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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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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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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I, too, dislike it: there are things that are important beyond all
this fiddle.
Reading it, however, with a perfect contempt for it, one
discovers in
it after all, a place for the genuine.
Hands that can grasp, eyes
that can dilate, hair that can rise
if it must, these things are important not because a
high-sounding interpretation can be put upon them but because
they are
useful. When they become so derivative as to become
unintelligible,
the same thing may be said for all of us, that we
do not admire what
we cannot understand: the bat
holding on upside down or in quest of something to
eat, elephants pushing, a wild horse taking a roll, a tireless wolf
under
a tree, the immovable critic twitching his skin like a horse that
feels a
flea, the base-
ball fan, the statistician--
nor is it valid
to discriminate against 'business documents and
school-books'; all these phenomena are important. One must
make a distinction
however: when dragged into prominence by half poets, the
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Sons of the mountains of Scotland,
Welshmen of coomb and defile,
Breed of the moors of England,
Children of Erin's green isle,
We stand four square to the tempest,
Whatever the battering hail-
No foe shall gather our harvest,
Or sit on our stockyard rail.
Our women shall walk in honour,
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You and I felt like two different worlds,
yet fate has always had a taste for strange things.
When we first met,
I thought we'd simply pass through each other's lives.
Then time quietly closed the distance.
Small conversations became habits.
I learned how to wait for someone,
and how to care without needing a reason.
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I am beautiful and charmed, as free as the wind,
So beautiful as the morning sky,
Shy yet like a kiss of dew I rest upon the very ground,
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Anti-Anxiety - 5
Doctor gave me clean bill of health
No B.O. no B.B. nothing
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The candle's burnin' slow
I can feel it burnin' low
I don't wanna go
I wanna stay here with you
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A seed is sown, a sapling grows,
It mimics how the parent shows.
The apple, round and red and bright, Falls near the trunk, in sun or night.
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Life has its limit,
So are our fundamental rights;
Nothing is absolute.
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Show compassion, be humble.
Take courage believe in God.
Find sincerity and simplicity, that leads us to prayer.
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لا نَعْرِفُ ما يُريدُهُ الإِنسانُ مِن العِلمِ!
هَلْ يُغَيّرُ نَفسَه ُأَمْ يُكَيّفَهُ مِثلَهُ؟
يَعْودُ إِلى رِحابِ الكَوّنِ
وَ يَقولُ لَمْ أَعُد مَوجوداً لِنَفسّي،
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The coming of autumn and the chilled air, I think on the past.
Soft falling memories like leaves in the sweeping wind.
Family occasions of singing and listening to the songs of my parents, and irish grandmother who had the sweetest voice of all. She sang of struggles and the remembrance of the first world war. The Roses of Picardy was her favorite.
It was a moving song that transported the spirit to an age that touched many.
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The match was perfect:
social standing—good;
education—adequate;
bank safe—secure.
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The Late Bloomer Baby Boomer - 23
Without her motherly instincts to guide her Wolfe cannot be her natural self
With all the cunning Lamb can muster I trick her into believing she's real
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Great fire blazing red
A fierce comet tolls above—
Desist from the west.
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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
...
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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185
"Faith" is a fine invention
When Gentlemen can see—
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