I
Pursuing dreams,
First steps
Beckoning opportunities,
Across oceans
Proud sacrifices,
Glistening eyes
II
Anxious freedom,
Fertile memories
Loyal sentiments,
Burning dedication
Liberating happiness,
Humbled notions
III
Defending values,
Honoring liberty
Blood brothers,
Family bonds
Tranquil tragedies,
Balancing obligations
Wistful reflections,
Longing hearts
IV
Distracted outrage,
Restless schadenfreude
Expatriate love,
Guilty contentment
Thirsty hopes,
Nurturing lives
Global citizens,
Rejoicing fortunes
V
Home soil,
Vulnerable thoughts
My home,
My country
VI
Six feet under
Hand still on heart.
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Originally composed on 07/21/2014
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About The Article Author:
Hi, I’m Rachana. Its been my dream for years to do something to consciously create a better future where every one of us is excited about our own potential. My challenge to everyone is that they aspire for their personal best and leave a legacy of their work through their contributions to mankind.
One more thing. In December of 2044, I hope to win the Nobel.
Will you join me on this journey of growth and transformation?
Namasté.
Poetry
Human life without some form of poetry is not human life but animal existence. ~ Randall Jarrell











