Best Ethnic Poems

It is darkest hour in our history,
Dark nights shrouded with mystery,
Keeping under heels and making mockery,
Liberty torch shine but under label of slavery,
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Slow dulcimer, gavotte and bow, in autumn,
Bashõ and his friends go out to view the moon;
In summer, gasoline rainbow in the gutter,
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Colonialism in its last moments is pushed to the centre stage -
the recoiling phenomenon intensely illuminated
by The Flame Of Liberty.
Roused by the prospect of emancipatory freedom,  
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As most Nigerians remain ruefully lukewarm 
about President Buhari's second term bid;  
an ever-increasing multitude of potential 
voters across ethnic divides, seem to be
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“Kill all those who are in our area”
“Spare not life even if they make pleas”
Innocents, old children and women
Not to be let off as this is good omen
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Keep in
Bosoms’ sleeve
Your Eve Niv.
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Are we not becoming intolerant society?
Gruesome murders, riots stabbing –all in different varieties?
May be it has become part of our life and necessities
Everybody wants to capitalize and understands its futility
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Why countries are simply invaded?
Do the other countries are principally wedded?
Does their ethnic love and belonging firmly embedded?
The country’s territory annexed and added
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A reign of impunity by Northern-led Federation
coupled with the anarchy of 'wild, wild west'
of mid 1960s-unrests, had ushered in the military
in a putsch that highlighted ethnic borders in blood.
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INSCRIPTION FOR AN ANTIQUE PITCHER,

Come, old friend! sit down and listen!
From the pitcher, placed between us,
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Here is a doll for you, terrorist
Bloodstained
Which was fondled by my daughter
While she was exploded by the bomb
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-Beauty beyond form-
(To Ritu Didi)

I will decorate thee
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Guarded by towering hills on the East
Flanked by the Arabian Sea on the West
With its easterly shore of stretching sandy swell
That lulls the restless waves to sleep
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"O Trade! O Trade! would thou wert dead!
The Time needs heart -- 'tis tired of head:
We're all for love," the violins said.
"Of what avail the rigorous tale
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Why does mankind hate people based on religion and race?
Is it ignorance, education, or governments deciding our place.

For people are people regardless of the color of their face.
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Respected poetess madam
Legend Star (किंवदंती सितारा)Valsa George

[Note: This review letter is World Poetry Day Special Comprehensive Review published on date 21st March 2019 and Gift given on Occasion of Happy Holi Celebration for date 22nd March 2019]
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Through seas of dreams and seas of phantasies,
Through seas of solitudes and vacancies,
And through my Self, the deepest of the seas,
I strive to thee, Nirvana.
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A loaf of bread - my good friend said
Is what we chiefly need
A glass of wine a wedge of cheese
Is very good indeed
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Oh! the perfect ethnic cleanser,
You've no ethics,
Remained as an agent of eternity,
And an excellent janitor of population,
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Grandpa Walt, allow me to share my thoughts
with you, if only because every time
I read “Passage to India” and come across
the phrase “passage to more than India”
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Pardon me, my Pakistan!
land of hopes and finest dreams!
where gently flow the shining streams
and youthful rivers...
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61 Farmers

Sons of soil who answer
The plea of human hunger
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City was disturbed with ethnic violence
air was humid and it carried smell of blood
weather was hot shouting and warning,
"Stay at home, don't go outside."
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Under the papaya tree they sat
They relived and replayed their childhood days They were hardly ten years old when they sat there This time not to enjoy the cashew nuts but to launch a vision A vision of walking their families unity To make a better world for their children
A vision for the nation
To make a better world for you and me
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While drawing a multi hued Rangoli,
Tying a string of sacred Marigolds and mango leaves
At my door, to welcome the Goddess of prosperity,
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Oh dear Armenians - you whom
Mother America took to her bosom,
helped so many of you to become
rich and powerful...
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When at last I'm gone,
to my everlasting home.
what will be my lasting legacy?
will I be judged as one who had no mercy?
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Pakistan, the Land of Pure
A bouquet of very many ethnic flowers
With their sincerity hospitality and morality
With their high claims like high towers
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Once I have been to that city
The city of ritzy splendour,
of hoary grandeur,
a gargantuan pile of steel and granite.
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She’s the village’s Force For Good –
or that’s the flag she sails under;
news of distant earthquakes, floods,
famines, ethnic or other massacres
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(for my personal religious twist read d last stanza)

Stands tall and hovering this great landmark lady
The world's most famous gift and token
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Heaven on earth
Saturday,16th February 2019

