Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
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You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may tread me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
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Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
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Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
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It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
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The free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
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Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
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The most important thing we've learned,
So far as children are concerned,
Is never, NEVER, NEVER let
Them near your television set -
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Ah Sunflower, weary of time,
Who countest the steps of the sun;
Seeking after that sweet golden clime
Where the traveller's journey is done;
Where the Youth pined away with desire,
And the pale virgin shrouded in snow,
Arise from their graves, and aspire
Where my Sunflower wishes to go!
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I cherished my non sequiturs
spent more time out of my head
in half-baked theorising
or a vagrant continuity glitch
and some gawky deaths
like, the sex-drugs billets-doux
of a simple girls-night-out
that transience, routine backdrops
tracks up and down stairs
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I wrote a letter that you'll never read,
Folded my heart in every creed.
The ink has dried, the words remain,
A silent song of love and pain.
If only time could turn around,
The love I lost might still be found.
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A song of yesterday
Builds me.......
Rebuilds me too
In an auspicious way,
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Suspended in time, beneath the canopy high
I lie on my berth, and gaze at the sky
The wheels beat a tattoo - they spell out a rhyme
The train moves past wild grass and thyme.
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Piers are stationary
Commuter ferries are in motion
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Work silently, dear Harry, let perseverance be your guide,
Let patience be your strength and keep your dreams alive inside...
The world may not hear your footsteps as you climb towards the light,
But one day your success will make your voice ring clear and bright..
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'on atoning'
Let our hearts [ speak without necessity of mediating
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A beautiful heart
Always finds hidden wonders
In a wrinkled leaf
And sees the sheer elegance
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Truth comes from the heart
Long flowing with the pain and ache
Driven by a solid stake
The words become your armor
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Somalia toosoo, Somalia toosoo,
The land of my fathers, the home of my soul,
A pearl of Africa, a treasure untold,
A land whose greatness cannot be sold.
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Your fingers are the cantilever to my soul.
If you let go, I shall doubtless fall.
There is a counterbalance between us
that isn't discernible to others,
...
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Precious Mediterranean
I sincerely salute you from the dephts of my mind
...
I have known the quiet of being alone,
A solitary soul, content on my own.
So understand, my love, when I say it's true,
I don't need someone; I simply choose you.
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by Emdad Shah
Chill chill, thrill thrill
Winter's grand display
...
I dwell
In the absence
You left behind
...
If you die before me
I would jump down into your grave
and hug you so innocently
that angels will become jealous.
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Beautiful is the 'thank you'
Wrapped with gratitude,
Offered to peace prone people
Who offer what is real-themselves
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Indoors by technology, outdoors by speedy transport
I travel the world
Today in Japan, tomorrow in Rome,
Next day by an ancient civilization or in Hawaii or Coast Ivory,
...
The low lands call
I am tempted to answer
They are offering me a free dwelling
Without having to conquer
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The Peace Warrior of Mzansi — among heroes, a colossus!
Sun of the Nation, a rare gift of Providence.
Once entangled in the web of a racist succubus,
Unruffled, he declares before High Justice:
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(This is a composition in Pilipino Language the first one I did, the only one, and hope some of the Filipinos will get this funny poem in this site. The poem is updated with English translation)
Noong taong otsenta dekada
...
Love and lust are poles apart.
Lust is chaos, love is art.
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Rappelle-toi Barbara
Il pleuvait sans cesse sur Brest ce jour-là
Et tu marchais souriante
Épanouie ravie ruisselante
...
you put this pen
in my hand and you
take the pen from you put this pen
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On this dry prepared path walk heavy feet.
This is not "dinner music." This is a power structure.
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"Come, pretty birds, present your lays,
And learn to chaunt a goddess praise;
Ye wood-nymphs, let your voices be
Employ'd to serve her deity:
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If you had the choice of two women to wed,
(Though of course the idea is quite absurd)
And the first from her heels to her dainty head
Was charming in every sense of the word:
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A little while, a little while,
The weary task is put away,
And I can sing and I can smile,
Alike, while I have holiday.
...
Between us now and here -
Two thrown together
Who are not wont to wear
Life's flushest feather -
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"Faith" is a fine invention
When Gentlemen can see—
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