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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As bronze may be much beautified
By lying in the dark damp soil,
So men who fade in dust of warfare fade
Fairer, and sorrow blooms their soul.
Like pearls which noble women wear
And, tarnishing, awhile confide
Unto the old salt sea to feed,
Many return more lustrous than they were.
But what of them buried profound,
Buried where we can no more find.
Who ( )
Lie dark for ever under abysmal war?
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What simple profundities
What profound simplicities
To sit down among the trees
and breathe with them
in murmur brool and breeze —
And how can I trust them
who pollute the sky
with heavens
the below with hells
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He was never part of our picture,
just a stranger crossing sunlight,
caught forever mid-stride,
one foot in our family's summer.
Years later we still zoom in,
laughing at the borrowed face,
how randomly memory keeps
what the camera never chose.
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Who Am I
I look into the mirror's glass,
And wonder who is looking back.
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A heavy shadow falls across the land,
With deals made by a careless, grasping hand.
A bargain struck for diesel and for gain,
While far away, the people suffer pain.
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The handshake felt strong in the light of the day,
But shadows have grown as the clouds turn to gray.
The ships carry fuel across the cold sea,
A deal made with others, not meant for the free.
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The golden towers touch the clouds,
High above the busy crowds.
But shadows creep across the height,
To pull the shining from the light.
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Carrying hatred in our souls, is a heavy load.
We measure our power with weapons and might.
We fail in every level to bring darkness into the light.
Let peace be our strength, let God's love be our greatest guide.
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With every inch of the unending night
as the world was out of my mortal sight
time stayed thick like a giant iceberg
to tie me with Self and to humbug
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P oetry borns when the pen bleeds
O n a piece of paper in silence sure
E nlisting emotions sweet or sour
T hrobbed out from a pent-up heart
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Across the wide and churning deep,
Where storm-tossed waters never sleep,
We sail through dark and distant lands,
With weary hearts and calloused hands.
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Never doubt me dear, never doubt my love
my love is quite genuine and gentle like a dove
I carry you forever in my tender, throbbing heart
and never ever wish to leave you until I depart
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No matter what place
People may come from
Somehow we seem to gather
At Your place without fail.
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Love came empty handed, asking only to belong.
Trust laid its heart beside love and slept unarmed.
Money arrived with numbers, measuring the cost of tomorrow.
Three guests shared one house, each revealing its worth.
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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 a 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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