Best Frontiers Poems

It's good to feel you are close to me in the night, love,
invisible in your sleep, intently nocturnal,
while I untangle my worries
as if they were twisted nets.
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In Memoriam: Robert Lowell

I can make out the rigging of a schooner
a mile off; I can count
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Do you remember when
in winter
we reached the island?
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High on a throne of royal state, which far
Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind,
Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand
Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold,
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To achieve something great in the world you need Passion
To fulfill vision, a great leader’s courage comes from Passion
Whatever it may be, you must find your Passion
If passion drives you, let reason hold the reins
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I
THE BRIDE

Where have You hidden Yourself,
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WHISPERS of heavenly death, murmur'd I hear;
Labial gossip of night--sibilant chorals;
Footsteps gently ascending--mystical breezes, wafted soft and low;
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YEARS of the modern! years of the unperform'd!
Your horizon rises--I see it parting away for more august dramas;
I see not America only--I see not only Liberty's nation, but other
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Many are the deceivers:
The suburban matron,
proper in the supermarket,
list in hand so she won't suddenly fly,
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LIFE MODERN
Moored mindsets to addictive myths
spoor innr barbarians.
Dry stares, wry smiles and wary lengths
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You have the grit and the guts, I know;
You are ready to answer blow for blow
You are virile, combative, stubborn, hard,
But your honor ends with your own back-yard;
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(To have been read before the statue of Lafayette and Washington in Paris, on Decoration Day, May 30, 1916).

I
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Aim for the moon, if not the Mars;
Aim for the stars but avoid wars;
Aim for frontiers, without a fence;
Aim for world-peace, co-existence.
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Oh! Mercifull God
I do see the services of
Jawans in the frontiers keeping vigil
Protecting the sovereignty of the holy soil
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Be there as the highest peak
Not essentially to differ
Not eventually to conjure
Be there as a genuine will
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First there is the wind but not like the familiar wind but long and without lapses or falling away or surges of air as is
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The snow will dust the roadway,
And load the roofs still more.
I'll stretch my legs a little:
You're there outside the door.
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A sudden bliss has seized my mind,
And to a mountain peak it carries me
Up where the wind's forgotten how to stir the trees;
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You are the apple of my eye,
My heart's delight:
I am remote from my valley,
To me you are the Burning Bush of Sinai!
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The Russian march is soft and slow,
Through dust and heat, or slush and snow,
When the Russian skies hang grey and low
To the frontiers far where the Russians go;
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I
A night the half-moon was like a dancing-girl,
No, like a drunkard's last half-dollar
Shoved on the polished bar of the eastern hill-range,
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The succession of day and night
Is the architect of events.
The succession of day and night
Is the fountain-head of life and death.
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Dramatis Personae
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crescent moon hangs in nightmares
swords were charmed to defy
empty hearts turn to dust
vanished in disguise
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Thin as hair are the shadows of sunset
When they follow drawn-out every tree.
On the road through the forest the post-girl
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Those who say Gord Struth; those who say Swelp Me -
pensioned soldiers and sailors, the wreckage of Empire -
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I
Sweet appletree, your branches delight me,
Luxuriantly budding my pride and joy!
I will put before the lord of Macreu,
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Our duty

No one can question
One's relation
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Noiseless wrinkles
on our forehead
the frontiers of history,
shed oblique glances
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There is a parable in the pathless cloud,
There's prophecy in heaven,--they did not lie,
The Chaldee shepherds; seal-ed from the proud,
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It was Peter the Barbarian put an apron in his bag
And rolled up the honoured bundle that Australians call a swag;
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To T. B. M.
IN the crowd that thronged the pierhead, come to see their friends take ship
For new ventures in seafaring, when the hawsers were let
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This window,
how do I
define it?
Where do I
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'Sirs! may I shake your hands?
My countrymen, I see!
I've lived in foreign lands
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They left the vine-wreathed cottage and the mansion on the hill,
The houses in the busy streets where life is never still,
The pleasures of the city, and the friends they cherished best:
For love they faced the wilderness -- the Women of the West.
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LVI
Guascher and Raiphe in valor like there was.
The one and other Guido, famous both,
Germer and Eberard to overpass,
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(some information taken
from “American Profile”,
Feb.17-23,2008)
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(dedicated to Manga lovers)

