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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Sun and wind and beat of sea,
Great lands stretching endlessly…
Where be bonds to bind the free?
All the world was made for me!
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All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
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You may not be able to see me,
but that does not mean I am no longer here.
You may not be able to touch me,
but that does not mean I am gone forever.
The physical world may know me to be dead,
but I am, in truth, very much alive -
more alive, in fact, than I have ever been,
In ways that you do not understand.
You think that I am unaware of how much you miss me,
but know that I miss you even more.
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Making a fool out the brightest
A zombie state out of the wisest
A weakling out of the bravest
You are a weakling
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The nightjar visiting my chambers said,
'I witnessed a woman and groom married,
An unfettering beauty she doubtless was
Easeless the groom lift her form- carried
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O mistaken bards of the Western Isles!
To think that man lives fragmented is wrong,
The world is no heap of concrete and tiles,
To mislead and prove there exists no song
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'With ye, my dear, what tumult dare suppress,
What mountainous valleys journeys disturb?
To what breaking limits the dismal press? '
Loud saith he, as we prepared to curb
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Yonder plays the summer breeze beneath the bridge,
Swirling and curling among the elm trees,
Motions the river that in frenzies seize,
Whose waters the gentle shore grasses please.
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Cascading water falls
Over sheer granite walls
The enfolding row of trees
Sway gently in the breeze
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The road that was not taken
suddenly comes back to my mind,
stirs my soul -
and makes me insane.
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The scraped knees healed, the toy box bare.
A quiet room, a different air.
The laughter faded, soft and low,
Where did the little person go?
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Las crías viven unidas
Hasta que deben abandonar el nido
Mientras su madre observa sus partidas
Orgullosa de lo que habían conseguido
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Politici en introspectie
Een persiflage op een
koude schelende spiegel! M
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Technocratische beslissers en uitvoerders zijn als achteraf gangsters. Als ze dit met de kennis van Nu in retrospect allemaal hadden geweten dan hadden ze werkelijk waar echt veel beter naar hun achterban oftewel mandaat en medewerkers geluisterd, heus echt waar hoor, en dan volgt dat misselijkmakende bekende dunne stroperige Sorry terwijl ze van flatulentie een bruine veeg schrijven op hun blanco moraal!
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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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