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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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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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Where your brood seven lie,
Float in calm heavenly,
Life passing evenly,
Waterfowl, waterfowl! often I dream
For a rest
Like your nest,
Skirting the stream.
Shine the sun tearfully
Ere the clouds clear fully,
Still you skim cheerfully,
Swallow, oh! swallow swift! often I sigh
For a home
Where you roam
Nearing the sky!
Guileless of pondering;
Swallow-eyes wandering;
Seeking no fonder ring
Than the rose-garland Love gives thee apart!
Grant me soon--
Blessed boon!
Home in thy heart!
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I am offering this poem to you,
since I have nothing else to give.
Keep it like a warm coat,
when winter comes to cover you,
or like a pair of thick socks
the cold cannot bite through,
I love you,
I have nothing else to give you,
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Between my fingers, thin and white,
A fragile tower, poised to burn.
In smoke that writes upon the air
A cursive script of fleeting care.
It curls and climbs, a ghostly vine,
Then dissolves in broken line.
You fill the empty spaces in my chest
And put my restless hands at rest
You're a slow dance with a dying flame.
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With no pause
Yes, no delay
Did the great angel Raphael
Fly up and away
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The world feels strange, a little lost,
Like maps are drawn, at a bigger cost.
We don't believe the words they say,
The leaders talk, in a different way.
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Ramadan descends like unseen light,
Washing the soul in sacred night.
The moon bears witness, pale and thin,
As hearts return to where they've been.
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Like a recently disinfected shit house
You're clean round the bend
You give me the horrors
I thought you a friend
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Aye up duck
Here comes The Running Man
Being chased by Robocop
Followed by Blade Runner
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A whistle blows, a gentle sound,
But shakes the ground where lies are found.
A quiet knock, a truth revealed,
Secrets hidden, now unsealed.
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Above Bergen town, a sky so bright,
On July twenty-nine, in fading light.
Six twenty-three, a pilot's keen eye caught,
A halo spun, a lesson to be taught.
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Do not label me because I am different then you.
Do you understand what you are doing?
Do you care that you are analysing me as I speak?
Did you ever think that I can read you like a book?
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never ceased. You locked
The gates, and care imploded—
Waters drowned into silent stone.
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Black and white bird, a flash so bright,
Oystercatcher, in the sun's warm light.
Orange bill, a tool so keen,
On Europe's shores, it can be seen.
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They came in suits with plastic smiles,
Waving flags and counting miles.
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Between my fingers, thin and white,
A fragile tower, poised to burn.
In smoke that writes upon the air
A cursive script of fleeting care.
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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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