by Akshay Raja
A haunted dream reeling in
My bloodshot eyes on the prowl
With hours of darkness reeling in
Should I dream or do howl?
Streaming nests of bats flock in
None to ask, just can scream
With my scream so good will cost these thin
A penny more for things so mean.
A flawless world they live in
Poor grow poor, lean and thin
Money stacks mountains high
Hunger grows, far too high.
Riches go beyond number
They do spend out of number
Food and slumber bought by riches
Pain for food, grievance by poor.
Men that die for next day meal
Rice made 1 for their need
Some lack paises for their feed
Should they beg or do steal?
Are they slaves, no great men
They feed cows, goat and hen
Yet they die, hunger elapse
Should they cry? Live for traps?
Corrupt mind, corrupt thoughts
Is corruption what we bought?
Millions have shed their lives for free
Do we shed tears, for the world we see?
Corrupt minds grow in number
Fame and shame with gold they slumber
Hunger grows in ways not fair
Money needed to make the world more fair.
A mean less thought, means so broad
Crores and Crores stacked abroad
Will ever we grow in fame?
Or hung heads down in shame?
Peace or Glory for corrupt minds?
Pain and tears for mere men
Should we change our thoughts to heed?
Poor go poor, will they eat?
Akshay Raja
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Akshay Raja
A few random poems:
- Fragmentary Blue by Robert Frost
- Erin, Oh Erin by Thomas Moore
- Berenda Slough by Philip Levine
- Conversation 23: On Cause by Rosmarie Waldrop
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Развалины
- Hepatica by Satish Verma
- Taking Leave of a Friend poem – Ezra Pound poems
- The Girt Wold House O’ Mossy Stwone by William Barnes
- Meditation on a Bone
- O Man by Pawan Kumar
- In Search Of Cinderella by Shel Silverstein
- A Study Of Reading Habits by Philip Larkin
- The Wizard Way poem – Aleister Crowley poems | Poetry Monster
- Impostor’s Coronation
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External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- When Lilacs Last in the Door-yard Bloom’d. by Walt Whitman
- When I read the Book. by Walt Whitman
- When I peruse the Conquer’d Fame. by Walt Whitman
- When I heard the Learn’d Astronomer. by Walt Whitman
- When I heard at the Close of the Day. by Walt Whitman
- What think You I take my Pen in Hand? by Walt Whitman
- What Place is Besieged? by Walt Whitman
- What General has a Good Army. by Walt Whitman
- What Best I See In Thee. by Walt Whitman
- What am I, After All? by Walt Whitman
- We Two—How Long We were Fool’d. by Walt Whitman
- We Two Boys Together Clinging. by Walt Whitman
- Visor’d. by Walt Whitman
- Vigil Strange I Kept on the Field. by Walt Whitman
- Turn, O Libertad. by Walt Whitman
- To You. by Walt Whitman
- To Thee, Old Cause! by Walt Whitman
- To the Garden the World. by Walt Whitman
- To One Shortly to Die. by Walt Whitman
- To Him that was Crucified. by Walt Whitman
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Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)
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Ecosia – a search engine that supposedly… plants trees
Duckduckgo – the real alternative and a search engine that actually works. Without much censorship or partisan politics.
Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.
Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
