Best Refugees Poems
I come from a musical place
Where they shoot me for my song
And my brother has been tortured
By my brother in my land.
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Each star a rung,
night comes down the spiral
staircase of the evening.
The breeze passes by so very close
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It takes a lot of a person's life
To be French, or English, or American
Or Italian. And to be at any age. To live at any certain time.
The Polish-born resident of Manhattan is not merely a representative of
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no one leaves home unless
home is the mouth of a shark
you only run for the border
when you see the whole city running as well
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Millions were dead; everybody was innocent.
I stayed in my room. The President
Spoke of war as of a magic love potion.
My eyes were opened in astonishment.
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Try to praise the mutilated world.
Remember June's long days,
and wild strawberries, drops of wine, the dew.
The nettles that methodically overgrow
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A sacred hand towards the poor,
A golden heart for the invalids,
A heavenly smile for the refugees….
O Mother,
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Have you tried to find clothes for others
than for your own self?
Have you tried to give food to others
than to feed your own self?
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I -- A Pleasant Afternoon
for Michael Brownstein and Dick Gallup
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(Lines written spontaneously after seeing the photo of the body of a little Syrian boy washed up on the beach of Bodrum, a Turkish resort town, as the family were trying to escape by boat to Greece. Tragedy of the 5 year old Syrian Civil War.3rd September 2015)
The little boy
(A Kurdish toddler
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Astonished I'm! No! World is distinct book
of deaths! Book of lives, of a child,
of a woman, of a man, of human.
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Government against the governed
Faith against faith
Brother betrays brother
Friend betrays friend
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In the shabby train no seat is vacant.
The child in the ripped mask
Sprawls undisturbed in the waste
Of the smashed compartment. Is their calm extravagant?
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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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From the dark arenas of violence,
From the shackles of oppression,
From a land reeking of the smell of blood
They flee, bloodied and bruised.
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A Lazy And Simple Poem About God and The Moon
Do not laugh please, this poem is meant for my dearest Vinhie
tonight the moon promised me to appear in full dot
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She was not yet really 'known' -
but asked to read by this small group
of older Jewish refugees and eager youngsters,
talent destined for a fame,
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One sleepy summer afternoon, while helping
myself to a glass of chilled water, I saw a
snake lying curled under the fridge. It could
have been a very poisonous cobra.
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Words are like unicorns –
come from nowhere
without any one’s permission or request
because there’s a need for them.
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When I cast a look around the world,
I marvel at what I see and hear.
Why, I ponder , is the world at war?
Why, I lament, should the world know no peace?
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(dedicated to a great poet at poemhunter, Antonio Liao)
the thundering rain
falls into the pain
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Borderless concept
Sunday,2nd May 2021
I am glad
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31/05/2010 Israeli occupation forces massacred 20 activists on board the Gaza-bound “Freedom” flotilla Sunday overnight and Monday, .60 other people were also injured. The killing took place in international waters.20 Peace Activists Maybe Killed, Scores Injured by Israeli Naval Forces During their Attack on the Freedom Flotilla in International Waters.
The Israeli occupation soldiers attacked all the ships from the air and boats, they boarded the ships firing at the unarmed peace activists.
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Power groups using civilians as pawns in a grand
game of chess, Mel Gibson's Scots in Braveheart,
Leon Uris' Arabs in The Haj - and African leaders
imitate them to great effect
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Duty and religion
Saturday,22nd January 2022
No one can be forced to teach a lesson
but for a valid reason
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Life was never a problem
It was constant struggle
Since years from inception
It is death, death and death relation
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Among the streams of refugees
He was a boy of nine.
From the winds of Lahore
It was an exile forever.
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Stop writing about rivers!
Rivers bring in flood waters
and drown the towns.
The long-awaited rains
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O! I am a conscript
O! how I do wish
That I had stayed away up North
And kept out of the 'milish.'