Love to all
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The tribe of Wazirs in preparation
For the final assault on Mehsud
Both belong in history to Wazir
But renegade Mehsud went separate
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We are part of global set up
From North Pole to south we are spread
How many ethnic groups it might be covering
We are not sure and still wondering
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No more confined,
To a family so small,
Now my family,
Is large and tall.
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.Written on June 3,2010 at 8: 03 pm by Sol Stance
A massacre is not a massacre..
By Ghassan Hage/ professor of anthropology and social theory at the University of Melbourne.
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Auschwitz Rose
by Michael R. Burch

There is a Rose at Auschwitz, in the briar,
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I don’t want to hear that kind of language in this house
Try shoot shucks sugar
sheleileigh Shalala,
anything but the vowel
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The lover's footprint in the sand
the ten-year-old kid's bare feet
in the mud picking chili for rich growers,
not those seeking cultural or ethnic roots,
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Let us dream of universal world
Let all countries be taken into confidence and told
The need to come to under one umbrella cover
With full assurance of their existence however
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Literature-Matter of pride
Saturday, April 25,2020
10: 14 AM
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Scrub until the blood flows
The skin dissolves
The bones are bare,
You can’t eradicate ethnic sickness there
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Curfew was imposed in many parts of it
The city was shaking with the naked violence
Ugly satanic politicians with their all ill intentions
Had sent their activists to spread disturbance!
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Who hast of all the things brought
This war who knew what terror was
I sat thinking under the big mulberry tree
The soft wind of the silvery afternoon
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happy jumps smile faces ethnic groups and different races.
reunited world a lot of fun, different people(not the same one)

a crowd of people oh so great! have your own slumb3r party and stay up late!
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Tyger’s Rumour


Rumour rushing rampant right
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A man ran into a liberal tree on his way to cast his vote
before the polls closed. Reportedly his car claimed and accepted
all liability for the accident and wished to incur the cost of the
minimum damages to the municipal property, but the tree
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Traditional dresses

Not only traditional dresses
But real smile on face too
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I believe and live with existence
Whether liked by or not with coexistence
Until humanity resurfaces
We can not show our ugly faces
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Sad are the hearts which watched in calm
when the surrendered and the bravely stood tigers,
the civilian Tamils of Eelam of SriLanka
were maimed, butchered and raped
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Having tasted flesh
Can’t quite mesh
The holy sound
Of spirit found
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Vick, I can’t say how stupid you are.
You had it made,
multimillion contracts,
endorsements,
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Honored Madam,
I take this opportunity to wish you a happy birth day as I saw in the BBC the celebrations,
Oh! What a lovely pageant.
My blessings, you may long-lived!
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So you say that we can choose.
We surely can, that’s not news!
We choose the colour of our shoes,
as long as that’s the colour fashion’s use
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Do not let growing up in the streets define you as a person?
You are older now and don't need to talk the street talk and slangs.
Educate yourself to what you can be, not what you was.
I do not want to be defined as a street thug or a ghetto rat
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Cry or laugh,
On national helplessness,
And boost about hollow tolerance and brotherhood.
Shrug the shoulders,
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As you enter through the door,
And slowly step into the foyer,
You can’t help but exclaim,
Oh I am so glad I came.
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I noticed surprise element
But was forced not to comment
Why is it so necessary to assert?
Claim with loud voice and resent
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Same place, another time
Russian ethnic cleansing
NOW by Putin's design
With millions displaced
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Let me ask a question
Let me know about tomorrow
If you can look into the seed of time
Reveal to me what tomorrow will be
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A diplomat of a super power,
an agent of their topmost secret agency,
a handsome man or a sexy woman,
devotes his time in studying
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Across the dark ocean of sleep
My yacht sometimes goes adrift
And is washed ashore the Beach
Of Turkey where little Alan lay dead
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The subway comes above ground on 96th street, where men’s jockey shorts cling damply to the curb, defying dignity, where beer-battered boxes, cardboard constructions, stink outside on sidewalks: houses in front of houses.
Here, immigrants rush to fill the cracks of the rickety pre-war brownstones with memories of the old country and the smell of ethnic food. Who, here, remembers the Cotton Club? These houses, now just relics. Skeletons, of some brown-and-out bebop heyday.
On the corner a shopping cart doubles as a spit, and a man with plastic bags over bare feet, roasts a pigeon on a wire coat hanger. He hands out scraps of meat to a convoy of similar carts and rickshaws. Bits of bird are accepted as sacraments. Here, where church is held on the sidewalk and where bread exists
only as an abstract notion- unattainable, like money to pay the rent.
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racism in any form
is a crime against
entire ethnic diversity
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Beneath a ten-foot-tall apparition of Frosty the Snowman
with his corncob pipe and jovial, over-eager, button-black eyes,
holding, in my palm, the leathery, wine-colored purse
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On Edge of Time Future


