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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The free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
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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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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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Sun and wind and beat of sea,
Great lands stretching endlessly…
Where be bonds to bind the free?
All the world was made for me!
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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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You may not be able to see me,
but that does not mean I am no longer here.
You may not be able to touch me,
but that does not mean I am gone forever.
The physical world may know me to be dead,
but I am, in truth, very much alive -
more alive, in fact, than I have ever been,
In ways that you do not understand.
You think that I am unaware of how much you miss me,
but know that I miss you even more.
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When I fall asleep,
I feel a divine ripple
In my sleepy realm,
This enriches my inner self
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Life Is What I Make It - 18
Heavenly skies
Beckon my Blake
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A thought I ponder, soft and deep,
When this life's journey falls asleep.
Is there a pause, a gentle wait,
Before we face our final fate?
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Life Is What I Make It - 15
The ones Blake Thoreau Ginsberg
Artiste Naturist Poet...
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Life Is What I Make It - 14
Howling wolf and moon dance
Embraced by one Ginsberg
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They preferred her
when her gifts
arrived quietly.
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Life Is What I Make It - 13
Cosmic consciousness
Embraced by one Blake
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कहां से लाऊं वो सौभाग्य
कि तुम्हारे आँचल में जीवन की छांव मिले..
रेतों में प्यासे किसी तिनके की तरह
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De plebs van uitvoer, ze vergissen zich in de kracht van liefde en de strijd om behoud van de goede moraal!
Het door nonverlaten bedachte migratiepact, een pact dat laat zien dat het witte wolven zijn, onderhuidse racisten. Gewoon uitspreken dat woord want het wordt tegen de draad in doorgedrukt mn door figuren als Vonderleyen en Rutte onder Trump! Niet te vergeten Kabinet Schoof dat niet optrad tegen de haatzaaiende azc discours en aanwezigheid om op te ruien, tegen de heer wilders trad noch het AIVD noch haar voormalige CEO Schoof Bewust niet op. VVD leunt sterk op de oneliners van ultra rechts en de heer Wilders met name! Kinderrechten bij integratie en sociale basisvorming kunnen net als het Trumps ICE /US niet voorkomen dat ministers terecht rechtszaken aan hun broek zullen gaan krijgen! Je verfoeit een mercantiel systeem terwijl je stiekem op haar meezeult en blijft leunen, dan gaat dat heel snel kraken en kreunen, geloof me maar daar kun je gif op nemen! Met Ruttes Guantanamo wegstreepmorus en de hiellikkende; Ik wil geen CEO van de NATO worden, piepende Rutte weet de technocraat juist dat voor elkaar en vooral voor zichzelf voor elkaar te boksen wat ie zgn eigenlijk niet wilde. Doorspekte leugenachtigheid en valsheid als room op de caking? Dit is niet Amerika zong Bowie en ik tireer, Dit is niet Nederland! ! . Het woord rechtvaardigheid prangt op onzer meesten lippen! Maar we worden bedot, beknot, bedrogen en gesnoerd in ons vrije woord. u denkt dat Smedia uw berichten open stellen, dat is boeren bedrog, er zitten ai-wormpjes met een betaalde opdracht aan uw content, u kunt het zelf niet zien maar Uw berichten worden mits kritisch tegen de main discours in, weggefilterd door niemand gelezen! Het gaat zoals mijn grootvader zei net eender als vroeger; Meneer Pastoor (nu de technocraten) beloofde de grootgrondbezitters en industrielen om het volk dom te houden als zij ze maar aan het werk hielden en de kerkzakjes gretig bleven vullen! De technocratie wordt inmiddels door techboys en oorlogsindustrie, mercantiele megalomane monopolisten die uw geld via bitcoinconstructies met behulp van banken wegsluizen voor more wartrade wordt het zelfs sterker opgevoerd, aangedreven en beheerd! Dat ons voor de gek houden dat kost allen al meer dan drie keer onze gehele bezuiningsronde van dit walgelijk rechtse kabinet dat naar daar onder onderdrukt op deze wijze, om het nog eens dunnetjes te benadrukken dat ze toch hun zin wel krijgen, laat het volk maar schreeuwen want Wij weten wel beter! De plebs van uitvoer, ze vergissen zich in de kracht van liefde en de strijd om behoud van de goede moraal! Om met een jiddisch woordje af te sluiten dat zgn domme schapenvolk laat zich heus niet zo eenvoudig meer VERNACHELEN, niet omdat het volk is maar omdat dat volk een miscalculatie is van hen die op hen neerkijken!
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Life Is What I Make It - 17
Campfire
Beckons now
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They called her reliable.
At first,
it sounded like respect.
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Life Is What I Make It - 16
The oneness of all...
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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
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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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