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At last you're tired of this elderly world
Shepherdess O Eiffel Tower this morning the bridges are bleating
You're fed up living with antiquity
Even the automobiles are antiques
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We shall not ask for the precious pearl of the Duke of Sui,
nor for the priceless jade disk of Master Ho.
We merely ask for the recent news of our homeland.
The Palace of Spiritual Illumination must be still there,
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31/05/2010 Israeli occupation forces massacred 20 activists on board the Gaza-bound “Freedom” flotilla Sunday overnight and Monday, .60 other people were also injured. The killing took place in international waters.20 Peace Activists Maybe Killed, Scores Injured by Israeli Naval Forces During their Attack on the Freedom Flotilla in International Waters.
The Israeli occupation soldiers attacked all the ships from the air and boats, they boarded the ships firing at the unarmed peace activists.
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refugees
they are still
no one sees
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I can hear an army calling,
Foot-charge o’er bugler’s wails,
Battle horses thundering -
Infinite chariot driving mud.
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I have a dream of an Africa
A united Africa!
Self sustaining and self reliant
Able to produce
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When speak of
Whether you fall or not
Bow head or fall on feet
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This will look at the history of the human race and the dark story of its preoccupation with blood. Bloody blood.
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Words, Puns For Fun, In The Soft Morning Sun
(inspired by the soft morning Sunday sun)
I keep my ship in my own house
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Worst feeling in the sense of new day
Citizen Roads in front of the slogan
Hero of celebration crowded themselves on stage
Strangers are dancing with crazy expectations
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They had a clear policy
For letting people stay
If your face was white you fitted
If not then sent away.
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I loved your stories of the old times -
the endless journeys of the band bus,
Judy with her black-eyed girl,
the first action at each hotel
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If there are a thousand refugees out there
And for nine hundred and ninety nine we cared
Can we stand up tall with our conscience clear?
And just shrug off the one left behind in fear
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Cox's Bazar Sea Beach And Its Surroundings - Verse Paragraph
March 24, 2020
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I won't sing a Song,
lest I misguide the feet.
I won't sing a Song
about this unpleasant world-
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Behold; I have no fear of You
though You are everywhere conspicuously,
though every single moment the whole universe
is not empty from Your high excellency presence
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Thân tặng bác sĩ Bách văn Nguyễn và phu nhân Mỹ-Đức.
Hôm nay, bạn tới thăm nhà
Trước là trò truyện, sau là hái lê.
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Bangladesh - 2nd Acrostic
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B-angladesh where blessings have gifted unique features to its
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Passage to heaven
New wave of violence
No sight of peace
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The sun rises with the early dawn
As G8 leaders breakfast in the morn
The world looks on with hopes and fears
As the hungry languish in their tears.
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'I never met a bridge' he said, 'that I didn't burn;
never seen a foot that I didn't shoot
especially if it was mine.
Never had a heart that had a home.'
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</>Dark blue night
Light snow spreading
Slightly opend cattle eyes
Appear the two Refugees,
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Dear motherland of mine,
I love you as you are,
But if I saw you free,
I'd love you even more.
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Doors moan like lovers, as compassion flows
like sick over scrubbed floors.
Controlled circumstance of pity,
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The bitchin’ never stops does it...!
If it’s not for becoming a Republic or
Remembrance to be preferred over
ANZAC Day its speakers stirring
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the words
are beautiful
they are love itself
or human insistence for believing a beautiful lie.
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'Face the annihilation or surrender' warning was issued
Leaflets were dropped from air and situation constantly reviewed
All commanders were keenly watching the development
It was hectic day for army and its heavy deployment
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once I loved a catalpa tree
because its leaves stirred heart shaped in the wind
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(dedicated to Mr. Howard Blake, a great composer and conductor)
Just few minutes ago
I dreamt of Pegasus
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China will be declared part of the Peoples Republic of Tibet;
Somalia will send food parcels to the Swiss and the Mexicans will build
a fence to prevent illegal immigration from the United States. There
will be a Queen in Saudi-Arabia and Pussy Riot will be elected to
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Indeed heart wrenching,
our TV stations show the greatest dispair almost everyday
and this happened just a few miles from our country.
