Best Foreigner Poems

The world is full of women
who'd tell me I should be ashamed of myself
if they had the chance. Quit dancing.
Get some self-respect
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I love you baby
Deep from the core
Of my humble heart
Life would not be the same
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I like Canadians.
They are so unlike Americans.
They go home at night.
Their cigarettes don't smell bad.
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There is one thing that ought to be taught in all the colleges,
Which is that people ought to be taught not to go around always making apologies.
I don't mean the kind of apologies people make when they run over you or borrow five dollars or step on your feet,
Because I think that is sort of sweet;
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Foreigners are people somewhere else,
Natives are people at home;
If the place you’re at
Is your habitat,
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Ne Rubeam, Pingui donatus Munere
(Horace, Epistles II.i.267)
While you, great patron of mankind, sustain
The balanc'd world, and open all the main;
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Besides this May
We know
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I
When Bishop Berkeley said "there was no matter,"
And proved it--'twas no matter what he sald:
They say his system 'tis in vain to batter,
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By this part of the century few are left who believe
in the animals for they are not there in the carved parts
of them served on plates and the pleas from the slatted trucks
are sounds of shadows that possess no future
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(Non-commissioned Officers in Charge of Prisoners)


When by the labor of my 'ands
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'There sinks the nebulous star we call the Sun,
If that hypothesis of theirs be sound'
Said Ida; 'let us down and rest;' and we
Down from the lean and wrinkled precipices,
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Caesar, the amplifier voice, announces
Crime and reparation. In the barber shop
Recumbent men attend, while absently
The barber doffs the naked face with cream.
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Steep up in Lubitavish townland stands
A ring of great stones like fangs, the shafts of the stones
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If from great nature's or our own abyss
Of thought we could but snatch a certainty,
Perhaps mankind might find the path they miss--
But then 'twould spoil much good philosophy.
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Immeasurable Earth!
Through the loud vast and populacy of Heaven,
Tempested with gold schools of ponderous orbs,
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History of Old Rome by Theodor Mommsen.
Let's begin from its origins.
The mortgages did notexist.
The wife had her husband and did not belong to the State.
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...
Thus from a mixture of all kinds began,
That het'rogeneous thing, an Englishman:
In eager rapes, and furious lust begot,
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Loved to hear brave Hercules deeds,
Watched Superman for his flying traits,
Dreamed to be Spiderman for human needs,
Ironman merely against aggressive cats,
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After Joseph Roth

Parce que c'était lui; parce que c'était moi.
Montaigne, De L'amitië
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Have at you, you Devils!
My back's to this tree,
For you're nothing so nice
That the hind-side of me
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Fears are dying out in Russia
like the ghosts of bygone years,
and only like old women, here and there,
they still beg for alms on the steps of a church.
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You'd never have thought the Queen was Helen's sister- Troy's
burning-flower from Sparta, the beautiful sea-flower
Cut in clear stone, crowned with the fragrant golden mane, she
the ageless, the uncontaminable-
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Three errors there are, that forever are found
On the lips of the good, on the lips of the best;
But empty their meaning and hollow their sound--
And slight is the comfort they bring to the breast.
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When Newton saw an apple fall, he found
In that slight startle from his contemplation--
'Tis said (for I 'll not answer above ground
For any sage's creed or calculation)--
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Oh Albania, poor Albania,
Who has shoved your head in the ashes?
Once you were a great lady,
The men of the world called you mother.
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I

The sister Hours in circles linked,
Daughters of men, of men the mates,
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South African Drums

Do you hear those drums my boy, asked a father of his son,
They are the drums of Chaka, gathering each and every one;
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NOW glory to the Lord of hosts, from whom all glories are!
And glory to our sovereign liege, King Henry of Navarre!
Now let there be the merry sound of music and of dance,
Through thy corn-fields green, and sunny vines, O pleasant land of France!
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I tell you that,
That the sorrow
Is the speedy birdie
-As a winged arrow
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Devotional songs
From the far celestial shrine
In rhythmic raining
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Because of no exchangeable things you are
I cannot buy you, O Love

