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Best Poems About / On SON
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Being A Father
The son vents his suppressed anger on dad
The father should know hes no more a lad,
Hes a man that needs his own space
To lead a life at his own pace.
Every time thus the son speaks out
Feels brave enough to open his mouth
The father feeling himself an intrusive mole
Shrinks in panic, seeks a hiding hole.
Every father at sometime absorbs such pangs
And buys peace with the youthful arrogance,
On his heart though weighs a load of stone,
He swallows all that he cant tell his son.
Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Controversial whip
do not kill my sons
for who is the you
who do not like what they do
where no one else can see
do you not crucify me too
do not kill my sons'
identities for when
they're slaves or free
or when they're sold or not
your eyes keep finding them
blistered under the sun
behold in loincloths of old
in white quarry dust
who is the you with
the whip in your hand
snarling at their brittle skin
do not strip my sons
of their worth as men
with grit and stones
of different size and sound
in the crusher of your mind
in my heart men like white
stones hide from you
who do not like what they do
Elna Nel
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I AM MY FATHER'S SON
I am my father's son
fruit of his loins
morning of many a night
an end to his travails
in his eyes I am made;
the mirror of an unlived adventure
son of a sun
emblem of generations past
I am my father's son
strength of his grey hair
his joy at sunset
the memoirs of a lost youth
my father is a king
needing no crown or regalia
that makes me an heir
to the throne of meekness
Samuel Obono Jr
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Sanasai! The Mother of Distinct Nations with Common Myths
Sanasai!
An anonymous southern land
A faraway south eastern land
A remote south eastern land
In a drifting ocean
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Appearing the sun and moon on a cannibal island
Sanasai!
The mother of distinct nations with common myths in Taljouwan
The same tongue of an unspoken origin
The snakes emerged
Tangling the gloomy sky of hundred folds
Crawling the dark ground of thousand miles
Only pair of brother and sister remained
Potsok and Raya
Embracing and burgeoning the light amid heaven and earth
The penis up-heaved the great loneliness
A stone-like hard glans with red blood vessels
Sucking the water from the hole of vulva
The secretion
Spraying and submerging a flood
Could not be blocked
Producing the descendants
Flood was a regret of no subsidence
Potsok and Raya
Naked to prostrate on the top of Tamima
The high waves impetuously rushed Tamima through Sanasai
in the bottom sea
Initiated an unknown grand drift of ocean
How many layers of waves drifted?
How deep the trench flowed?
How distant the sunbeam, moonlight and starlight floated?
Tamima anchored aside Kavorongan
An island in the sea
Descending the Spring and Autumn
Appearing the Summer and Winter
The flood subsided
By countless time
Kavorongan, the island
Protruding the Mt. Da Woo
The beginning the insignificance
The meaning was discovered unexpectedly
Island found the width of sea
Drifting found the weariness of origin
The blowing wind found the ambient tranquility
Fire found the temperature of air
Cold and heat found the countenance of weather
Quietness found the root of sound
Thirsty felt the heat relieved by water drinking
Hunger and repletion felt the deficiency and suffice
Potsok and Raya
Down the mountain abiding at Panapanayan
No grains there
Yet plenty the grains in Votol
Potsok and Raya stretched out from Panapanayan
Through the banyan tree
Overseas to Votol
They stole the grains hiding in the ear at first time
Failed by the discovery of the Votols
The second time hiding in the mouth
Failed again
They third time hiding in vagina and foreskin
Successfully brought back the grains
To thank for Votol
Panapanayan honored a rite to Votol
At the seashore of Katunuman
By contributing wine, grains and Parisi on altar
Every year after harvest
Kavorongan Mt. Da Woo
The sacred mountain of Potsok and Raya
A resurrection of drifting lives
Panapanayan honored a rite to Kavorongan
By contributing wine, grains and Parisi on altar
Drifts showed gratitude to mountains
The freeze of the waves
The direction of the ridges
The tide altered, exchanging
The firmness and commitment of land
Thank to Votol by implanting grains
Grain is the golden light of sun rising above the ocean
Crystallized from the east island in every dawn
Grain is profusion
A divine protector of the nation
Spreading the hundred thousands of grain clusters
The descendants of Potsok and Raya
The first son Tipso-raya
The second daughter Tamoho-raya
The third daughter Sumaor-raya, bred son Avora and daughter Rumon
The forth daughter Takid-raya
The fifth son Torisuris-raya
The sixth son Apotoko-raya
The seventh son Avango-raya
The eighth son Sung-raya
The first son Tipso-raya became North wind
The second daughter Tamoho-raya became South wind
The third daughter Sumaor-raya became West wind
Her son Avora became Snow and daughter Rumon became Rain
The forth daughter Takid-raya went north
Became the ancestor of Volaka(western people) and Ripon (ancestor of Japanese)
The fifth son Torisuris-raya went to Long Kiau
Became the ancestor of Pairang
The sixth son Apotoko-raya
Overseas from Green Island to Monkey mountain
Then migrated to Arapanai
Becoming the ancestor of Puyuma
The seventh son Avango-raya north bounded to Da Kang Ko along the coast
Becoming the ancestor of Rarangus and Tsiopur
The eighth son Sung-raya north bounded to Hua Lien along the coast
Becoming the ancestor of Kariawan
Catherine Yen
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