English Poems Archive

Indepedence Day

Posted July 25, 2014 By Raj Shekhar Rana

 

The tea went in the sea
It started with a Big Bang
Brave men longed to be free
long before the bell rang

The war took its toll
though battles were won
Liberty was the goal
of almost everyone

In order to form a perfect union
The preamble was written
as they offered a communion
before the soldiers were smitten

Ideals stood firm in the revolution,
some have been lost along the way,
as democracy is another evolution.
Nothing’s louder than Independence Day

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Bedlam in Burbia

Posted July 24, 2014 By Raj Shekhar Rana

The fireflies were still out
just before sunrise
should have known something was wrong
When even the morning doves didn’t sing their song

The morbid popping sounds in the distance
Of left over pyrotechnic disturbance
hackneyed excitement turned excrement
floating down to the square miswatered lawns
That finds itself firmly uneducating
the late July sky

Never before has black gun powder
Ever unleashed a sound scarier
As my brow scrunched and my head cocked
I stepped out of the shower
went and peeked out my door unlocked

To my horror I stood by shell-shocked
As my eyes blurred and my jaw dropped
a harbinger of slashing fierce pit bull terrier
mercilessly shredding a young child by instinct behavior

As my shower towel fell
that moment when sonic sound stands still
Seems the newly purchased “Lord Byron”
is not what he seems,
Resonating residential urban echoing screams

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21 days to freedom

Posted July 24, 2014 By Raj Shekhar Rana

Two numbers that can change a memory.
A human brain needs time to change,
like the cycle of the moon
or sand falling through glass,
we require twenty-one days.

A cigarette burns like a beacon,
it removes doubt and muddles your mind,
it strokes your inner thoughts and whispers,
Oh so gently into your ear,
this life is just a little drag.

That shot glass fits finger and thumb,
like picking up a part that has fallen off.
It’s sweet innards carry us away from here,
to a reality that needs no coping,
a place where we are equal
even in our daughters eyes.

A change of attitude turns slowly,
the meek bloom from extinguished self doubt,
a feel of real worth bathes their fears
washing them away forever,
a new man, a new start.

Twenty-one days later
the cigarette is cancer on a stick
the shot glass is a bullet in your hand,
A brain can be reprogrammed.

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A Dream Within A Dream

Posted July 22, 2014 By Raj Shekhar Rana

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow–
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand–
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep–while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?

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Hapi Bufday

Posted July 22, 2014 By Raj Shekhar Rana

It’s anoda special day that comes once a year
a day where conversations fill the air
a day you dance and forget all your fears
a day you party and merry
puttin’ behind your problems and things that make you weary…

It’s a day that goes down the memory lane
a day your mum felt so much pain
and almost faint
but all this was like it never happened
’cause the joy of you been born has overclouded the wail…

Funny jokes and laughs out loud
is what you’ll get, ’cause we’ll be your crowd
don’t worry, it’s not gonna be rowdy
but composed and it will just be dandy
and we’ll make sure there’s a lot of candy…

We shall dance all through the night
with the stars sparkling bright
dining and winein tight
until our spirit are truly light
and pray all things stay right…

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A Guinea Pig

Posted July 21, 2014 By Raj Shekhar Rana

There was a little guinea pig,
Who being little, was not big;
He always walked upon his feet,
And never fasted when he eat.

When from a place he run away,
He never at the place did stay;
And while he run, as I am told,
He never stood still for young or old.

He often squeaked, and sometimes violent,
And when he squeaked he never was silent.
Though never instructed by a cat,
He knew a mouse was not a rat.

One day, as I am certified,
He took a whim, and fairly died;
And as I am told by men of sense,
He never has been living since.

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A Child’s Evening Prayer

Posted July 21, 2014 By Raj Shekhar Rana

Ere on my bed my limbs I lay,
God grant me grace my prayers to say:
O God! preserve my mother dear
In strength and health for many a year;
And, O! preserve my father too,
And may I pay him reverence due;
And may I my best thoughts employ
To be my parents’ hope and joy;
And O! preserve my brothers both
From evil doings and from sloth,
And may we always love each other
Our friends, our father, and our mother:
And still, O Lord, to me impart
An innocent and grateful heart,
That after my great sleep I may
Awake to thy eternal day! Amen

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An Angel For A Friend

Posted July 16, 2014 By Raj Shekhar Rana

I have the greatest friend on earth
Sisters by God but not by birth
I owe her a lot for all she has done for me
Without her in my life I am not sure where I’d be
We will be best friends forever until we die
We have certain jokes that no one would understand but her and I
Together we share our life story
We look for good in others glory
She is amazing every single day
I admire and look up to her in every way
She understands me and I don’t have to explain
She brings her sunshine to the rain
Someone sent by god to do great things
One of heaven’s angels with no visible wings
If you ever meet Amanda then you will see
Why she is the definition of the greatest friend to me.
Amanda, thanks for always being there for me
You have shown me just how best friends should be!

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Poem About Getting Caught Up In Life

Posted July 16, 2014 By Raj Shekhar Rana

As I think of our friendship, I begin to see
Mere words can’t describe what you mean to me.
When this cold, hard world has me lonesome and blue
I look up to see my angel, my sweet angel, you.

You dry the tears that fall from my eyes.
You bring me sunshine to brighten my sky.
You rescue me when I’m scared and alone
And take my hand to lead me home.

No matter the miles that keep us apart
We’re always together in each other’s hearts
Sometimes we take for granted, I fear,
The ones who are so close and dear.

We get so caught up in life and things we must do
Sometimes we forget to stop and say I love you.
If ever you felt I forgot or didn’t care
Let me stop right now, my true feelings I’ll share.

You’re the sun in my sky, the bed where I lie.
You’re the home where I’m safe, the field where I play.
You’re everything I am, everything I do.
So what I am saying is I LOVE YOU!

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Our Pride, Our Flag

Posted July 15, 2014 By Raj Shekhar Rana

The American Flag means much to all,
opportunity for some, to better their lot.
Life in freedom the dream to live out,
ponder the Red, White and Blue.

Sacrifice of blood the seed of liberty,
responsibility to all to keep the treasure.
Fight or vote your duty is sure.
Pay tribute to the Red, White and Blue.

Bravery in sacrifice displayed by red,
purity of liberty, shown in white.
Justice for all within the blue.
Freedom colors; Red, White and Blue.

One star now for each of fifty states,
First thirteen states one stripe for each.
Unity in diversity is our union’s strength.
Power shown in the Red, White and Blue.

The union of white stars on blue,
when flag displayed, is on the left.
Red, white stripes stretching right.
Display it right the Red, White and Blue.

As we read from left to right,
display the flag to prominent left.
When on the platform it’s to your right.
Salute with pride the Red, White and Blue.

The American Flag the pride of all,
of conservative right to liberal left.
Consider freedom, consider truth,
do it proud for the Red, White and Blue.

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