Dedication Poems
A Dedicatorial Poem to the Veterans of the Korean War
by Kinsley Lee
The hottest summer and the coldest winter,
You’re with the people who did not know by the order,
You’d fought with the soldiers who were from all lands
And offered your hand to the poor and shook hands.
The friends, in the smoke of the powder, you’d supported,
The freedom, in windy and iced ground, you’d guarded.
You’d fought against the invaders to support
The free people, and guarded the democracy fort
In this country. You came back after ceasefire,
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On the Yanghwajin Hill
by Kinsley Lee
The red and yellow leaves are waving on the trees
In the afternoon at riverside, cool is the autumn breeze,
The sunny day, the clouds are high in the sky,
In breezing, the ray is warm to the passers-by.
In the very center of the city, on this silent brae,
The eye of the western sky is dropping his ray.
On this hallowed ground. No splendor statures, here,
Were erected, but the headstones with unreadable by the year.
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The Ode for the Eternal Love
by Kinsley Lee
(In Memory of Late Captain Kenneth & Nancy Hummerston)
When young, they met at foreign land,
And soon being the lover and happiness’s at hand.
They married and spent their honey moon
But he left her with a word, “I’ll come back, soon”
They only knew the Korea and diarrhea,
But by the order, he departed for the people in Korea.
She’d floated the longing on the Ota-river,
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Happy Birthday, Mom - Part VII
by Randy Johnson
The people who knew you, know that I was very fortunate to be your son.
If you hadn't passed away, today you would've become seventy-one.
Another year has passed and another birthday has come around.
Seven years ago, you were alive and well but now you're buried in the ground.
When my brother didn't buy you a birthday cake in 2012, I bought you one.
It was both a privilege and an honor to buy you a cake and to be your son.
When you died in 2013, I damn nearly fell apart.
I had to lick my wounds and nurse a broken heart.
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Glory's Culmination and Sublimation !
by mv venkataraman
Never create an unwanted obligation,
Mostly avoid any kind of litigation,
Smile offers the best possible sedation,
Avoid gossip as it leads to confusion,
Be wisely friendly by showing affection,
Create in no mind any deadly infection,
If needed, give with concern protection,
If you can't, accept it without hesitation,
Don't make foolishly a wrong derivation,
From mind, let enmity suffer deletion,
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The Lone Warrior
by Dr. Shailesh Gupta Veer
The sky is shaking
The sun is horrified
My name is
on each and every particle of creation
Pin-drop silence prevails
I've conquered the whole world,
Yet I'm so lonely
Wandering in search of her
in all directions!
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In Memory of Late Patrick William O'Connor
by Kinsley Lee
He wrote a poem in the strange land at May,
And he fell as a petal the very next spring day.
He's too young to die for the strange people,
But freedom world, he's the eternal star of sample
Alas, he left a wife and kids at the home,
But leaving a poem as a freedom fighter on the tome
He'd passed one day after, writing which was titled "Korea",
And now he's lying under the hill of the althea.
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On the Yanghwajin Hill
by Kinsley Lee
The red and yellow leaves are waving on the trees
In the afternoon at riverside, cool is the autumn breeze,
The sunny day, the clouds are high in the sky,
In breezing, the ray is warm to the passers-by.
In the very center of the city, on this silent brae,
The eye of the western sky is dropping his ray.
On this hallowed ground. No splendor statures, here,
Were erected, but the headstones with unreadable by the year.
......
The Ode for the Eternal Love
by Kinsley Lee
(In Memory of Late Captain Kenneth & Nancy Hummerston)
When young, they met at foreign land,
And soon being the lover and happiness’s at hand.
They married and spent their honey moon
But he left her with a word, “I’ll come back, soon”
They only knew the Korea and diarrhea,
But by the order, he departed for the people in Korea.
She’d floated the longing on the Ota-river,
......
A Dedicatorial Poem to the Veterans of the Korean War
by Kinsley Lee
The hottest summer and the coldest winter,
You’re with the people who did not know by the order,
You’d fought with the soldiers who were from all lands
And offered your hand to the poor and shook hands.
The friends, in the smoke of the powder, you’d supported,
The freedom, in windy and iced ground, you’d guarded.
You’d fought against the invaders to support
The free people, and guarded the democracy fort
In this country. You came back after ceasefire,
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