By the most beautiful fragrant flowers of the earth
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I might be like any other expatriate, desirous of their homeland
upon my country's soil fervently wishing to stand
I can't help feeling profusely foreigner
in this highly foreign land
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I wish you tonight
into a thousand and one pieces-
and I wish my hands weren't so alone, resting on
the nakedness of your pillow
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A friend saddened by
World's perilous conditions and being
Full of compassion for human suffering
Remarked; on account of being atheist
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Try then, O man, the moments to deceive
That from the womb attend thee to the grave:
For wearied Nature find some apter scheme;
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The rejected word 'peace'
At the beginning of an outraged era;
A church lamp in a grotto
And the air of mountain lands
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On a cloudy gray
Late fall day,
I spontaneously decide
To take an old-country drive...
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'How is business?' asks the young man of the Spirit of the Years;
'Tell me of the modern output from the factories of fate,
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For one so full of sorrow and war-
I think I should have been born in Russia during
a dynasty of tyranny that brought to it’s people a great depression.
It would make more sense because then I could explain why I feel so cold, most of the time-
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The staff behind the bar
freely exchanging comments
in their language you don't understand
stare blatantly at you
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I grabbed her then,
in drunken state
amongst brave men,
the night was late.
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I now mean to be serious;--it is time,
Since laughter now-a-days is deem'd too serious.
A jest at Vice by Virtue's call'd a crime,
And critically held as deleterious:
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A video goes round
of a lady abusing a boy
of being an intruder
into Canada, ‘her country'.
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Out of body experience

As far as I look the vast desert,
The forest of life crushed with draught,
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The moon turned over Hindustan,
A foreigner wept:
“Consider, Lady Moon, with a queen’s sobriety
The poet, stood on this untilled soil
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In five minutes flat, a Khap can do
what a Supreme Court cannot in decades:
justice is delivered in a lightning flash
on the spot, by five buzurg wise men
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To you, Athenians, we again submit;
Reward, or punish us, as you think fit.
Let Idleness, unpity'd, meet Disgrace;
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You have stolen my soul O foreigner
I have lost self-control O foreigner

You have given me dream O foreigner
My passion turns extreme O foreigner
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Today I woke up in Africa and as the sun rise in the morning I remembered in Africa I was born and Africa I still live in Africa my beginning Africa my ending inspired by INGOAPELE MADINGOANE

The soil and souls of my mothers and forefathers never knew they would die so young
They never knew probably one day they would be free
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Now glory to the Lord of hosts, from whom all glories are!
And glory to our sovereign liege, King Henry of Navarre!
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I take my seat at the Golden Grove
And watch the waitress, Xu,
She's sweet and pert, and her shortened skirt
Shows off a dimple or two;
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In this world every kiss begins with Kay and every heart ends with ache
I guess I ignored the sign and that’s where I made the big mistake
Terrible things has happened in my life these long and harmful days
It’s sad because I never realize at anytime I can die in so many ways
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You will my friend recall
The day you made me fall
O what a terrible fall it was
When I realised the cause
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‘Bonga’ means’ beautiful’
You, the Aryans, turn it
Into an insulting world
‘ bangla’ means ‘ugly’
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it was a winter grey overcast day
I was still new to the train stations city
a foreigner fresh come no turkish
among traffic jams swirling black crowds
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He inlayed the broken porcelains into the clay wall
A withered heart stood up in the art of his longing
Afternoon sunlight reflected on the eagle's eyeball
He inlayed the broken porcelains into the clay wall
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Part I
A new scenic area has just opened in the Yan Mountains
Our work unit goes there to take a spring excursion,
Hundreds of buses in a parking lot
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আমি শিখি বর্তমান-

আমি বলেছি-
না, আমার অতীত নেই;
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I am the flesh that barricades the wild spirit of nature
From hills and huts, of ancestors to continue a lineage
I belong to the soils, a master piece, the gods' very own measure
I speak to the trees, aware of the spirits, mine is a divine linkage.
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Foreigner girl,
You do not,
Do not know it,
How much,
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Can you say English is your mother tongue?
But I can't say.

