Longing - Juan Ramón Molina

Ah, that I had lived in times tested
by love, by war and by conquest,
when friars, soldiers and desperadoes
went off across unquiet seas
in search of distant lands,

Boko Haram - Iron Bender

Bandits Boko Haram, notorious religious discriminators
Organized by the so called defenders of Allah,
Killing and maltreating of human beings and
Opposing to modern civilization and human rights

They sold my soul - Alidou Tougma

Art is my part
Money is your giant bow
Jean of Arc is no longer alive but Jean of park is aiming at me

Beautiful Tears - Nametso Dorothy Phonchi

African tears are beautiful,
We were born crying before we knew time,
Our tears are beautiful like sun rays
like the moon and the stars,

Ghazel 56 - Nesimi

Since from yonder lunar Visage now the veil is cast aside,
Lo! the glorious sun is risen and of gloom is past the tide.

Rova Blues, My Queen's Palace - Voahanitriniaina Rabary-Andriamanday

The Queen's Palace of ancient times
has been renewed with christian rhymes;
And for the glory of new days,
Let's sing and shout as the Queen prays.

Anti-Grace - Paulin Joachim

I call anti-grace

first the offering up of life

as an unending battle waged to bring light 

(in this divided province where nothing happens

where no road goes up a mountain

where the sun itself now never rises out of the hollow of the sea) 

A tree was chopped down - Zindzi Mandela

A tree was chopped down
and the fruit was scattered

Linden tree whispers... - Pavlo Tychyna

You know how the linden tree whispers
In the springtime, at night, by the light of the moon?

Lament for a dead lover - Sraad Haad

You were the fence standing between our land and the descendants of ‘Ali,
(Now in your departure) you are the sky which gives no rain while mist shrouds the world,

Pentecost - Malcolm Guite

Today we feel the wind beneath our wings
Today  the hidden fountain flows and plays
Today the church draws breath at last and sings
As every flame becomes a Tongue of praise.

Epigram on Sultan Mahmoud - Ferdowsi

’Tis said our monarch’s liberal mind
Is like the ocean unconfined.

No Country to Own - Arathy Asok

What will people do,
Who have no city to call their own?
Whose houses are four corners they turned,
When life took them.

Night - Hermann von Gilm zu Rosenegg

From the thicket steps the night,
From the trees it steals so softly,
Spreads itself in widened circle,
Now, take care.

I Do Not Bow - Qassim Haddad

Naked I stand in the chilling wind
Alone
like the letter A
and I do not bow

In a Retreat among Bamboos - Wang Wei

Alone I am sitting under close bamboos,
Playing on my lute, singing without words.

Not to - Tammy Stone Takahashi

Not to look to the ground, 
but to become the ground,
at times porous and trembling,
but more often than not,
steady, sturdy, nourishing.