GENERATION POEMS
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Be Wise
Be the man the nation needs,
Lead an example to the upcoming generation
Be the voice of the voiceless woman
instead of being the pain of the painless woman.
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Palesa Molokomme
Daffodils
Spring is marked by blossom,
Buzzing bees pollinating colorful bloom,
To reproduce seeds ,
In nature generation of daffodils continue.
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Norbu Dorji
Chosen One
Among seven billions people in the planet
Why I have to be born and raised by you?
Why not be born to others,
Methinks in the past generation
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Norbu Dorji
The Iliad: Book 23
Thus did they make their moan throughout the city, while the
Achaeans when they reached the Hellespont went back every man to his
own ship. But Achilles would not let the Myrmidons go, and spoke to
his brave comrades saying, “Myrmidons, famed horsemen and my own
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Homer
Heritage Site Jdnp
Mesmerizing landscape of snowy mountains
Is a landmark of park & country,
Significant of Jigme Dorji National Park,
Is the home where one can see all national diversity.
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Norbu Dorji
Antrim
No spot of earth where men have so fiercely for ages of time
Fought and survived and cancelled each other,
Pict and Gael and Dane, McQuillan, Clandonnel, O'Neill,
Savages, the Scot, the Norman, the English,
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Robinson Jeffers
Ode On A Grecian Urn
Thou still unravish'd bride of quietness,
Thou foster-child of silence and slow time,
Sylvan historian, who canst thus express
A flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme:
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John Keats
Gospel
We are the children of light,
Wise, not companioned
By goats
In a condemned graveyard.
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Patrick Kavanagh
The House That Was
Of the old house, only a few, crumbled
Courses of brick, smothered in nettle and dock,
Or a shaped stone lying mossy where it tumbled!
Sprawling bramble and saucy thistle mock
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Robert Laurence Binyon
A Forest Hymn
The groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned
To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave,
And spread the roof above them,-ere he framed
The lofty vault, to gather and roll back
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William Cullen Bryant
Our Generation
Are we all golems now?
What happened to our emotions and our mindfulness?,
We used to love the exterior but now we have all created our own interiors,
Brainwashed we are,
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Hannah Ashwin
My Carrier
I am a frontline conservator
Trained in forestry conservation
With less theoretical &
More in practical.
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Norbu Dorji
Verse
Friends
The old word is dead.
The old books are dead.
Our speech with holes like worn-out shoes is dead.
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Nizar Qabbani
Beechwood
Hear me, O beeches! You
That have with ageless anguish slowly risen
From earth's still secret prison
Into the ampler prison of aery blue.
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John Freeman
From Generation To Generation
O Son of mine, when dusk shall find thee bending
Between a gravestone and a cradle's head--
Between the love whose name is loss unending
And the young love whose thoughts are liker dread,--
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Henry Newbolt
Enlightening Our Generation
Enlightening Our Generation : Spoken Word Poem .
Our generation generates gambling,Our generation kills everything,Do you see that kid in the street?Who walks like she owns some seat?You meet him in every corner,every corner,Gambling with his life,Oh! his life,But he thinks he only gambles with money,Oh! Life! I
I remember,Oh! I remember,When I was a drug member,Only listened to harmful music,Now its popular music,,Like nyashinskis,Vumilia ni mimi,please dont leave me,Dont let the money fool you,sponsors just wanna use you,Nakuomba mtoto wa mama usiharibike,na hizo biashara tu.
Permissiveness Is The Key To Promiscuity,I am not your saviour to bring you from your iniquity,I am only giving you unsolicited advice,To make your life like a Sunrise,And not like When The Sun Goes Down,That High school Short Story in which youll moan and groan,Cause permissiveness is the key to promiscuity.
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Samuel Miyienda
In 1969
Some called it the Summer of Love, & although the clustered,
Motionless leaves that overhung the streets looked the same
As ever, the same as they did every summer, in 1967,
Anybody with three dollars could have a vision.
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Larry Levis
Property
The forest is a national property,
Is freely exposed in open area for all,
If we use lavishly without concern,
Younger generation may not have access to this wealth.
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Norbu Dorji
The Iliad: Book 13
Now when Jove had thus brought Hector and the Trojans to the
ships, he left them to their never-ending toil, and turned his keen
eyes away, looking elsewhither towards the horse-breeders of Thrace,
the Mysians, fighters at close quarters, the noble Hippemolgi, who
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Homer
Mrs. George Reece
To this generation I would say:
Memorize some bit of verse of truth or beauty.
It may serve a turn in your life.
My husband had nothing to do
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Edgar Lee Masters
An Epistle
From Joshua Ibn Vives of Allorqui to his Former Master, Solomon
Levi-Paul, de Santa-Maria, Bishop of Cartegna Chancellor of
Castile, and Privy Councillor to King Henry III. of Spain.
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Emma Lazarus
Continued
How smiles he at a generation ranked
In gloomy noddings over life! They pass.
Not he to feed upon a breast unthanked,
Or eye a beauteous face in a cracked glass.
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George Meredith
The Evening
With the ghostly shapes of dead heroes
Moon, you ï¬ll
The growing silence of the forest,
Sickle-moonâ??
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Georg Trakl
Quiet Joy.
No Lethean ease, but such a mood as craves
For naught in earth and heaven, just to breathe
The simple air of our reality
Like creatures of the season, â?? earthy, and
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Robert Crawford
Poem 21
WHo is the same, which at my window peepes?
Or whose is that faire face, that shines so bright,
Is it not Cinthia, she that neuer sleepes,
But walkes about high heauen al the night?
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Edmund Spenser
Preface
This book is not about heroes. English Poetry is not yet fit to speak
of them. Nor is it about deeds or lands, nor anything about glory, honour,
dominion or power,
except War.
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Wilfred Owen
Mind Of Immortal
Nothing on this earth is immortal
There are no beings or structures
Born and built a long time ago
I still wish and hope to be immortal.
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Norbu Dorji
Uriel
It fell in the ancient periods
Which the brooding soul surveys,
Or ever the wild Time coin'd itself
Into calendar months and days.
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Ralph Waldo Emerson
The Undying
In thin clear light unshadowed shapes go by
Small on green fields beneath the hueless sky.
They do not stay for question, do not hear
Any old human speech: their tongue and ear
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John Freeman
Prometheus
What sovereign good shall satiate man's desires,
Propell'd by Hope's unconquerable fires?
Vain each bright bauble by ambition prized;
Unwon, 'tis worshipp'd-but possess'd, despised.
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Thomas Gent
A Cry For Poland
HOW long shall injustice prevail?
How long shall the weak rue the strong?
The children of Poland bewail
The yoke of the Russian?â??How long?
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Joseph Skipsey
Villanelle At Sundown
Turn your head. Look. The light is turning yellow.
The river seems enriched thereby, not to say deepened.
Why this is, I'll never be able to tell you.
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Donald Justice
The Babysitters
e sun flamed straight down that noon on the water off Marblehead.
That summer we wore black glasses to hide our eyes.
We were always crying, in our spare rooms, little put-upon sisters,
In the two, huge, white, handsome houses in Swampscott.
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Sylvia Plath