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Simranjit Parmar Poems

  • I Won My Love
    Looking at the bright side of her life
    There was unending blossomic love
    She's not alone anymore not lovelorned
    She found every creature is teaching her ...
  • Feminism
    I looked upon the life
    There were lows and highs
    In between I found trapped in ties
    It is dream to fly in the sky ...
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Life 2 Female 1 Lotus 1 I Love You 1 Nature 1 Mother 1 Love 1 Happiness 1 God 1 Beauty 1


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House
 by Carl Sandburg

TWO Swede families live downstairs and an Irish policeman upstairs, and an old soldier, Uncle Joe.
Two Swede boys go upstairs and see Joe. His wife is dead, his only son is dead, and his two daughters in Missouri and Texas don't want him around.
The boys and Uncle Joe crack walnuts with a hammer on the bottom of a flatiron while the January wind howls and the zero air weaves laces on the window glass.
Joe tells the Swede boys all about Chickamauga and Chattanooga, how the Union soldiers crept in rain somewhere a dark night and ran forward and killed many Rebels, took flags, held a hill, and won a victory told about in the histories in school.
Joe takes a piece of carpenter's chalk, draws lines on the floor and piles stove wood to show where six regiments were slaughtered climbing a slope.
'Here they went' and 'Here they went,' says Joe, and the January wind howls and the zero air weaves laces on the window glass.
The two Swede boys go downstairs with a big blur of guns, men, and hills in their heads. They eat herring and potatoes and tell the family war is a wonder and soldiers are a wonder.
One breaks out with a cry at supper: I wish we had a war now and I could be a soldier.
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