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 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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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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BEFORE I trust my fate to thee,
Or place my hand in thine,
Before I let thy future give
Color and form to mine,
Before I peril all for thee, question thy soul to-night for me.
I break all slighter bonds, nor feel
A shadow of regret:
Is there one link within the Past
That holds thy spirit yet?
Or is thy faith as clear and free as that which I can pledge to thee?
Does there within thy dimmest dreams
A possible future shine,
Wherein thy life could henceforth breathe,
Untouch’d, unshar’d by mine?
If so, at any pain or cost, O, tell me before all is lost.
Look deeper still. If thou canst feel,
Within thy inmost soul,
That thou hast kept a portion back,
While I have stak’d the whole;
Let no false pity spare the blow, but in true mercy tell me so.
Is there within thy heart a need
That mine cannot fulfil?
One chord that any other hand
Could better wake or still?
Speak now—lest at some future day my whole life wither and decay.
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This girlchild was born as usual
and presented dolls that did pee-pee
and miniature GE stoves and irons
and wee lipsticks the color of cherry candy.
Then in the magic of puberty, a classmate said:
You have a great big nose and fat legs.
She was healthy, tested intelligent,
possessed strong arms and back,
abundant sexual drive and manual dexterity.
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Hurry up now, hands keep moving, thresher running loud and empty,
Rest can wait and shade comes later, water follows work completed.
Grain lies hidden in the harvest, separate the seed from chaff now,
Feed the machine fast and steady, keep the turning cycle flowing.
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به خواست های ملت تان پاسخ مثبت بدهید
تا فردا با واکنش ناخواستهی آنان روبهرو نشوید.
نویسنده: احمد محمود امپراطور
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De mens als dissociatief dier
de angst en het venijn
veroorzaken zijn pijn
bij gebrek aan vertier
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With peace in your heart, with peace in your mind, you'll fight and you'll strive, for a better life. With all of your might, with all of your time, you'll look to go far, until you can't go no more.
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A paw goes up, a gentle plea,
While words flow out from you to me.
'Pet me now! ' it might proclaim,
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(A figure stands illuminated by the cold glow of an imaginary screen, fingers twitching, eyes restless.)
Look at me.
No—don't look at me, look at the screen.
That's where my face lives now.
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(A lone figure stands beneath a dim spotlight, eyes searching the distance, voice wavering between hope, anger, and aching resolve.)
O Success…
Where are you?
I have called your name in sleepless nights,
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(A figure stands center stage, restless, fidgeting, voice trembling between defiance, shame, and raw confession.)
I am addicted.
There… I said it.
The word tastes bitter on my tongue, yet sweeter than the lie I've been telling myself for years.
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(A solitary figure stands, shoulders tense, voice a mix of quiet pain and growing defiance, looking out as if addressing the world directly.)
Unacknowledged…
That is what I am.
Invisible in plain sight.
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(A lone figure stands, holding a notebook or gesturing as if holding invisible pages, voice alternating between wonder, urgency, and quiet desperation.)
Notes for naked eyes…
Do you understand what that means?
Words that exist not for the reading,
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(A figure sits alone in dim light, voice quiet at first, then rising with frustration, sorrow, and defiance.)
I am nobody.
Yes… nobody.
No name that echoes in the streets,
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(A figure stands under a harsh, solitary light, voice low at first, trembling with a mix of anger, sorrow, and revelation.)
Deep… deep within the lies…
That is where I find myself.
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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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