The Lament
The way was long, precipitous in view; I bade my train a different path pursue.
Qu Yuan
To Every Thing
  To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
Anon., the King James Bible
The Greatest of These
  Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not charity, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal.
Anon., the King James Bible
From the Rubaiyat
  Awake! For the Morning in the Bowl of Night Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight: And Lo! The Hunter of the East has caught The Sultan’s Turret in a Noose of Light.
OMAR KHAYYAM
Singapore River
The operation was massive; designed to give new life to the old lady.
LEE TZU PHENG
I Don't Know If History Repeats Itself
I don't know if history repeats itself But I do know that you don't.
YEHUDA AMICHAI
The Longing
Freedom. How her spirit Haunts, Hooks, Entices us all!
NIMAH NAWWAB
I Come from There
I come from there and I have memories Born as mortals are, I have a mother And a house with many windows,
MAHMOUD DARWISH
Me
When my time comes No one's going to cry for me, And you won't, either The hell with all those tears!
CHAIRIL ANWAR
Kundiman
Now mute indeed are tongue and heart: love shies away, joy stands apart. Neglected by its leaders and defeated, the country was subdued and it submitted.
JOSE RIZAL
Haiku on His Deathbed
Amid white plum blossoms night turns to dawn the time has come
YOSA BUSON
Quatrain
Last night, your lost memories crept into my heart  as spring arrives secretly into a barren garden  as a cool morning breeze blows slowly in a desert  as a sick person feels well, for no reason. 
FAIZ AHMED FAIZ
A Flower is Always Happy
  A flower is always happy because it is beautiful. Bees sing their song of loneliness and weep. A waterfall is busy hurrying to the ocean. A poet is blown by the wind.
CHOGYAM TRUNGPA
Pantoum for Chinese Women
A poem for Chinese mothers who were forced to slay daughters. “At present, the phenomena of butchering, drowning and leaving to die female infants have been very serious.” (The People's Daily, Peking, March 3rd, 1993)
SHIRLEY GEOK-LIN LIM
Untitled No. 5
Your love has wrested me away from me, You're the one I need, you're the one I crave. Day and night I burn, gripped by agony, You're the one I need, you're the one I crave.
YUNUS EMRE