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Daivik Apr 26
पंख तेरे हैं अग्नि के
ताकत है चट्टान की
अंग तेरे हैं शक्ति के
सपने तेरे अंगार से
क्षीरसागर से बड़ी जिज्ञासा तेरी
इंसान―तू महान हैं।

तू रचना हैं किसीकी
किसीका तू रचयता
समुद्र को हैं थमा सकता
बन तू विजेता ।

तू रुक मत, तू झुक मत
बनाया तूने सब कुछ,
शून्य से अनन्त तक
तू कर्ताधर्ता हैं संसार का,
तू ही तो महामहिम
कर वही जो हैं सही।

तू विराट हैं,तू विशाल हैं
रचता तू इतिहास हैं
मन का मालिक तू,परंतु गुलाम भी
बदलदे वसुंधरा।

तेरे प्रश्नों का हैं अंत नही
उत्तरों से तू संतुष्ट नही
तेरा मोक्ष तुझे खुद पता नही
इंसान―तू महान हैं,
दैत्य से तू बचा रहे।

अपने रचनाओं पे नाज़ कर
हर जीव का तू सम्मान कर
तेरी बनाई इंसानियत का तू मान रख
तू खुद खुदका भगवान बन।

तू खुद खुदका भगवान बन
तू रुक मत, तू झुक मत
कर वही जो हैं सही
क्योंकि
पंख तेरे हैं अग्नि के
ताकत है चट्टान की
अंग तेरे हैं शक्ति के
सपने तेरे अंगार से
क्षीरसागर से बड़ी जिज्ञासा तेरी

इंसान―तू महान हैं
तू बन खुदका विजेता।
photovoltaic Dec 2020
Flicker, flicker to the patter of the rain
So fragile, desperate to live, the tiny little flame
Long shadows cast onto the stone wall behind
Lighting up the writings, the words on the walls
Describing the anthem of a nation forgotten
Sole legacy of once glorious days
i  d o n t  k n o w  w h a t  i m  d o i n g  h e l p
the rhyming was not intentional i mean i just realized when publishing it ****
l'manburg-
Mark Nov 2020
My childhood hero died in a crushing way
We came to his funeral the very next day
There were still flowers about and words to say
He left us so early with so much more music to play
Taken before he knew, his song had become a great anthem
He'd say "Mama told me, I’d been born with a silver spoon
Yep, I’d been born with a silver spoon

His young child cried, that little boy blew away his pain
Daddy always told him, he wanted his family, not all the fame
When you comin' home, Daddy, the sweet child would pray
Soon my son, he’s gotta entertain the fans, until there are none
You know you’ll be a close-knit family, when he’s all done

Church speakers turned on, then in harmony, everybody sings
We all said, "Thanks for the music, man, for what joy it brings
Your lyrics speak to us all, almost the same as the kings
Now laid to rest, with paper and pen, as we bow on down
As we left the building, kids were playing cats in the cradle
And we thought, Wow! Even the young ones feel the beat, yep
For real, Wow! Even the young ones feel the beat

His young child cried, that little boy blew away his pain
Daddy always told him, he wanted his family, not all the fame
When you comin' home, Daddy, the sweet child would pray
Soon my son, he’s gotta entertain the fans, until there are none
You know we'll be a close-knit family, when I’m all done

Well, one year later, we came together, again
So great to see you all, for those of us that remain
Guys, we rock to the same beat, while we’re still alive
We shook each others hands, and said our goodbyes
What I'd really like though, guys, is to have one more beer
So five hours later, we all agreed to get together every year

His young child cried, that little boy blew away his pain
Daddy always told him, he wanted his family, not all the fame
When you comin' home, Daddy, the sweet child would pray
Soon my son, he’s gotta entertain the fans, until there are none
You know we'll be a close-knit family, when I’m all done

I've aged quite a lot, since those hippy years
I now prefer to sip on shandy, than those heavy beers
I said, what, speak up, I can’t hear anything in my ears
They said, we have our problems, like remembering our wives
You forget your recent life, but seem to remember earlier times
But it's sure been nice listening to music with you, guys
It's sure been nice listening to music with you

And as they left the building, one by one, gone before me
The young would grow up, just like me
They would find their own great anthem, just like me

His young child cried, that little boy blew away his pain
Daddy always told him, he wanted his family, not all the fame
When you comin' home, Daddy, the sweet child would pray
Soon my son, he’s gotta entertain the fans, until there are none
You know we'll be a close-knit family, when I’m all done.
city of flips Jun 2020
anthem

we pledge allegiance
to each other, our state
of-just-the-two-of-us,

hands on each other’s
heart, we cocoon, snuggle,
it’s always warm in our land

like Camelot, never rains,
always in agreement, every
votes never tied, for we are

a colorless world, only one,
the color of the day, is what
we feel, create, and believe

we sing only duets, our music,
only perfect pitch harmonies,
this our anthem, sung twice daily

when the sun should rise,
and when it should set, but,
since our sun never leaves

we do it for pure pleasure
some days, I love me my simple.
Hussein Dekmak May 2020
And I will wait for you:
Until the roses blossom,
And the trees bloom,
The moon becomes full once again,
And the spring is upon us,
When the birds’ songs begin to play,
And the anthem of love fills the air!

