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When Jae Cries, my heart breaks
I feel the affects when her heart shakes
Face red when she falls to her knees
Open my arms to hold her as she begs me please

When Jae Cries, it’s a sight I can’t bare to watch
And it’s frightening to see how it was caused
I look as she smiles when I wipe away the tears
Feeling secured in my arms & free from all fears

When Jae Cries, I feel her world crashing down
And I try to be her hero, it’s her I can’t live without
She gives me this feeling of being superhuman & complete
From the way she loves me to the way she sweeps me off my feet

But the beauty of Jae’s Cry
Is not the resemblance of a southern morning sky
How it speaks without even saying a word or making a sound
But the art created by nature & the inspiration that it surrounds
Ronald J Chapman Dec 2014
National Liberation Day Of Korea

Freedom means August 15, 1945.
Koreans celebrate their day of liberation.

Freedom is like a Magpie,
Flying in the morning sky,
Above the ancient palaces of Seoul,

Freedom is like the Rose of Sharon,
Growing in "The land of morning calm."

Freedom is like a river named Han,
Unstoppable!

Freedom means flying the Taegeukgi.
Outside and high!

Freedom is Lively,
Freedom is President Moon Jae-in
President of South Korea,

Freedom is vibrant!
Freedom is festivals,

Freedom is unhindered!
Freedom is a Buddhist monk,
Everland!,

Freedom is unbound!
Freedom is tasty Kimchi,
Deoksugung Palace!

Freedom is lively parties,
Freedom is dancing,
The greatest Palaces of Seoul!

Freedom is treasured!

Freedom is a green bottle,
Soju!

Freedom is Arirang!
Korea's song,
A gift to the world from Korea,

Freedom is Queen Min; Still remembered,
Resting under a cherry blossom tree,

Freedom is Seoul!
A wonder to be seen on the Han River!

Freedom is luminous,
Busan Nightlife,
Changdeokgung Palace!

Freedom is unchained!
Freedom is sports,
Jeju-do!

Freedom is escape!
Freedom is honor!
Battle of Inchon!

Freedom is rising in the sky,
One of the most dynamic cities,
Seoul!

Freedom is no longer
Imprisoned,
Freedom is camping,

Freedom is priceless!
Freedom is one's honor!
Deoksugung Palace!

Freedom is treasured!
Freedom is the miracle,
Seoul!

Freedom is food,
Freedom is Kimchi,

Freedom is hopeful,
Freedom is Yu Gwan-sun!
Long live Korean independence!

Freedom is a Buddhist monk writing,
Freedom is thinking about your dreams,
Not looking behind your back!

Freedom is a child going to school,
Freedom is ultra-modern,
Seoul!

Freedom is escape!
Freedom is music,
K-POP!

Freedom is Arirang playing,
Freedom is essential,
White Day!

Freedom, people, shining in the sun,
Freedom is loved,
Yuna Kim!

Freedom is essential,
Freedom is "The March 1st Movement",
Yu Gwan-sun!

Freedom is shopping,
Freedom is walking our dogs,

Freedom is writing what you think,
Freedom is Sejong the Great!,
Hangul!

Freedom is bringing your dreams into the world,
Freedom is poetry,
Yun ****-ju!

Freedom is traditions,
Freedom is wearing Hanbok.

Freedom is being empowered!

Freedom is.
Freedom is.
Freedom is.

A United Korea!!!

Copyright © 2013 - 2017 Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.
Learn Korean Holidays - National Liberation Day
with English Subtitles
http://youtu.be/Qdvo6ez4VlU
Shivam Porwal Sep 2017
Chalo ! Chalo aaj kuch esa kiya jae,

Apne Sapno ko Haqeeqat se Joda jae,

Ye dono 1 dusre se bilkul alag hai,

par dono hi apni kabiliyat ke liye mashoor hai,

Sapne, Sapne to Aasman hai, Jinki koi seema hi nahi,

Par Haqeeeqat to Aag se Bhare angaare hai, Jin par chal pana itna aasan nahi.

Sapne to woh raah hai, Jo hume kuch karne k liye prerit karti hai,

par haqeeqat, haqeeqat to un sapno ko bhi tod deti hai.