I remember the history well:
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a little girl, learns to walk.
then at weddings, Daddy has
her on top of his shoes
she looks up at him
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I've understood
This annoying lover lockdown won't let me leave free anymore
No, I don't know anything divine; no oracle I have
But I have to say goodbye to the lover of a joke called lockdown
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Sitting I am by opening welfare door
Door of south side- Door of humanity
Because you would come
For loving humanity I am
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Whatever your colour, religion, belief,
your ist, your ish or ism or chism.
I would like propose that one thing is true.
That every day each one of us rises.
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Dividing, as the Panama Canal
divides the continent into two parts,
what’s evil from what’s basically banal,
implies some monsters are not off those charts
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The Tiger - Le Tigre

Tigre! Tigre! L’étincelle
du fond des forêts de la nuit,
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One sky, one world and one people!
One language, one law and one currency!
This is the idea, vision and dream of great men
For the well being of the whole of mankind!
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Kanakaambaram(Firecracker Flower)(Crossandra infundibuliformis)


Her glory stands out apt to her name
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Vaadaamalli (Globe Amaranth, Gomphrena globosa)

Stiff and stern and sturdy a gem
Buttoned to a globular rhythm
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When two minds unite
It has lot more to ignite
Burn with real passion
And seek holy relation
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We had heard about racial discrimination and abuses
We were claiming tall but had to admit and could not refuse
The world is fast coming out of ethnic cleansing
How much more time we may need for real cleaning?
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(Source: Unicef)


Hundreds of thousands of people live in Kutupalong in southeastern Bangladesh. How many are they exactly? No one seems to know exactly: 500,000? 700,000? 830,000? And no, actually they do not live there, they vegetate.
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Whose cry, do I hear, mingling with the waves
Of eternity-ocean?
Scream of which ethnic group
Do I hear in the endangered air?
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Even if one is broad minded enough
To wear a global citizen's badge of honor,

Cherishes the ideals of universal oneness,
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In the still dark early morning hours
Starbuck's bakers begin their God given craft.
Creating life's most mouthwatering pastries
Which make us feel fortified as we socialize and laugh.
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In the still dark early morning hours
Panera’s bakers begin their God given craft.
Creating life’s most mouthwatering pastries
Which make us feel fortified as we socialize and laugh.
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My country broke down. Did you hear that sound?
A sound of destruction, a roar of disaster,
Reckless decisions and riots all around,
Nobody figured what would be thereafter.
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Interracial Love

I found love, not within my race
but in another ethnic place
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From Alexander the Great, Alexander the Great was Macedonian,
Until Tito’s death, the rise and death of Milosovic,
Came the disintegration of greater Yugoslavia.
Yugoslavia, as it existed before, was a constant place where tensions existed,
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In the mid 1970s, Zhou EnLai, the premier of China,
had terminal cancer. He started a compilation of death
rates for cancer (12 types) for more than 2400 Chinese
counties involving over 800 million Chinese citizens.
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A remote source of the Nile,
the Kagera River originates in Burundi.
On its way to Lake Victoria it flows
into a steep gorge along the natural border
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PHILIPPINES ACCRONYM
Melvin Banggollay

P-earl of the Orient Seas
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6AM

Saturday morning
brisk, late-fall chill,
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It's just a bunch of unconfessed mess,
Allowed to simmer until it boils over...
From a pot neglected set high to heat,
By those who felt it could be ignored...
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Poetry becomes a weapon
Against the tyrants and imperialists
In Tunisia, Egypt and Syria
Yemen, Bahrain and Russia
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Europe is Europe,
Free and uninhibited,
Without any outside pressure from,
Make it not Asia or Arabia,
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POTTERY MAKING
Melvin Banggollay

Out of clay pounded finely
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‘Why did you choose me Mummy’?
I might ask you the same....
‘Why did YOU choose me? ’
I muse in quiet contentment.
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Tyger's Eye


Tyger Tyger, once again
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Stay with me for a while...(Kucch dair hamarey saath raho)
1- Let some of your colors sprinkle around......................................(Kucch apney rung bikharney do)
2- Animate the world with some of your fragrance.............. (Kucch apni khushboo bikhra'o)
3- And in a sweet dewy accent............................................................. (aur sheereen shabnami lehjey mein)
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Yes, we came from the north, the south, the west and the east
To stand as one nation with the one voice
From different tribes and tongues
Under the umbrella of peace
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The British people have a good sense of humour
They like to strive on gossip and rumours
I like the British way of life
It can be stressful at times but they don’t dwell on strife
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Always escape under one weak slogan
And helplessly call vulnerable to plan
Nothing goes in head or unnoticed
As we are insincere and do not act as promised
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