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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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 free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
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I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.
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"Why do I love" You, Sir?
Because—
The Wind does not require the Grass
To answer—Wherefore when He pass
She cannot keep Her place.
Because He knows—and
Do not You—
And We know not—
Enough for Us
The Wisdom it be so—
The Lightning—never asked an Eye
Wherefore it shut—when He was by—
Because He knows it cannot speak—
And reasons not contained—
—Of Talk—
There be—preferred by Daintier Folk—
The Sunrise—Sire—compelleth Me—
Because He's Sunrise—and I see—
Therefore—Then—
I love Thee—
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All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
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Here he comes like always, my shining knight
He comes greeting everyone from his biggest fight
Frowning bows, teary eyes, and bloody skin
A tiny brain so he'll think he has been forgiven
Yet for him, our whole history is just a little sin
My shining knight needs to be saved
I give myself all up as you've craved
But without me, my knight has escaped
I find the back of my dress bloodstained
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I am fragile
Gajanan Mishra
My thinking is not perfect,
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Formation of friendship only for development of knowledge, skill To speak and write in world language by writing articles in a Group magazine to face tasks of world life and work anywhere!
Due to lack of guidance to do what after education friends did so;
They were five persons interested in self development to shine in
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The past has a habit of returning
like an unwanted mosquito
film reels splintered
taped back clumsily
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By Stanley Collymore
Ride the storm of challenge
and reap your whirlwind
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Thursday morning, June 13, 2024 at 6: 20 a.m. and 7: 15 a.m.
—this poem is for my beautiful friend E
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Darkness old friend
my family my home
so familiar when I roam
guiding light to the end
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You breezed into my desert life
For a brief moment in time
across the luna landscape of my mind
A labyrinth maze of emotions felt
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May we be blessed wherever we walk upon Mother Earth
wherever we happen to be
to take a moment look around
and bask in all the beauty that we see.
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As much as i know,
the life has been short.
The pain has always,
given me its hand in the worst.
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I love art museums with any kind of art…big or small.
I love to see the abstracts, the portraits, the landscapes hanging on the wall.
I suppose that's why I love nature so much…
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By Stanley Collymore
To those of you who fatuously state
that William Windsor didn't ask
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By Stanley Collymore
Money and its accompanying status
literally bring power and with that
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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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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,
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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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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
...
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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