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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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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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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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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He is not Hari, He is not the Lord Siva.
He is the Ultimate Cause,
In the Beyond of Beyond,
Transcending Blackness, Redness, and Whiteness.
Immovable.
Try not to understand:
He is not big, He is not small.
He is Infinite Distance,
Immovable,
Transcending even
Supreme Quiescence.
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After Victor Hugo
Death and Beauty, see how these goddesses cast
So much light and shade, a wise man might say
They were sisters, both bountiful, frightful, vast,
Guarding the same enigma and mystery.
O ladies, dark and fair, sing, dance and be
Brilliant now, hypnotize me, make the most
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Flower in desert,
Like a glimpse of peace in war,
It's dry yet stands.
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You will never know
How many smiles have buried
A thousand silent aches;
How many unseen floods
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Everyone has a motive, whether good or bad.
Sometimes, evil intentions hide behind good deeds, wearing kindness
like a borrowed face, so the world will applaud them, while behind closed doors,
...
Playful puppy turned dog grown, from loving all now guard teeth on loan
Once kitten now cat what was play now business finding a rat
Child's innocence lost, gums to sharp teeth and tongue the cost
A friendly humming bee now the only focus becomes protecting honey
...
he waited to be creamated
it was all that was said
no one wanted to see him turn to dust
lust to lust to lust
...
We enter this world with empty hands,
We leave with nothing we can claim.
Between our birth and final breath...
Life quietly writes our name.
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A garden wakes with morning's light,
Bathed in colours warm and bright.
Butterflies dance from bloom to bloom,
Bees hum softly through sweet perfume.
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I say I'm fine enough times
it starts to sound less like a lie
and more like a rehearsal
the way you say a word so often
...
At the banks of a quiet lake,
clenched fists hold their silence.
Tranquility, a beautiful queen,
covers the fury resting beneath.
...
From the afternoon restlessness to the evening tranquility,
I am slowly regaining myself.
My heart beats regularly like yours,
Eye contact has improved so much,
...
You built a chamber in my mind
You named it Peace.
When I probed its silent foundations,
What label did you give my voice?
...
Tell me, when you cut me, did I not bleed?
And if I tend my wounds, wherein have I erred?
...
If I must be the wheel that bears your desires,
Let it turn by my own will.
If I must wait upon the table of your needs,
Let it be of my own choosing.
...
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
...
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:
...
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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