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It was just a dream, a strange dream
It was a dream, only a dream,
That I saw the elephant in the streets of Khartoum
Walking with a leisurely pace
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An Australian day is dawning bright and new
In a wide bright sky forever painted azure blue
Kookaburras laugh greeting the sun's arrival
The steam engine strains awaiting its revival
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What we could hear through the walls:
What couldn’t we hear through the walls?
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Cruelty to innocent human beings
Women, children and aged ones
The youths with so much aspirations
Give them proper justice where it denies
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Do you call this country free?
Even when people still lives
In slums and squater camps,
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On the corner of a busy intersection where six lanes meet,
I waited anxiously for my brother to pick me up on his way home.
The evening was dry and warm, with an acrid stillness in the air.
The cars with blaring horns sped by me on a hot charcoal road.
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Honour lies in the honest toil, but not in the show of bravery in the losing battle
At the cost of people's lives and properties stranded as refugees in alien lands;
But the invader who is losing a lot of old worn out tanks, guns and all is clever;
Though both are equally wrong in this war season, world never cares for wars now!
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Find him out
I want to put big hoardings
And announce good amount as offerings
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I am real poor by any standard
I live in slum but look forward
I have television, refrigerator
Above and all air conditioner too
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With full of misery & pain
Saturday,4th January 2020
I want to soar
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llegal settlement and politics
Thursday,12th July 2018
It is strange
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Ropes on poles, jeans & shirts flapping in wind.
He sits on a giant bag of rice, head in hands.
Too much or too little, rips & bursts & furrows.
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Uprooted, spread to corners in the globe
accepted, helped, rejected or cursed,
they ran away from their homeland
away from bombs, ruins and fires,
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Disappearing into the sunset, no one to miss me, no one bothering
to look for me, a non-existent entity with no where to go, hiding
right out in the open yet no one sees me here.
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into homelessness
today suddenly I woke up from deadness
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Limited and scarce
It is not the question of displacement
But real placement
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Bury the past
Remember no past
That had just passed
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No more melody
Tuesday, November 24,2020
10: 37 PM
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The morning's dew moistens my eyes -
No, these are not tears that you see!
(Cleverly we learn to mask our pain
When Love's not what it pretends to be)
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Little drops from heaven's ballister
Ceaslessly falls upon our land
Heaven weeps on us without remedy
Our land is excessively watered
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Humanitarians and the preachers for the world's peace
Where had all the world gone while they must cease
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Refugees being
Refugees suffering
Freedom lost
Freedom found
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*To my mother's soul
Ten years have passed since your death, Mom
On occasion of your death anniversary, I remember our old days.
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Let not tomorrow be
The solar plexus of sorrow.
There must be answers
To strife causing poverty
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You tried umpteen tricks
To drive away refugees!
Your forceful eviction
Or construction of wall
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The bombs have caused death and destruction and the families mourn their dead
But there is hope for the future for better days ahead
When those for peace and World harmony will finally prevail
For those who talk of waging war are surely doomed to fail.
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A mega urban forest
abode of two billion
amused
mesmerised
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We're guilty
touched the devil's skin
and sinned against
humanity
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We condemn firing across boundary
We expose the intention why it is unnecessary
Even thought we may be erring in judgment
But people call it uprising and popular movement
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All wars are wars on animals birds and fishes as well.
BOMBS WHICH BURN
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It is religious intolerance
That has found resurgence
It was lying low
But now we have allowed
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With niceties
Not a word about damned terrorists
Such a support with blindness!
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Bring mankind the gift of reconciliation.
We see only suffering and death.
Turn hatred to love,
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we spend lifetimes searching
for the sound the leaf makes
turning from green to orange to red...
we spend our loving burning branches
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Dear Vinhie, (Please pronounce like "Vinny", thank you)
Tomorrow 4 July you will be 2 years,
on your first birthday, you have by Ghanaian tradition
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