash Ivanaj(Albanian)

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