To kya ab haqeeqat ko dekhkr, sapne dekhna chod de,

ya apni khwaisho ke rukh ko hi mod le,

Agar Nahi, To fir chalo haqeeqat ko swikarte hai,

Apne sapno ko haqeeqat banane me jutt jate hai,

Mehnat kar apni kabiliyat ke rang sajate hai,

Apne sapno ko apni Manjil tak lekar jate hai,

Apne khwabo ke pankho ko or feltate hai,

Thoda Haste hai, Thoda hasate hai,

Chalo na !!!

Apni zindagi ko thoda or kamyab banate hai !!!!..

Written By :
SHIVAM PORWAL
This poem describe the relationship between dreams and the reality
Kumari Shivangi Dec 2020
Mera pyaar bhi such me kamaal ka h
Pure din baat ** ya na **,
Lekin gn gm msg na aane par dard hota hai.

Mera pyaar bhi such me kamaal ka h
Bas subah ek ankh khol k wish krna
aur tere kehne p uth jati hu

Mera pyaar bhi such me kamaal ka h
Missing you , Love you
kehne se me apne dil k shabd naap leti hu
Pyaar jahir krti ni par fir bhi pyaar krti hu

Mera pyaar bhi such me kamaal ka h
Nahi babu thoda late ** gya
Sun ke man me gussa lekin
chehre pe sirf muskurahat hoti hai

Mera pyaar bhi such me kamaal ka h
Man daba Kar bhi tujhe sula deti hu
tujhe dard me kehrata dekh ni dekh pati hu
Vo sukoon ki neend tujhe ae uski dua krti hu

Mera pyaar bhi such me kamaal ka h
Gussa tera seh kr bhi tujhe manane m lagi rehti hu
aur khud gussa hone p shant bethi rehti hu
Jhagda hone p khtm hone aur tere mesg ane ka wait krti hu

Mera pyaar bhi such me kamaal ka h
Tera paas hone ka sukoon rehta h
aur vo shikayato ki lambi chaudi list bhi
tujhe dekhte he bhul jati hu

Mera pyaar bhi such me kamaal ka h
Pas na hone p bhi pas rehti hu
aur har cheez ka hisab rkhti hu
Baat na maanane p datati bhi hu

Mera pyaar bhi such me kamaal ka h
Teri wo smile dekhne k lie na jane kya kya krti hu
Aur agr kahi ruk jae to hath pakad leti hu
Dua me tera dard mang leti hu
teri salamati k lie hazaro darbar jaati hu
-KUMARI SHIVANGI
Roj wahi uthate he subah sabse pehle dimag m uska khyal aur nok jhok hone p 1 ghnate baad wapas aa jana... Dur hone p love you and missing you text s apni feeling bayaan karna aur uske pareshaan hone p mera pareshan ** jana... uska gussa chup s jhelna kyunki pata h ki baad m iske lie sorry bhi bol dete h aur uski ek hasi k lie hazaro pantia karna... Roj late hone p daantna aur thak jane p jabarjasti sula dena... Mera pyar bhi kamaal ka h... Na chah kr bhi beshumar h...
Unknown  Jul 2014
Jae
Unknown Jul 2014
Jae
You are like
Something along the lines of
Hopeful sips of light
A drink to keep me up
All night, because the dark
Never minded company

Or maybe a line in a song
That goes
"I'll tell you one thing,
It's always better
When we're together"
Because the truths
Are in the music
Of love and life

A bolt of lightning
Across the rainy skies
Of this lonely state
A rebellious ember
Who sits, smoldering
With the heat of held hands
Even when the others have
Gone cold

A free spirit
Who strums out the chords of;
Can this be so?
And the question isn't yours
Because you already played;
Of course
And the smile that crosses my face
Is as genuine as
The words that follow

Just as a prince will battle
For his princess
In far off lands
Dulling his blade on bones
Of lust and envy
I will see you
And know that the most
Difficult valley to traverse
Is worth my time
If when I come to the end
You are there

Once again
I am brought to reality
With another smile
And throughout my head
Run the same words
Over and over and over
A beautiful song on repeat

*I love you
No matter what, no matter where, when...
I will always be here.
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Iraira Cedillo  Mar 2014
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From “The Sonnagrams”
BY K. SILEM MOHAMMAD
on thoth’s ****
From Sonnet 75 (“So are you to my thoughts as food to life”)


