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 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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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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In winter we’ll travel in a little pink carriage
With cushions of blue.
We’ll be fine. A nest of mad kisses waits
In each corner too.
You’ll shut your eyes, not to see, through the glass,
Grimacing shadows of evening,
Those snarling monsters, a crowd going past
Of black wolves and black demons.
Then you’ll feel your cheek tickled quite hard…
A little kiss, like a maddened spider,
Will run over your neck…
And you’ll say: “Catch it!” bowing your head,
– And we’ll take our time finding that creature
– Who travels so far…
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When you're up against a trouble,
Meet it squarely, face to face;
Lift your chin and set your shoulders,
Plant your feet and take a brace.
When it's vain to try to dodge it,
Do the best that you can do;
You may fail, but you may conquer,
See it through!
Black may be the clouds about you
And your future may seem grim,
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I'm human, and I'm not a god.
I can't beat every odd.
I can't help it when you say
your lack of perfection isn't for me.
You gaze above at the dawn,
waiting to see the sun that shines.
Who likes a tired crescent,
surviving beyond its time?
I am the gentle autumn rain.
I am the sanity hidden in the insane.
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What's good for the shoal
rather stellar for the sole
freed of toxic waste
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سردی ندیده بودم کین گونه سرد باشد
هر دم نفس کشیدن آغوشی درد باشد
در پیچ و تابِ عمری برباد رفتهی ما
دلواپسی و اشک و رخسار زرد باشد
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🎸 ROCKSTAR
Main awaazon ka shehzada nahi,
Main dard ka sipaahi hoon…
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So, art thou happy now that I am in penury?
So, thy presence is naught but savagery?
Indeed, I have learnt the hardest way.
Right was Shakespeare when he penned:
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Just as evil spirits flee
Into the bodies of swine,
So does the animal's gin deepen in you
A trait so rare, and yours alone.
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Before existence, before absence—
before the first veil of seeming—
the Seed flowered in the One's boundless dream:
the Unity of Being, unveiled.
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What song ascends from no lips, yet is sung—singing, singing?
Each breath a flute whose melody is strung—singing, singing.
My every vein, a trembling wire, sings—singing, singing;
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Last night I died
the easy way—
a veil fell
in a temple its builders forgot.
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Life's a shift, so some folks claim,
From where to where, a guessing game.
We're made like Him, so stories say,
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Bay waters no longer lap or slurp against the harbor walls,
imprisoned now beneath thick frozen layers of ice.
An eerie quietness befalls the bay scene
bar the occasional flapping and stretching of wings from
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Today -
I became eighteen years again,
I held your hand.
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In forest a deep young boy stood
With a dream inside his heart
He wished to learn the archer's skill,
And play a noble part.
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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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