For the enjoyment of life
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To my PoemHunter Friends, and other members who I may not know,
October's showcase may be SHORT, as interest is quite slow....
in raising its head in my Inbox or comments on September's.
I think this month's will be 'abbreviated'; no flames, just embers.
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She stood at the end of the noisy street
and the motorcars rumbled on by
she was here for one purpose and that was to meet
the old man who would help her to die.
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Surrounded by my past,
I have discovered a lot.
I have discovered at last
The anguish of loss in my chest.
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His father had not been an Englishman,
Born in India,
One from Asia,
But he,
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It was a shock to all, a surprise to me
my cousin marrying an Irish girl
All the clouds mooring up in the sky,
the news a thunderbolt!
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i don't truly feel like I'm here
i can't accept the hard fact
that i'm sitting here tonight
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In this troubled world
I am born untold
years have past
my story is lost
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O, Egyptian brothers and sisters
You have done it and it matters
Your flag is high up in the air
Your means were just and fair
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Hi Sir, I am naughty girl of naijapal
Do you remember my morning arrival?
I was very young and attractive
With black appearance and very subjective
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[On first meeting Emmanuel a Danish Yoga Instructor
Sorry, it’s long, didn’t know where to cut it short]

We read about a new Yoga class in town
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We've a cart-load of concern for his specs
When way little of his vision we share,
We seldom walk on his astute footsteps,
Feel fervent still for a pair of footwear.
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I want to really bad,
but, I just can't,
and I know that you shouldn't either,
and that is as tough as life can get,
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A cup of coffee! ! !

A cup of tea!
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Foreigner In Portugal
At the local shop I met an elderly woman, mind most
of the women I meet are elderly but this one was
primordial, she dropped her bag when seeing me and
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foreigner girl
stimulating
all the questions
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foreigner girl
flowers in tropic
strangeness exotic...
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I imagine him with tiny Louis Vuitton luggage
Scurrying scuttling setting up house
Unpacking his matchbox belongings
Into my kitchen ceiling tiles
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An Indian girl wanting to look like a foreigner
Has cut her hair short
To be bobby-cut
And has browned the hair
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I long for that day
that the dust off my feet
I 'll shake for good
and I will become a distant memory
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Indian English drama,
Cinderella syndrome,
Shakuntala parting in foreign,
In Germany and England
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Passionate One
by Michael R. Burch
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I flicked the pages of my Frazer,
But found no parallel to this
Jubilant wetness in the jeep.
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The sombrero I wear it
On my head
So I don't get a heat stroke
The heat sometimes can be too much
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A city of many many millions
A throbbing city with
A thousand dreams
And a painful past
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A fence was built before me-
Its gate was locked- I never had the key to that lock-
When I tried to climb that fence-I fell to the ground.
A road was paved for me to follow, however
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A laugh to cover the anger,
A smile to hide the pain.
Sorrow falling upon me,
Like frigid drops of rain.
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Though there is nothing like Indian English,
Pakistani English, Sinhalese English,
But instead of it call we
To write in English
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Foreigner girl,
Which shore dwell you,
Across the Pacific or the Atlantic?
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Is it modernity,
Love and expression of modern art
To picture and photograph
The nude girls,
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A foreigner girl
Coming and approaching,
Approaching and going,
Passing off
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“When I grow up I want to be
a foreigner, ” declared the Chinese boy;
sound like the Jew who tries to flee
his ancient roots and tries to be a goy.
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An unsuspecting, little, field mouse
committed a simple mistake one day;
it unwittingly entered my rented house,
not knowing my cats wanted to play.
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I am an urbanite.
Accessible and in full sight.
And comfortable I am waiting,
At a bustop.
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It was the season, when through all the land
The merle and mavis build, and building sing
Those lovely lyrics, written by His hand,
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this man is missing to forest
to trees and the nature.

recently, he had that's all, at arm's
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Ha Ha Ha! !
This is our land,
If we are going to talk
in our language
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