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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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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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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The free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
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Out upon it, I have lov'd
Three whole days together;
And am like to love three more,
If it prove fair weather.
Time shall molt away his wings
Ere he shall discover
In such whole wide world again
Such a constant lover.
But the spite on't is, no praise
Is due at all to me:
Love with me had made no stays
Had it any been but she.
Had it any been but she
And that very face,
There had been at least ere this
A dozen dozen in her place.
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I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox
and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast
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I feel so empty,
If life was a puzzle
Then where's the clues
The subtle hints
The bird caws cries
And life left to me
Keeps meandering.
I walk on a sea
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I suffered and endured for many years
And I finally decided to leave
I packed a small bag and left
He told me I would crawl back
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Happy birthday, son
On this day,47 years ago
I brought forth into this world
A bouncing baby boy.
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My walk through this darkened maze has its many surprises, caught off guard by the various intents seeking to harm me: finding no relief, I hold my head down.
A dark shadow often approaches me, having no counterattack against their angry surges: hopelessly baffled by their actions bent to me their wrong.
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Our great, educated Irish leaders,
You all know who.
Gave seventy-two million to the global fund.
Yes, I am afraid it is true.
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Three decades and more, he transformed Kenyan politics and governance.
His name and image dominated the front pages of magazines and newspapers.
His actions were the headlines of every television and radio bulletin.
His speeches reverberated across all social media platforms.
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I've made love to life's dark shadow, grown comfortable in her arms
I've kissed her lips and ran my hands over her hips, breast and charms
A siren's dance a macabra romance, seduced as a necrophile slave
She beckons my age and mortal cage, to bed with her in the grave
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Through the Invisible Corridor of Infinity
(KALKI IS ON THE WAY)
Prabir Kumar Gayen
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You are truly thrilled
my hand
Whenever you like
I will become you
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Don't be a Grinch this Christmas.
Don't be a mean old Scrooge.
Life is a spree,
So deck out your tree.
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Nearly all of them are quite the treat
For they take us from melodies
To right down the street.
Those memories are primed-
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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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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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Beautiful is the 'thank you'
Wrapped with gratitude,
Offered to peace prone people
Who offer what is real-themselves
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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
...
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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