Best Relatives Poems

Heavenly cursed and heavily sinned I
No more i like to add them, so, I want to die
And I want to become a holy ghost
Whom the people would like the most.
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For Grace Bulmer Bowers


From narrow provinces
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A certain yaksha who had been negligent in the execution of his own duties,
on account of a curse from his master which was to be endured for a year and
which was onerous as it separated him from his beloved, made his residence
among the hermitages of Ramagiri, whose waters were blessed by the bathing
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this fear of being what they are:
dead.

at least they are not out on the street, they
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Strange now to think of you, gone without corsets & eyes, while I walk on
the sunny pavement of Greenwich Village.
downtown Manhattan, clear winter noon, and I've been up all night, talking,
talking, reading the Kaddish aloud, listening to Ray Charles blues
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It could be the name of a prehistoric beast
that roamed the Paleozoic earth, rising up
on its hind legs to show off its large vocabulary,
or some lover in a myth who is metamorphosed into a book.
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I have always aspired to a more spacious form
that would be free from the claims of poetry or prose
and would let us understand each other without exposing
the author or reader to sublime agonies.
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Did you ever notice, in "funeral", the much smaller word, Fun?
If there was a funeral for me, who would "from it" and who would "to it" run?
At 64 I'm overdue perhaps; why should I any longer stick around?
In our big paper dictionary, many as young or younger than I have died, I've found.
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Out of love
I can take tricks and schemes
But from the beautiful faces
I won't take lies..
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I.

MAN, being the servant and interpreter of Nature, can do and understand so much and so much only as he has observed in fact or in thought of the course of nature: beyond this he neither knows anything nor can do anything.
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Dear son, dear son, dear son,
I feel weight of more than ton,
It gives me worry and lot of pain,
All my efforts seem to go in vain,
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I

In the depths of the Greyhound Terminal
sitting dumbly on a baggage truck looking at the sky
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Family is a familiar word, everybody does know,
It is a set of relation, can you say no?
The set is just combination of children and parent,
There members of households and relatives are inherent.
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And now to the Abyss I pass
Of that Unfathomable Grass...

1.
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All creatures are my family members.
This earth, this world is my home.
And at home there is no enemy,
As You know, even the enemy are received
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You can see it already: chalks and ochers;
Country crossed with a thousand furrow-lines;
Ground-level rooftops hidden by the shrubbery;
Sporadic haystacks standing on the grass;
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Little thought itself disturbs the mind
Thoughts of leaving dear ones or something of that kind
Shakes whole body in disbelief and remain perturbed
What would be the fate? Condition so disturbed
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Who can be called real neighbour?
Who stands by you in critical hour?
Who carries no ill will or harbour?
With you always and yours
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On a way to temple greeted with simple smile,
So sweet and me to follow for an extra mile,
Steps were directionless and just followed,
Passage was so smooth and simply allowed,
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Most babies crawl before
they begin to walk
There is the exception
although underreported
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All The Belongings
The Precious Stones
The Costly Jewelleries
The Favorite Car, Houses
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This poem is dedicated to many thousands of boat people
who perished by the sea

ooo
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‘Did you see my father alighting?

I failed to catch in dark lighting”
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I didn’t think at that time what was is in store,
Life seemed very hard and bore,
No doubt and sure of reaching shore,
Easy going and no ground to explore,
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Slowly, slowly I was going deep,
Hearing some flick sound of beep,
May be doctor around checking the pulses,
Not enduring pain and trying to repulse,
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All right. I may have lied to you and about you, and made a few
pronouncements a bit too sweeping, perhaps, and possibly forgotten
to tag the bases here or there,
And damned your extravagence, and maligned your tastes, and libeled
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Descendence of night with alarming sound,
Cries all over in streets and round,
Final calls buzz all around,
Relatives break their head on ground,
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To be a boxer, or not to be there
at all. O Muse, where are our teeming crowds?
Twelve people in the room, eight seats to spare
it's time to start this cultural affair.
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Treasures abound in an attic
if you're patient enough
to wade through
the spiders and dust to find them.
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MANHATTAN'S streets I saunter'd, pondering,
On time, space, reality--on such as these, and abreast with them,
prudence.
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Dark clouds appear on horizon,
Deems some layers cracked ozone
Awful scene and frightening noise,
Nature’s fury and destruction to poise,
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I'll tell you what is wrong with me
I hope you will not weep
Happy dreams of marder are enchanting my nights sleep
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Poor Mary, my neighbor.
She cries all the time
because her husband,
John, just passed away.
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The room in the rear
A dirty bed
There he lies
Uncared for, unattended.
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When my great-grandfather,
Ebeneezer Williams was eleven
years old, he was herding a dozen
cattle from one mountain area
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Oh if you read in the papers that she's been seen
A gettin' in an out of some millionare's long custom made limousine
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While soul leaves his own body,
People say this body is a cadaver,
They gossip and relatives cry,
Attachment and detachment fight.
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We want to oil the heads of oily men only.
No oil we have for those who have no oil at all.