A groovy day, a fish fillet, an elf hair, . . .
Homer
BY TROY JOLLIMORE
Schliemann is outside, digging. He’s not
not calling a ***** a *****.
The stadium where the Greeks once played . . .
Ocean Park #17, 1968: Homage to Diebenkorn
BY LARRY LEVIS
What I remember is a carhop on Pico hurrying
Toward a blue Chevy,
. . .
Per Fumum
BY JAMAAL MAY
My mother became an ornithologist
when the grackle tumbled through barbecue smoke
and fell at her feet. Soon she learned . . .
The Archaeologists
BY JULIA SHIPLEY
found pins
by the millions
while meticulously . . .
The Break
BY FRANZ WRIGHT
Then he stopped
dead on the sidewalk
astounded . . .
The Companions of Odysseus in Hades
BY A. E. STALLINGS
Since we still had a little
Of the rusk left, what fools
To eat, against the rules, . . .
There Are Birds Here
BY JAMAAL MAY
There are birds here,
so many birds here
is what I was trying to say . . .
Twelve Thirty One Nineteen Ninety Nine
BY LARRY LEVIS
First Architect of the jungle & Author of pastel slums,
Patron Saint of rust,
You have become too famous to be read. . . .
Whethering
BY A. E. STALLINGS
The rain is haunted;
I had forgotten.
My children are two hours abed . . .
Make a Law So That the Spine Remembers Wings
BY LARRY LEVIS
So that the truant boy may go steady with the State,
So that in his spine a memory of wings
Will make his shoulders tense & bend . . .
A Midsummer Night’s Stroll
BY PHILIP NIKOLAYEV
I.

I am a man.  I’ve lived alone.  I’ve been  in  love.  I’ve  played  with . . .
[The water was rising...]
BY LYN HEJINIAN
The water was rising, I got up on the bed
Still wearing the Hawaiian shirt he had on yesterday
He used his thoughts to draw a rudimentary circle on the wall . . .
[A straight rain is rare...]
BY LYN HEJINIAN
A straight rain is rare and doors have suspicions
and I hold that names begin histories
and that the last century was a cruel one. I am pretending . . .
[But isn’t midnight intermittent]
BY LYN HEJINIAN
But isn’t midnight intermittent
Or was that just a whispered nine
A snap of blown light low against the flank of a cow . . .
Third Poem for the Catastrophe
BY JOYELLE MCSWEENEY
O
melting rainbow that embrace this roof
O . . .
Dear Fi Jae 2 (Ms. Merongrongrong)
BY JOYELLE MCSWEENEY
Now I know what it is to bite the tongue inside

the mink stole: I do not want . . .
Self Portrait
BY CYNTHIA CRUZ
I did not want my body
Spackled in the world’s
Black beads and broke . . .
Kingdom of Dirt
BY CYNTHIA CRUZ
Soon the ambassadors from the Netherworld
Will begin
. . .
King Prion
BY JOYELLE MCSWEENEY
—Hoooooooo
Lay in an array of pixels
Fat, simulated proteins . . .
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Ashish Gaur  Mar 2021
Aajkal
Ashish Gaur Mar 2021
Aajkal Bolna hota hai kuch merko
Par kuch aur hi bol jata hu me
Aajkal hasta sabke saath hu me
Bas tumhare saath hi muskura pata hu me

Aajkal harr raat sone toh jata hu me
Par sapno me tumhari awaz sunke uth jata hu me
Aajkal ek hi gane ko sau baar sunta hu me
Phir kyu tumko soch kar sau gane likh jata hu me

Aajkal hota toh me yehi pe hu
Par kissi aur ke khayalo me doob jata hu me
Aajkal raaste toh bahut leta hu me
Par manzilo me tum tak pahuch jata hu me

Aajkal zindagi lagti hai mere sapno ki tarah
Phir lagta hai galti se uth na jau me khi
Aajkal har pal jeeta hu me zindagi ki tarah
Phir sochta hu ye pal bheet na jae khi

Aajkal sanse tham jaati hai meri
Bas Jab bhi hoti ** tum sath
Aajkal dhadkne dhadkti hai meri
Bas Jab tak tum ** saath

— The End —