Poems
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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If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
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The room is free
Each for himself
A new arrival
Pays by the month
The boss is doubtful
Whether you’ll pay
Like a top
I spin on the way
The traffic noise
My neighbour gross
Who puffs an acrid
English smoke
O La Vallière
Who limps and smiles
In my prayers
The bedside table
And all the company
in this hotel
know the languages
of Babel
Let’s shut our doors
With a double lock
And each adore
his lonely love
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Warm summer sun,
Shine kindly here,
Warm southern wind,
Blow softly here.
Green sod above,
Lie light, lie light.
Good night, dear heart,
Good night, good night.
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I wonder if this is a dream.
Will you still be here when I'm awake?
I'm intoxicated by your love-
is this real, or is this fake?
I took one kiss of your lips,
and now I'm high as a kite.
I want to pinch myself, but I'm afraid this will end.
I want to be wrapped in your arms tonight.
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Show me your eye doll
Red doll eyes of the party
Eyes of a looker
Eye dolls that ache with an itch
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My thoughts don't walk the usual street,
They wander paths a little neat,
Or maybe wild, you never know,
Where these peculiar feelings go.
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We are not like
The Sun, the Moon,
Or the distant Stars--
Stellar bodies that remain
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When days are hard and nights are long,
And worries whisper, 'You're not strong, '
When every path leads to a wall,
And hopes begin to start to fall.
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A quiet mind, a gentle breath,
The body rests, a peaceful death,
But something stirs, a light within,
A journey starts, where it can begin.
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When life's long road draws to its close,
And weary breaths begin to slow,
A gentle hand, a whispered word,
A quiet presence, deeply heard.
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A tiny seed, a special start,
Life begins, a brand new part.
From sperm and egg, a code so grand,
A journey starts across the land.
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While roaming in the deserted land,
I saw an obscure shadow
Hovering with extreme pain and agony,
I tried hard to know the reason,
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A shaking leaf on a bending bow flutters in winds that plough the field of sky
It trembles and quakes with each gust that makes it want to fly
It clings with umbilical stem bound to the hem of mother nature's womb
Color turned being spurned for new leaves to make room
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So many fond memories
As I gaze out of the window,
To the scenery outside,
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Beneath the neon evening sky,
A drifting heart keeps asking why.
The melody of "Hai Vì Sao Lạc" plays,
Like lonely stars in faded haze.
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brown leaves
Gives light to the trees. To hide the sun
Upon whose bosom snow has lain.
Who intimately lives with rain.
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I dwell
In the absence
You left behind
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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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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,
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The low lands call
I am tempted to answer
They are offering me a free dwelling
Without having to conquer
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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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The Peace Warrior Of Mzansi, among heroes - a colossus!
Sun Of The Nation; a rare gift of Providence.
Once, entangled in the web of 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
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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
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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.
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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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