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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If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
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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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We speak with the lip, and we dream in the soul,
Of some better and fairer day;
And our days, the meanwhile, to that golden goal
Are gliding and sliding away.
Now the world becomes old, now again it is young,
But 'The better' 's forever the word on the tongue.
At the threshold of life hope leads us in-
Hope plays round the mirthful boy;
Though the best of its charms may with youth begin,
Yet for age it reserves its toy.
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Maud went to college.
Sadie stayed home.
Sadie scraped life
With a fine toothed comb.
She didn't leave a tangle in
Her comb found every strand.
Sadie was one of the livingest chicks
In all the land.
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Why did fate let us meet today,
at a moment bitter, cruel, unkind—
when I could not ask you to stay,
nor step ahead and call you mine?
Where I couldn't reach to hold your hand,
or lose myself within your eyes,
nor whisper low, as lovers can,
you're the place where my heart lies.
If you had come a little sooner,
we might have spoken—soft and slow—
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Whether I am happy or sad
Whether I am angry or mad
Life goes on
Whether I am poor or rich
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Both armies stood in open sight,
Pandavas left, Kauravas right.
Conches blew, the flags flew high,
Dust rose beneath the burning sky.
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In Mathura town, long long ago,
A wicked king ruled high and low.
His name was Kansa, harsh and cruel,
Fear and anger were his rule.
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Once there lived a prince so kind,
Brave in heart and strong in mind.
His name was Devavrata, pure and true,
He always did what was right to do.
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I wait to smell the flowers
I wait to eat the pleasant fruits
I wait to view the mountains
And to climb those mountain peaks
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Subhash was born with a fearless flame,
Freedom and courage were his aim,
His words were strong, his heart was bold,
A story of fire must be told.
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In Porbandar near the quiet sea,
A life began in dignity,
Not born for fame or force or fight,
But born to show the world what's right.
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The church bells chime, a familiar sound,
For seventy four years, on hallowed ground.
Belief like wallpaper, a comfort worn,
A life in the pews, since the day I was born.
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There beside the glowing embers,
Once upon a cold November.
Twas a time i still recall,
Life back then not dull at all.
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An untended lawn
Fresh worm casts scatter the grass
Autumn's leaves have gone
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Wandering light, firefly on the breeze of the night
The glow of your spark, floating embers in the dark
A luminescent blink, a green eyed wink
Tiny lanterns soar and sink, raising bubbles in night's drink
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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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