The owners and traders of oil
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Tired Mary, mouth so parched,
To Bethlehem you had marched,
Husband Joseph by your side,
Attending well his blessed bride.
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Life is enterprising with full of opportunities
It may show good sign with little continuities
You can’t go forward sans vigour and strength
Path may be lost without proper wavelength
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Once my house was full of people
Both young and old …
of diverse opinions and myriad temperaments.
Voices and sounds echoed all around,
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No place exists in the universe by that name


A little Chinese boy of seventeen
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I continue to ponder and wonder
Could not find answer why clouds thunder?
Is it because of happiness and joy?
Indication of strategy …………..
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OPEN MESSAGE, OPEN LETTER

All of a sudden these words came down
from my caring and prudent mouth, like a cascade
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He had offices in Sydney, not so many years ago,
And his shingle bore the legend `Peter Anderson and Co.',
But his real name was Careless, as the fellows understood --
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(In the light of humanity- Oh,
I'm out of breath, I feel suffocated
I cannot breathe, though no Cov-19 infects me
Yes, truly I cannot breathe now
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I remembered her back as I was in her lap more,
She unexpectedly crossed the life boat and shore.
From her core of heart, fell pure affection for me
Still I wandered in path playing life I could not see.
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Today is someone's
Birthday
a gift of a poem
of his today
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Oh! These worldly things
Are so transient
What we see today
Turns into the past so quickly!
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Your nurse could only speak Italian,
but after twenty minutes I could imagine your final week,
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Many, many delicious cakes here
We have prepared for celebration
Christmas day and New Year are closer,
We have already invited our guests
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A man with overwhelming generosity,
Ahead, standing tall, above all mediocrity,
Affectionate, kind, full of curiosity,
Altruistic, liberal, full of philanthropy,
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The Protector - 4

A seven year old girl of different community
abducted and raped repeatedly
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I' got no patience with blues at all!
And I ust to kindo talk
Aginst 'em, and claim, 'tel along last Fall,
They was none in the fambly stock;
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She wanted to end the relation
She had her simple calculation
How can I equate you with deserter?
All along you were my guide and master
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A simple being, hero in the classrooms,
Pen and lesson plans are his tools
In imparting knowledge to his learners
a father/ mother of almost sixty.
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My brother Andy said, that for a soldier he would go,
So great excitement came upon the house of McElroe.
My father sold a bog-hole to equip him for the war.
And my mother sold the cushions of her Sunday jaunting car.
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Mournful moment does come in a family suddenly,
Mountainous hearts fill with grief very burdenly.
Mind, what does it means and when does it come?
Many relatives cry and many sit hopelessly in mum.
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Masks prose without links


When last I visited India almost a decade ago
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Wide eyed horror, why do you look at me
It definitely is, a human child in a cardboard
So here I am on your facebook post
Pictured a forward, could have been lost
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Childishly
I clutch

at my big sister's
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Whispering again,
About yesterday jokes
Smiling and laughing
In your eyes...
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Even though Vincent felt
Completely dejected, demotivated
With life, God, people, situations;
Yet, there was something
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It is said life is one big circle which begins with our first breath
the circle then completes itself the moment of our death

Many of us begin our circle…when but a little time has passed
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Bapu, India remembers

Bapu* we remember and cherish
The democracy is yet to finish
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Back to

Friday, December 8,2017
7: 42 PM
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I came to the cemetery in the hazy heat of autumn,
where the crosses creak as they split,
to my grandmother-Maria Iosefovna-
and bought flowers at the gate.
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Dear friends, and here I say friends
the broad sense of the word:
Wife, sister, associates, relatives,
Schoolmates of both sexes,
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Aunt Hulda was a clever girl.
Her nose was borrowed from a hawk.
Her family called her a pearl,
and what she mainly did was talk.
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Who, who will be the next man to entrust his girl to a friend?
Love interferes with fidelities;
The gods have brought shame on their relatives;
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After years of fewer communication

Lesser are the known of information
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He lied to me on every occasion
I had all the reservations but no confusion
He was do close to me and very good friend
I saw good opportunity to change him at the end
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IV,2
Enter BRUTUS and CASSIUS, then THE GHOST OF CAESAR.