Romance
Friendship
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Contention of Sa’di with a Disputant concerning Wealth and Poverty

I saw a man in the form but not with the character of a dervish, sitting in an assembly, who had begun a quarrel; and, having opened the record of complaints, reviled wealthy men, alleging at last that the hand of power of dervishes to do good was tied and that the foot of the intention of wealthy men to do good was broken.
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The table was filled with many objects

The wild tribesmen in the hills,
whose very robes were decorated with designs
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Through pastel winds of evermore
I blaze my way
Upward and onward
Climbing impossible mountains of chagrin
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I was friendly with a woman once.
It was an unusual experience.
There were certain innate boundaries
and the inevitably marked frontiers.
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Delicate, so frail now, almost
apologetic for their presence,
like the longtime bed-bound
taking their first unaccompanied walk,
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Deep in the sloping forest that surrounds
The head of a green valley that I know,
Spread the fair gardens and ancestral grounds
Of Bellinglise, the beautiful chateau.
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Like some weak lords, neighbor'd by mighty kings,
To keep themselves and their chief cities free,
Do easily yield, that all their coasts may be
Ready to store their camps of needful things:
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How beautiful it is to wake at night,
When over all there reigns the ultimate spell
Of complete silence, darkness absolute,
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I’m many-sided.
I’m overworked,
and idle too.
I have a goal
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Pitiful gods! Have pity on my passion.
Teach me the road how I a certain proving
Shall make to him I love of my great loving,
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It is possible…
It is possible at least sometimes…
It is possible especially now
To ride a horse
Inside a prison cell
And run away…
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These roads will take you into your own country.
Seasons and maps coming where this road comes
into a landscape mirrored in these men.
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The Earth is closing on us
pushing us through the last passage
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OH, golden-lilied Queen—immortal France!
Thou heritress of storied name and deed,
As thou hast pluck’d, so oft, from cumb’ring weed
The fragrant flow’rs of Freedom and Romance,
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The heat wavers in the groggy aperture
I know it as my eyesight b-b-break.
The fire cools, like a phoenix dying- ashes to ashes
And then the bloody cross shall swing
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Spirit of Death! whose outstretched pennons dread
Wave o'er the world beneath their shadow spread;
Who darkly speedest on thy destined way,
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Casualties & killings
Saturday,18th April 2020

It has never remained easy
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Are you coming, Ivan, coming?—Ah, the ways are long and slow,
In the vast land that we know not—and we never sought to know.
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Men of the High North, the wild sky is blazing;
Islands of opal float on silver seas;
Swift splendors kindle, barbaric, amazing;
Pale ports of amber, golden argosies.
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Blaise Pascal
(June 19,1623 - August 19,1662)

He was a genius having done so much in 39 years
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No land is holier than motherland
Where treatment meted out is same for the foe and friend
It is sacred duty on our part to protect integrity
“Love thee and holy mother is same” said almighty
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"Don't panic," they said,
remain cool like your Krishna,
meditate maybe like Buddha,
uttering ‘Om Mani Padme,' jewel in the lotus,
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As village boy I wondered at the changes
It was first entry in city in the young age
I was flying in the air with lots of enthusiasm
The journey had opened with colors seen from the prism
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He danced and waved in the drizzle and wind
The man who can’t retire
Headlights shone on him
Like bulging eyes of the night
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Men enslaved men, binding body and soul,
In this squalid state hopeless hours spent;
But, freedom of thought chains cannot control,
Fastened and locked their steely teeth clenched
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Poets of England, where are you to-day?
If I, removed by nigh three hundred years
From English soil, share thus your hopes and fears,
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Nation is fed with complete package
Pack of lies with skilled persons to manage
Second by second information on front move
A nation was about to die and dictator removed
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Warriors of medieval time
Sunday,18th July 2021