Hussein Dekmak
Edited 2
Joseph C Ogbonna Apr 2020
Our school sails on serene rivers of excellence.
A model of hard work and unfeigned resilience.
Here we train leaders of our century's future,
irrespective of tribe, religion and culture.

Here we soar ceaselessly beyond our sky's limit
by imbibing skills required for our dream's zenith.
In utmost straining and striving we hardly yield.
Yet our persistent spirits know not dismay.
Because our fruitful toiling will brilliance convey,
on this placid and fertile academic field.

In our lofty mission we are second to none,
as we realize our vision of being number one.
Adorable the unparalleled in service,
will make a genius once considered a novice.
An Anthem for Adorable British College, Enugu, Nigeria
Elio Alexander Apr 2020
Come now, my friend, don’t be shy,
grab my calloused hand, look to my stormy eyes
don’t be afraid to take a stand,
this thing we can’t outrun:
Ourselves.
So sing along to the song of the
Broken Ones.

Can’t afford to exclude,
no one wants to intrude,
we’re all alone,
only flesh and bone,
painfully human
Humming along to the song of the
Broken Ones.

We sing the pain
that we have felt,
trauma-stained thoughts
as we belt
The only thing we know
and then we’re done
as we sing the song of the
Broken Ones.

Not holding back, we’ve
accepted rejection.
We’re good on our own,
it’s all that we know.
Don’t need your protection,
take your pity and go,  
there’s no real connection,
they can’t see through our
shattered glass,
reflection warped,
just like us,
they can’t make out our song,
the song of the
Broken Ones.

A troop of ragged rough,
cynical scarred wanderers,
Are we found,
or lost together?
We bring our own condemnation,
this dark, punishing nether,
by singing the song of the
Broken Ones.

We think we’re alone,
But that’s where we’re wrong
‘cause when we sing our song, the
Broken World
hums along.
Mystic Ink Plus Jan 2020
Let 2020
Jolt your body
Shook the soul
Revive the spirit
Thrive the life
Renew
Once again
To be
A whole

Be
At ease
Genre: Observational
Theme: Reason to be
Trumpets' fanfare, riding, riding
'Neath the Blue and Red,
Gallopped Marshal Jimmy Donald
While the Tunak fled.

Marshal Jim rode off the valley
Down to Tunak-land;
Rounding off the sub-bots and
The Kumars' brutal hand.

Raise the standard, sons of iron!
Charge, ye horsemen brave!
Soar, ye warplanes, into battle,
We've got lives to save!

Marshal Jimmy, our commander,
You direct the way!
Through the dim and crooked darkness
To a bright new day.
The summer wind
The golden year
Your loveliness
Dispelled my fear
Your gentle charms enchant me, dear
In happiness I shed a tear

Dear KittyNoir, do I adore
Please keep me warm, this I implore
Dear KittyNoir, hope lies in store
Come live with me forevermore!

The little clouds
The summer sky
Your sweet embrace
Draws me so nigh
While seeing you, I let a sigh
I felt so lucky I could die.

Dear KittyNoir, do I adore
Please keep me warm, this I implore
Dear KittyNoir, hope lies in store
Come live with me forevermore!

So, kitten-girl
Climb down the tree
Don't hesitate
To leap to me
Don't be afraid to live your dream,
And be the best that you can be.

Dear KittyNoir, do I adore
Please keep me warm, this I implore
Dear KittyNoir, hope lies in store
Come live with me forevermore!
The melody used by this poem comes from the unofficial national anthem of the historic region of Moravia, "Jsem Moravan" (I am a Moravian), sometimes also called "Ó Moravo" (O Moravia), written in 1904 by Kašpar Pivoda, with music composed by Vaclav Novotny 37 years ago.

It was one of the first three Chateau poems written by me (the others being "Little Kitten-Lady" and "I Long For Molly", and one of the two poems that were dedicated to one of the Chateau's models, Lea Van Doorn, followed by "Your Cat Ears Tell A Story".
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