BRUTUS: I had to set our army but I wonder whether our soldiers love us. Our enemies are
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'Twas in the year of 1897, and on the night of Christmas day,
That ten persons' lives were taken sway,
By a destructive fire in London, at No. 9 Dixie Street,
Alas! so great was the fire, the victims couldn't retreat.
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I don't dine in five-star restaurants; no frills I need while eating;
I've no desire for a waitress to help me with my.......seating.
But, in seeking new poem titles, it may seem I search the dregs*;
today I found 'Paper Frills Decorative Holders for Turkey Legs'.
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He left for another world
To be known as divine fold
Back to origin of universe
People wept with tears
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The relatives are leaning over, staring expectantly.
They moisten their lips with their tongues. I can feel
them urging me on. I hold the baby in the air.
Heaps of broken bottles glitter in the sun.
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As one who often cares
for people
who suffer from
some terminal diseases
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It takes all sorts to make a world, they say
(how do 'they' know anyway?) :
but it certainly looks like that here this sunny day:
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On my second trip to Austin State
It was very, very late
I felt great relief, at last
When the police delivered me to my past.
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ANOTHER METHOD

OF MAKING WALNUT CATSUP
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Alas! Lord and Lady Dalhousie are dead, and buried at last,
Which causes many people to feel a little downcast;
And both lie side by side in one grave,
But I hope God in His goodness their souls will save.
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When New Year Calls 'I'm Here'!
(With only ONE rhyme throughout the poem)

While the three little words 'Happy New Year'
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Always by the side

Always by the side
With nothing to think or decide
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Dear Lord,
Please flood her nerves with sedatives
and keep her strong enough to crack a smile
so disbelieving friends and relatives
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Cruel in kind

Never say die
But say"try"
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Autism and its fears
Friday,15th March 2019

I have only a few relatives who really maintain cordial contacts. I have mixed with them and feel so much homely. they were often visiting the big clinics for the child. she was not growing up as expected.she was not able to sit also and slid on the ground when putting on sofa or bed.
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'Twas in the year of 1887, which many people will long remember,
The burning of the Theatre at Exeter on the 5th of September,
Alas! that ever-to-be-remembered and unlucky night,
When one hundred and fifty lost their lives, a most agonising sight.
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All is well—in a prison—to-night, and the warders are crying ‘All’s Well!’
I must speak, for the sake of my heart—if it’s but to the walls of my cell.
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Once upon a time, there was a man
Who came with a message
A message of peace which ran
Across the world like the blood passage.
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On Jubilee Day the Ramsbottoms
Invited relations to tea,
Including young Albert's grandmother-
An awkward old . . party, was she.
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You are my bridge for keeping touch with everybody

Without you my life would simply have become completely shoddy.
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Old age knocked on my door and enjoined
‘Over, your stint in the desert’
Obeyed, though my reveries remain unfulfilled
Oddments of my odds and sods are wrapped up to carry along
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'Twas in the year of 1898, ond on the 21st of June,
The launching of the Battleship Albion caused a great gloom,
Amongst the relatives of many persons who were drowned in the River Thames,
Which their relatives will remember while life remains.
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Everywhere anger is harmful we all know,
It resides in corporal being and become foe.
Why does rage flow inside body and mind?
Does it embroil and neglect peace, kind?
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Thank You - 1
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Thank You, dear Great Lord
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On the Gilfillan burial day,
In the Hill o' Balgay,
It was a most solemn sight to see,
Not fewer than thirty thousand people assembled in Dundee,
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'Twas on Friday the 2nd of March, in the year of 1894,
That the Storm Fiend did loudly laugh and roar
Along the Black Isle and the Kessack Ferry shore,
Whereby six men were drowned, which their friends will deplore.
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Alas! Prince Henry of Battenberg is dead!
And, I hope, has gone to heaven, its streets to tread,
And to sing with God's saints above,
Where all is joy and peace and love.
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Manners and fortune are extremely close relatives, as every poor deserves hunger.

It is true extrinsically, intrinsically who knows? Because every ill-mannered has become stone-hearted in the near past.
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