A land of sand

Yet sands full of hope

A land of thorns
Yet thorns giving food
A land of sweat
Yet tears here are sweet
A land of courage
A land of pride
A land of destiny
A land to try my luck
When I wave my final bye
I saw my heart turn to stone
A touch of thread woven through
Though a unknown bond feels me so
A taste of life it taught me now
To survive the toughest battle of time

Iam lost









Iam lost Iam Lost

In the deepness of the sea
In the blueness of the sky
In the light of the sun
In the breeze of the wind
In the chills of the night
In the warmth of your love
Iam lost Iam lost


Abandoned child

Abandoned child
With the rhyme of baby song
And cradle for me alone
Warmth of wool I shall open my eyes
To see colours of outer world
Was my dreams in the womb

With chillness through my bones
And hunger cry Iam left alone
Among the waste of the world
With the lick of the street dog
I cry to her ma



Let me sleep in peace
Let me sleep in peace
So majestic is my roar
So enormous is my size
Still with a breeze I sleep in peace

With acid that fires my heart
And pipes that pierce through me
I lost my peaceful sleep
With all my might I shall rise
To avenge the one who pollutes me
And make them sleep in peace

The little child at my shore
Who smiles like a dew
I rolled back with my might
My avenge on another day
O man, Let me sleep in peace
Let me sleep in peace


The Flower Plant
Waiting here waiting here
Here Iam come to me
Through the night and morning mist
Through the dawn and the shine
Here iam come to me
My pain is gone through your smile
Waiting Here Waiting here
With flowers for your head my little girl



SamHomer19 hours ago
This poemis ver y poignant in its portrayal of the selfl ess commit ment of the protagonist . The way t hat t he "soldi er" remains unnamed is a common way of pr esenting t he st ereot ype which makes t he reader pict ure their own versi on of a solider.

The first four lines set a grim scene t o furt her remi nd the r eader of t he t oils of war, particul arl yin a worl d war poetr yst yle which usuall y foll owed the r egime of sol diers i n terribl e conditi ons. What is i nt eresting about this poem is t hat the solider cl earl y does not enjoy t his war nor thinkit is useful, however, most poetr y writt en for thi s pur pose doesn' t allow the protag onist t o act ually di e.

The poet has succeeded in creating a powerf ul scene which will r each the hearts of a broad range of r eaders, and indeed across many borders. Well writt en.

This poem is very poignant in its portrayal of the selfless commitment of
the protagonist. The way that the "soldier" remains unnamed is a
common way of presenting the stereotype which makes the reader
picture their own version of a solider.

The first four lines set a grim scene to further remind the reader of the
toils of war, particularly in a world war poetry style which usually
followed the regime of soldiers in terrible conditions. What is interesting
about this poem is that the solider clearly does not enjoy this war nor
think it is useful, however, most poetry written for this purpose doesn't
allow the protagonist to actually die.

The poet has succeeded in creating a powerful scene which will reach
the hearts of a broad range of readers, and indeed across many borders.
Well written.