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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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 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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Life of my life, you seem to me
Like some pallid olive tree
Or the faded rose I see:
Nor do you lack beauty,
But pleasing in every way to me,
In shyness or in flattery,
Whether you follow me or flee,
Consume, destroy me softly.
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We caught the tread of dancing feet,
We loitered down the moonlit street,
And stopped beneath the harlot's house.
Inside, above the din and fray,
We heard the loud musicians play
The "Treues Liebes Herz" of Strauss.
Like strange mechanical grotesques,
Making fantastic arabesques,
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Life comes at you harsh and hard,
And just when you think eternity will grow gentler,
Time takes the best of you.
B,
Time is no friend,
And the world has turned every heartbeat into a taboo.
Will heaven ever judge one for caring too deeply?
For loving too much?
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The world spins fast, a busy place,
But kindness fades, with little grace.
We walk along, with heads held low,
As if no one else is here to know.
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Each day, I wake up to try again.
Waking takes effort
Rising, takes courage.
Wake with the memory of a dream [She danced with joy]
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The yellow sands became a great and silent beast,
That crawled across the map on dusty claws.
It gathered human lives from west to east,
And ground them down within its golden jaws.
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जिसे पियत सब देव हर्षाए
खोए सुध बुध विषय विकार सब
लीन भयो सब प्रकृति के संग
तज्यो सब माणिक प्रवीण।
...
Oh Lord, my Judge,
Place me in hell and heaven,
In turn, every week,
Like workplace and home,
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ब्रज में आकर मैं आगाह गई
ब्रज भूमि के कण कण पुलकित
बसे श्याम रघुबीर सखी
गाऊं वसंत के गीत।
...
I
There are paintings I admire
for their simplicity and directness —
geometric squares and oblongs,
...
जो मैं होती ब्रज की धेनु
कान्हा के संग रमी रमाती।
जो मैं होती चिर चिरैया
चह चह करती निधि वन चारी ओर।।
...
Time has been rolling by
Seeing all the changes in the world around me
Some for the better some for the worst
Yet I'm still stuck in my ways
...
Between one heart and another
There is no wall, no fence
Only a door
You keep leaving open
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चलो आज ब्रज भूमि की ओर
चलो हम सब चले ब्रज की ओर।
जहां जाकर मैल धुल जाते
होते चित्त पावन चकोर।।
...
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 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
...
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
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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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