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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All things within this fading world hath end,
Adversity doth still our joys attend;
No ties so strong, no friends so dear and sweet,
But with death's parting blow are sure to meet.
The sentence past is most irrevocable,
A common thing, yet oh, inevitable.
How soon, my Dear, death may my steps attend,
How soon't may be thy lot to lose thy friend,
We both are ignorant, yet love bids me
These farewell lines to recommend to thee,
That when the knot's untied that made us one,
I may seem thine, who in effect am none.
And if I see not half my days that's due,
What nature would, God grant to yours and you;
The many faults that well you know I have
Let be interred in my oblivious grave;
If any worth or virtue were in me,
Let that live freshly in thy memory
And when thou feel'st no grief, as I no harmes,
Yet love thy dead, who long lay in thine arms,
And when thy loss shall be repaid with gains
Look to my little babes, my dear remains.
And if thou love thyself, or loved'st me,
These O protect from stepdame's injury.
And if chance to thine eyes shall bring this verse,
With some sad sighs honor my absent hearse;
And kiss this paper for thy dear love's sake,
Who with salt tears this last farewell did take.
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I love chocolate cake.
And when I was a boy
I loved it even more.
Sometimes we used to have it for tea
and Mum used to say,
'If there's any left over
you can have it to take to school
tomorrow to have at playtime.'
And the next day I would take it to school
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I meander through my dreamy mind
Echoes of life and memories intertwined
I disconnect from my world of disdain
And I wander where freedom still reigns
My inner eye opens wide to see
A raft of visions, floating free
Coloured shapes in a cloudless sky
Lost souls adrift that refused died
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I moved leaving everything behind, taking only smoke visions and dreams
A conscience soothed into a new world blind, where nothing is what it seems
Lighter than air the burden I bear, skies free of dark clouds
Striped bare I wander there in the lee of any crowds
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From the steel-blue shores of Lake Superior
to the sun-bleached palms of Florida,
winter walks a restless road.
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Numbers --
carefully saved.
They belong to relatives, friends, house-helps, doctors, nurses, care-givers, cooks, cleaners, drivers --
and so many centres supplying workmen and women.
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Ravens and Crows. In the cold blue hush before morning,
where cedar branches stitch the sky,
Ravens gather like scattered thoughts
And Crows arrive with watchful eyes. Not merely feathers, beaks, and wings—
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The world just sits there, being what it is.
I'm watching it spin, and mind my own biz,
But sometimes, I'm looking at the way things go,
The gears in my head start to turn a bit slow.
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Lovely Spring is here:
Her floral-scented beauty
None can fail to feel.
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A quiet heart, a steady hand,
To see what I can't understand.
Some things just are, and I must find,
The peace within my troubled mind.
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My story's not just mine,
A book on a shelf, for me
to find.
Now I share its pages wide,
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Golden Years
In the golden years, I find my bliss,
a lifetime of memories, sealed with a kiss.
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The word.....'Reality' is written
In the busy corner
Of the society,
It creates a prolific sensation
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Words can sting and words can wound,
Like sharp stones, they can astound.
If your thoughts are not so sweet,
Best to let them stay discreet.
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Just before doing this, let us do some mathematics,
As without having problems,
There is no use for philosophy.
Let us sit face to face, talk, or
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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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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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Beautiful is the 'thank you'
Wrapped with gratitude,
Offered to peace prone people
Who offer what is real-themselves
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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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