No, our warriors were different
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The man who slept
In the freezing ice
Woke up to gift us a smile.
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All water is dusk, or light blenched. A mauve shade,
Some water is so large it fills up the lens,
Becoming mere thought occurring here or there
As if in a place which was chosen for it,
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I have never seen you;
may be I never will.
Still I know you are there,
like some unseen stars,
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It’s a new day
With new horizons.
A chance to explore
New frontiers.
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White above white
White within white
White below white.
The planet disappears
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as i go deeper into the ocean
to find my lost self
i found you...
day by day the wall collapses,
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They left the vine-wreathed cottage and the mansion on the hill,
The houses in the busy streets where life is never still,
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Do you remember a day in colonial era,
when bariers and frontiers imposed on africa.
Reminiscing about that day
when the schools through which i had passed
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Before teenage, life was day to day
Routine school, homework, hours of play
Teenage: less play, more hours of study
Exams, games, reading, hours in the library
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Come forth, you workers!
Let the fires go cold—
Let the iron spill out, out of the troughs—
Let the iron run wild
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WHAT various ways in which a thing is told
Some truth abuse, while others fiction hold;
In stories we invention may admit;
But diff'rent 'tis with what historick writ;
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I ambled to a wooded clearing,
The spot of an old remembered trail.
On a cool September morn,
on a hillside up from a vale.
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Love is bonding between sisters and brothers
Love is sharing by husbands and wives
Love is caring of parents & children
Love is emotional with everyone else.
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In the blue sky height, the red strange sun's waves of light
Rend here and there the painful horizon making it be mobile.
Touching the Southern Bight, they seem to reach the night,
Making the sea be more empowered and more unable.
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I met a man in South Street, tall—
a nervous shark tooth swung on his chain.
His eyes pressed through green glass
—green glasses, or bar lights made them
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The dominant deer glanced at the herd
A soft wind played in his mane and beard
Stood on a hill brave like a bear
His firm masculine body agile like a bird
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it's wonderful the civilization of the world,
amazing the world dwellers are
civilized they're as well as I'm really!
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If man's not treating Mother Earth as should,
Nor yet knows enough as yet about her,
When far of stars more his mind should bestir,
No wonder his mother's in nasty mood.
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Crooks dig out skeletons from a Cloud,
And secrets in shroud dance singing loud.
Smart frontiers face hazards
Never dreamt by web guards,
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Wishes wing their way in thinnest air,
And chase wildest dreams, fair or unfair,
Were they horses, not cars,
Would reach frontiers of stars,
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Do you know the silent majority,
No matter, of any one Country?
They’re the cores of the Society,
Held as the backbones of that Country.
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'Though you’re old, Mother Jillian', fresh clone said,
'still your heir’s green with envy tonight
your implant’s statistics stand all on their head -
do you think, at your age, it is right?
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No one can take away my freedom
It has never happened or took place seldom
It has to be there by virtue of natural justice
It has been guaranteed by forefathers as promise
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Poetical gathering
Saturday,18th April 2020

Yes, dear Dr. Penpen
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The spark of the soul is the true
divine germ in man.

It is the fount from which it came forth.
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The poetic vocation calls a man
to inner desert frontiers,
in order to dip into the ocean
of unexploited forces in him
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World is a bunch of denied,
Frontiers trimmed, leaders thrilled,
Honest hacked, corrupt decked,
Killers hailed, warriors jailed,
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Remember I say so
That time will tear down the wall
Let the bully bozo
Build the wall very thick, very high, and very tall
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Since it is all relative...
The universe is silk,
woven with threads of light.
Cosmic silk worms twist in cocoons,
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Light reflections colour sunset, casting
enchanting shimmer shadows, night cap light.
Light darkling sprays now, now strays out of sight,
elusive dance advancing, fast contrasting,
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I strolled up old Bonanza, where I staked in ninety-eight,
A-purpose to revisit the old claim.
I kept thinking mighty sadly of the funny ways of Fate,
And the lads who once were with me in the game.
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INCITE INSIGHT

Can candlelight melt icy start,
incandescence stem descent,
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The ghosts of history haunt the Balkans.
Ancient passions, unbending hatreds
turmoil the region.
Painful tragedies of the past
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