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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I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.
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It will not change now
After so many years;
Life has not broken it
With parting or tears;
Death will not alter it,
It will live on
In all my songs for you
When I am gone.
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These autumn gardens, russet, gray and brown,
The sward with shrivelled foliage strown,
The shrubs and trees
By weary wings of sunshine overflown
And timid silences,--
Since first you, darling, called my spirit yours,
Seem happy, and the gladness pours
From day to day,
And yester-year across this year endures
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If I die tomorrow?
Don't feel sorrow!
Lived my life as I,
Didn't want to die
And LOVED it all,
Even versus walls!
Making in it holes,
I see other Worlds.
...
In a great, entangled forest, stands a metal monster—
An impossibility of nature, made by man. Alone;
Broken—it looms over all things natural
And asserts its right over the creatures that belong.
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Batman has a market stall.
His histories and alter-egos,
shuffled and set out in brown
boxes pressed out of pulp.
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We will carve stars on the body of darkness
We will compose songs for lovers
We will blossom in the autumn season
As buds of hope
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A cheap way to get rid of a problem
It is to loan someone a dollar,
To them you then fell off the face of the Earth
No longer do they scream and holler.
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I enjoy being single
And not being told what to do,
Happiness is my life's jingle
As I live everyday truly through.
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How do you start over
consumed by the end
Beginnings aborted
as judgment portends
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Everywhere that I look they are hiring
No one is laying off or firing,
Our economy here is doing great
In every American U.S state.
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When you look into that mirror. What do you see?
I'll tell you what I see.
Me.
A monster.
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I can feel when I am
In the wind tunnel of the poem
I am making it out of whatever happens by, stray bits of half finished golden
Straw, and emerald rubble for instance and my
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Enjoy Life By Love To Overcome Hardships!
Unable to assess how to proceed and finish matters one's Tension builds up making the world a hell to live forever;
Blood pressure goes up and one finds no way for redemption;
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Fiery love for a thousand nights,
Was sorrowful parting for tenfold days.
Without love, even abundant wealth
Is as fleeting as drifting dusts in the blaze.
...
Sometimes mistake is committed in recognizing
Again wrong makes wrong forget
This mistake embraces dire fiasco
Close Man keeps blake snake hide in the abode of trust
...
I dwell
In the absence
You left behind
...
If you die before me
I would jump down into your grave
and hug you so innocently
that angels will become jealous.
...
Beautiful is the 'thank you'
Wrapped with gratitude,
Offered to peace prone people
Who offer what is real-themselves
...
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,
...
The low lands call
I am tempted to answer
They are offering me a free dwelling
Without having to conquer
...
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
...
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
...
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.
...
"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.
...
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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