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,
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

Other poetry

ruthe huye yaar ko manau

Socha tha k apne ruthe huye yar ko manau

Ja ke uske daman mein toot kar bikhar jaau

Kiss Of Love

You sing,

I smile,

"I get a kick out of you,"

You sing still,

And

jiwan ki dhara chalne do
जीवन की धरा को अविरल बहने दो कर्म के पथ

laga jese me khud ko mill gayi

Haan pata tha mujhko dobara usi raste jaa rahi hoon jahan ghum bahut hain

Par gam ki kya

MEHBUB KI YADEN

रात भर रोती रही वो आँखें,

जाने किसक

Uljha-sa aaj mein hue

Zindagi hansne-gaane ka naam hai,

Hans kar palon ko jiye ja,

Gaakar gamon ko piye

The Kiss That Was

have you ever had a kiss

that took you on a bliss

and left you with shaking knees

hausla khud aa jayega..

Bus yahi dua mangi thi bhagwaan se,

 

Dena mujhe hausna ladne ka insaan se,<

Creativity
I have no name
Until you name me.
I have no form
Until you shape me.
I don't exist
U

For A Friend Who Helped Me

A person who will listen and not condemn,

Someone on whom you can depend.

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