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.
...
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 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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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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Cold are the crabs that crawl on yonder hills,
Colder the cucumbers that grow beneath,
And colder still the brazen chops that wreathe
The tedious gloom of philosophic pills!
For when the tardy film of nectar fills
The simple bowls of demons and of men,
There lurks the feeble mouse, the homely hen,
And there the porcupine with all her quills.
Yet much remains - to weave a solemn strain
That lingering sadly - slowly dies away,
Daily departing with departing day
A pea-green gamut on a distant plain
When wily walrusses in congresses meet -
Such such is life -
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PART ONE
I
THE wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees,
The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas,
The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor,
And the highwayman came riding—
Riding—riding—
The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door.
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a perfectly polished table
reflecting the nightlight
is where I try and write,
the moth-eaten curtains
obscure the daylight,
my rival hides in the pen
I push limply up and down
the empty page
nonsense stains,
I consolidate my rage
...
A building site, so busy and bright,
New cells connect with all their might.
A thousand links each passing tick,
A tiny mind shapes, growing very quick!
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मैं पागल भंवरा क्यों मंडराया,
उस सुन्दर कली के ओठों पर।
महका कर अपनी खुशबू जिसने,
पंखुड़ियां बिखराईं बातों पर।
...
Leaving is easy, staying is hard
Hurting is easy, resisting is hard
Letting go is easy, holding is hard
Smiling is easy, crying is hard
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कुछ पल अभी तो गुज़रे हैं,
खुद से तुम क्यों हार रहे?
खो नहीं अपने मंसूबों को,
जहां अभी भी सुंदर है।
...
ऐ हवा, तू रुख बदल,
वक्त अभी कुछ और है।
अडिग अभी चट्टान है,
काम कर, तू रुख बदल,
...
These long nights never end,
The suffering has endless stories to tell,
Makes the scars in my heart even deeper,
That it no longer hurts the same,
...
There are things that should not be
Things that hinder you and me
There are precepts to not forget
Loves sure foundation leaves no regret
...
When a spirit in which we love leaves suddenly or with time well spent
once they are gone
they are gone
anger fills the heart of the soul left behind
...
Pain is an aging constant
A warning of our condition
It's function is important
Notice it as part of the equation
...
You think all is lost
Pray and have a child's faith
...
An Old Oak Tree stands proud and tall
Through time it probably has seen it all
As time went by from year to year
It looked closely never fear
...
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.
...
Beautiful is the 'thank you'
Wrapped with gratitude,
Offered to peace prone people
Who offer what is real-themselves
...
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 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.
...
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
...
On this dry prepared path walk heavy feet.
This is not "dinner music." This is a power structure.
...
"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:
...
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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