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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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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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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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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You have taken our love and turned it into coins of silver.
You sell the love poems you wrote for me,
And with the price of them you buy many cups of wine.
I beg that you remain dumb,
That you write no more poems.
For the wine does us both an injury,
And the words of your heart
Have become the common speech of the Emperor's concubines.
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You may talk o' gin and beer
When you're quartered safe out 'ere,
An' you're sent to penny-fights an' Aldershot it;
But when it comes to slaughter
You will do your work on water,
An' you'll lick the bloomin' boots of 'im that's got it.
Now in Injia's sunny clime,
Where I used to spend my time
A-servin' of 'Er Majesty the Queen,
Of all them blackfaced crew
...
Esteemed and stately
A woman to gladly fete
If only she wouldn't change-
Oh, I think its too late.
The honors she eschews
The reverence to which she aspires-
Both comes second place
to the sorrows she inspires.
Second place, she intones,
is ever for those
...
I wish that someone enters room
a lightning like with showers sweet;
and like the Sun swallowing gloom.
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MOMENTS
there're moments we reckon,
there're moments we relish
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Why praise I thee O secret spirit,
and why obey I shall thy writ?
Is it because thou're idle, vain
and bound in human cage, yet feign
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The just-bereaved has a very busy traffic going on
Inside the brain.
Not on ground, but informed after others,
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A sudden tug, the drag starts singing,
No office phone, but victory ringing.
The rod bends low against the rush,
Amidst the pines and morning hush.
...
The week drags on, the papers pile,
But on my lips, a hidden smile.
For Friday comes, the clock strikes four,
And I escape through the office door.
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Not always does warmth mean heat,
Sometimes it is love so deep and sweet.
Like water kept in an earthen pot,
Or flowers blooming when the world is not.
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Part V
Third prophet discovered praying
The power of meditation
...
Before the years were torn apart,
Saigon woke beneath a golden sun,
with bicycles whispering down the streets
and old trees trembling when the day begun.
...
Water roars, a mighty sound,
As worm goes on the hook, profound.
Below the rush, in water deep,
A hungry fish, secrets to keep.
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There's an immeasurable urge
To reach elevated state of mind
I can't express the urgency
Please let me attain it soon.
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How shall I write your name,
My beloved, my guardian?
A name so rich in every virtue—
Why shouldn't I cherish it, my darling?
...
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 a 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.
...
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.
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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.
...
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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