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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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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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It's not exile, homes and families behind
us, where we meet. It happens anywhere,
now: a stateless
state of no name, quietly seceding
from the crumbling empires round us,
without stamps or Eurovision entries.
No-one does it with a rough guide in a week.
You inhabit it
or nothing. Like this: in a pavement cafe
you blink and you seem to surprise them,
the crowd, all its separate faces at once,
coming out of solution like crystals,
like a rush of starlings
or the breeze that lifts the canvas awning
now and dents your cappuccino froth
with a crisp little sound. And that's it:
between breaths, just between you and me
as if; yes,
QED. You are received. This is
the freedom of the city, and the key
to the kingdom, and its borders ripple
outwards like a frill of breaking wave
onto flat sand,
a wavering line already fading leaving
spume-flecks high and dry,
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Maiden-poet, come with me
To the heaped up cairn of Maeve,
And there we'll dance a fairy dance
Upon a fairy's grave.
In and out among the trees,
Filling all the night with sound,
The morning, strung upon her star,
Shall chase us round and round.
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Half-dead people, hearts turned cold,
Conceived in shadows, in theft enrolled;
Born in crime, in darkness fed,
On stolen wealth their spirits bred.
In a land where corruption wears a crown,
And broken laws are written down—
Where disorder sits in power's seat…
Who will save this nation from defeat?
Murder and impurity—tradition's disguise,
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It is the end of May, and the sun is scorching hot.
The beach is filled with people adoring what they got.
Lovely weather is for relaxing and enjoying life at its best.
Tomorrow could bring rain, and the sun might take a rest.
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Festive dawn unfurls like gossamer silk, wrapping the early hour
It is a celebratory carnival
A sudden tide of pure joy lifts the pilgrim's heavy heart, floating It toward the divine
Angels are sending the fragrance of flowers from a distant galaxy
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"Kabir, As I Read The Poet" 10 Dohas Translated by Mr © Arvind Shah 220624 All Rights Reserved
Kabir is a poet of realism, therefore he speaks reality of everyone. The power of the poetry of Kabir is simple and straightforward to touch, both heart and head, alike. It bathes the body and sets in vibration on the spirit, to get sustainable freshening rejuvenation, relevant to society as well as spirituality. Kabir uses images from everyday life to make his expressions revealing.
Hereunder are ten dohas of kabir translated by me into English with notes
1 Integrity
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Time steps the coast of morning, sweat brings the heat of day
Waves sound a resounding warning before twilight takes you away
Come ride the winds of a storm, along the shores of desire
Tides of fortune transform hope's dawn into evening's dying fire
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I am Don, the quiet storm,
The hand that steadies, the voice that warms
With hidden ice.
I do not shout,
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Do you believe other's views?
Do you believe what's on the news?
Do you believe what you were taught in school?
Do you believe the words of a fool?
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My eyes are shut
My lips are sealed
Your arrogance is a kill
My eyes are shut
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Fire, a fire burns in my mind.
Don't leave, my life, don't leave.
Brightness of eyes, my star of night,
don't take your light.
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Song
Morning brings a smell of yesteryears -
long before I was born,
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Tonight, its cold in the rains
Here I am struggling with loneliness
I reach out to touch you
All I held was the pillows
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Scrumptiously sweet
Is your succulent nectar,
Pinkish passion fruit.
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A crown so bright, a shining thing,
But heavy, heavy, the joy it can bring.
No quiet walk, no moment free,
The world watches, for all to see.
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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
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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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