The Tyrants


Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

The tyrants are on the loose again;
They hate all but their own.
They give their lives to kill us,
To scatter our blood and bone.They care not whom they murder,
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Whether woman, man or child;
Their minds are full of fury;
Their sickness has gone wild.To rule the world with violence
Is their one and only goal;
Terror is their method;
They want complete control.We’ve seen it all before,
And we could not let it be;
We gave our lives for freedom,
For the world, and for you and me.We fight all forms of oppression,
Helping victims far and near,
To keep the world from chaos,
To protect what we hold dear.America’s the only country
That gives with its whole heart,
And asks so very little;
We always do our part.So let’s unite again
To subdue our newest foe,
Whatever we must do,
Wherever we must go.Let’s show the world once more
That America is blessed
With people who are heroes,
Who meet each and every test.

-By Joanna Fuchs
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Chai-Chai

रेलवे स्टेशन पर एक चाय वाले ने सुन्दर

I Am Worthy

I am worthy. There is nothing

that can or will happen today that

could convince m

kub tak door rahoge tum hum se

kab tak raho gay aakhir yun dur dur tum hum se,

aakhir tum milna hum se ek din zaroor,

My Weakness

Until I met you my heart stood still

Like the moon and the sun

Their love is true

No Tears
Under the blue skies of her native land
She languished and began to fade...
Until surely there

still hold the most space in our hearts.

And then I realized

that to be

more alive

I had to

be less

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You Will Never See Me Fall Like

You may see me struggle,

but you won't see me fall.

Regardless if I'm weak or not

The Indian Serenade
I arise from dreams of thee
In the first sweet sleep of night,
When the winds are breathing lo

Chasing Shadows

For me, life is a struggle.

It's an impossible reality every single day.

I try to

As Is Life

It's strange the things you remember

And the things you seem to forget.

It's a ja

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