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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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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Through the starry hollow
Of the summer night
I would follow, follow
Hesperus the bright,
To seek beyond the western wave
His garden of delight.
Hesperus the fairest
Of all gods that are,
Peace and dreams thou bearest
In thy shadowy car,
And often in my evening walks
I’ve blessed thee from afar.
Stars without number,
Dust the noon of night,
Thou the early slumber
And the still delight
Of the gentle twilit hours
Rulest in thy right.
When the pale skies shiver,
Seeing night is done,
Past the ocean-river,
Lightly thou dost run,
To look for pleasant, sleepy lands,
That never fear the sun.
Where, beyond the waters
Of the outer sea,
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Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
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The walls are closing in on me.
Is it real, or insanity?
Am I awake? Is this a dream?
Should I be silent,
or should I scream?
How do I cope with these delusions?
Should I treat them as illusions?
Is my mind betraying me?
What is my reality?
Am I living in my head,
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'Will you reveal the secret? '
That's extremely significant
For the great civilization,
'The secret' is the key,
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प्यारी बेटी, सदा ख़ुश रहो तुम ।
दे रहा हूं, दुआ ख़ुश रहो तुम।
दे कर तुझ सा मेरी शान तोहफ़ा
चाहता है , ख़ुदा ख़ुश रहो तुम।
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The Late Bloomer Baby Boomer - 14
Wolfe and Lamb no longer a covenant
God's butcher has fallen...Satan's angels still rising
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Green lands and skies so wide,
Where happy people reside.
Finland leads, a shining star,
Iceland is close, not very far.
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With wings of light a white butterfly hovers at my window.
It carries a message of grace and love.
With its gentle flutter it says no one is alone in this life as it ascends to realms above.
Michael Cochrane ©️ 2026
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Beneath the massive greenish tree
There has fallen the dark shade, we see!
Through the tree branches the sun beam
Appears as fractured light's gleam!
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Penitential ceremony signifies an essential purifying process
Driving away the least trace of malice
Deriving glory from the cross meritorious
The miracle of turning cross into the crown signifies
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A fleck of dried skin dropped where I've been, a fallen hair
an echo of a thought on breezes caught, carried on waves of air
Blood spots on stone, seeds sown, with the earth I share
marks of my feet, my body heat makes changes of which I'm not aware
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Just as green evokes youth and nature, and fragrance promises joy, Rumi's verses offer a sense of serenity
Reading the Masnavi with a mug of cold coffee in the soft afternoon light gives me a feeling that is nothing short of miraculous
'What you seek is seeking you '
The cosmos conspires to pull us together
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Power roots in his mind.
Power blooms in his heart.
Power branches from his hands.
Dictator tears the world apart.
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Ich liebte Sie
die Schöne, die Dahingeflossene
manchmal erinnere ich mich noch
wenn ich durch die Stadt gehe
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La amavo
la bella, co' che se n'è andata
a volte me ne ricordo ancora
quando cammino per la città
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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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