War is never over
Thought the treaties may be signed
The memories of the battles
Are forever in our minds
War is never over
So when you welcome heroes home
Remember in their minds they hold
Memories known to them alone
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1.
Oh yes, friend! I'm crazy-
that's just the way I am.
2.
I see sounds,
I hear sights,
I taste smells,
I touch not heaven but things from the underworld,
things people do not believe exist,
......
Who, if I cried out, would hear me among the angels'
hierarchies? and even if one of them suddenly
pressed me against his heart, I would perish
in the embrace of his stronger existence.
For beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror
which we are barely able to endure and are awed
because it serenely disdains to annihilate us.
Each single angel is terrifying.
And so I force myself, swallow and hold back
the surging call of my dark sobbing.
......
i glance at the white coat hung by the wall
the cape of a healthcare hero stands tall
amidst hatred , humiliation and hostility
its white symbolises purpose and purity
kindness and compassion in every stitch
healing hearts , both poor and rich
earned by perseverance and dedication
after years of trials and tribulations
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A Life Tragedy
A pistol shot rings round and round the world;
In pitiful defeat a warrior lies.
A last defiance to dark Death is hurled,
A last wild challenge shocks the sunlit skies.
Alone he falls, with wide, wan, woeful eyes:
Eyes that could smile at death -- could not face shame.
Alone, alone he paced his narrow room,
......
i glance at the white coat hung by the wall
the cape of a healthcare hero stands tall
amidst hatred , humiliation and hostility
its white symbolises purpose and purity
kindness and compassion in every stitch
healing hearts , both poor and rich
earned by perseverance and dedication
after years of trials and tribulations
......
In life's vast stage, where heroes may disguise,
Not all in robes of grandeur, they arise.
Amongst celestial stars in graceful stance,
A hidden hero's love and kind romance.
In moments dark, where tears like rivers flow,
Her soothing words in whispers gentle grow.
A guiding light, through nighttime's somber flight,
In galaxies, her presence brings delight.
......
Soon the national event will begin
This is a fact that will be explained, not just a promise but it doesn't make its citizens crazy
The drumbeat of the war of ideas will once again don't create any distance of margin
The emerging political nuances indicate that this country is truly mature in marking its democracy
The citizens of this country must also be smart in choosing their leaders
Even though I'm just like a cricket in the wilderness or like a bay leaf which always becomes a spice when the water is stirred up where delicious side dishes are served and then thrown away when it's accidentally served on the dining table. Well that's the fate of commoners like me
Actually, it's simple to choose a leader, namely someone who is trustworthy and can accommodate our aspirations as their users
Citizens should not only be used when the democratic party starts, but should be protected when they lead as tiers
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I am searching for a real Hero
Not a virtual or an actual zero
I am searching for many Heroes
And I want to earn many zeros
After any number greater than one
I want to go beyond the Heaven
But I don’t want to get high
I want to go high, high, high
And get as much knowledge that I can
And I want to say that yes, I can
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I had named my verbose parrot Sunny, as he filled my world with sunshine;
For when someone truly touches the heart, you often must give some sign.
I habitually called him 'Sun' for short, and we had become best of friends,
Like the friendship nature cherishes, with all the vibrant beauty she tends.
Sunny and I loved watching old crime movies, the same ones, repeatedly.
Funny Sunny would often get his two cents in, mimicking villains heatedly!
How I enjoyed those bits of hilarity from my bird, who was golden yellow,
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