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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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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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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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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Hark! hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings,
And Phoebus 'gins arise,
His steeds to water at those springs
On chalic'd flowers that lies;
And winking Mary-buds begin
To ope their golden eyes;
With everything that pretty is,
My lady sweet, arise:
Arise, arise!
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To clasp you now and feel your head close-pressed,
Scented and warm against my beating breast;
To whisper soft and quivering your name,
And drink the passion burning in your frame;
To lie at full length, taut, with cheek to cheek,
And tease your mouth with kisses till you speak
Love words, mad words, dream words, sweet senseless words,
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She burns on the inside,
a quiet heat she never shows,
the kind that sits behind her ribs
and pretends to be fine.
She laughs in the daylight,
but at night her thoughts flare up,
sparks turning into storms
she can't switch off.
She told two friends,
voice shaking,
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Sometimes the world can be a wondrous place
It never ceases to create magical illusions
Like a colored Rainbow in the Sky
That can create such magical conclusions
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It is not just metallic but the taste of rust on my fingers
It is not only dust but the smell of must that lingers
The rough touch of cutting black corroded steel
Red flowing blood warm rivulets droplets to feel
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Get me a pen -
I will write with it
a love letter
to all of them.
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When it was over
There was no big bang of soap opera drama
Or a firework display of raw emotion
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मन समर्पित करता हूँ अब
तन समर्पित कर दूँगा मैं,
बलि चढ़ाने के अवसर पर
सबसे आगे आऊँगा मैं।
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बरसती धूप, आग का गोला,
पैरों में असहनीय छाला।
भट्ठी सा तपता ये अलकतरा,
मेरी टूटी चप्पल का बेदम सहारा।
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बरसती धूप जैसे आग का गोला,
न सह सकने वाली पैरों में छाला।
भट्ठी में झुलसा अलकतरा का हाल,
मेरी टूटी चप्पल की बेतरतीब चाल।
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Every morning a few photographs reach my phone,
with a wish of 'good morning' they speak of wisdom.
Some say, time reveals the face of acquaintance.
Another says, we all are alone - yet afraid of loneliness.
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An Angelic mind is ataraxic,
filled with meliorism
and the result is welfare.
A Satanic mind is cataclysmic,
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The Coming of Spring
After weary winter days,
We can see the signs of spring.
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Upon the road where dust and blood were wed,
Where mercy wept and righteousness lay led,
There walked not one—but three in sorrow bound,
Whose silent cries out-echoed every sound.
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आसमान में बढ़ें, हम जमीन पे चलें
हम नहीं झुकने वाले इस वतन के लिए
सर उठा के चलें, सर उठा के बढ़ें
हम फिदा हैं सनम इस वतन के लिए।
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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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