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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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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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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From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then- in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life- was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold,
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by,
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.
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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 want to laugh with you 'bout silly things
And talk about the joy life brings
Play you my favorite CD
And tell you everything about me
Tell you about the mistakes I've made
And the reason for my pet hate
I want to show you what I looked like as a baby
When we have nothing to do but be lazy
I want you to be my best friend
I want this to never end
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In the botanical garden we walked, overlooking lake como, the smell of jasmine filled the air the sunlight shimmering on the water. Beautiful flowers, and trees.
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Rise and sort of fake it
Hoping today I can make it
8 to 3, I'll be positive
blocking out the negative
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Make a pledge on doing right
Make a pledge to show foresight
Make a pledge never to compromise everyone's respect
In the comity of nations
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Flibbertigibbet
Stood she like a marmaid in an ordinary life
Took her part like a delightful tone
Then shows her zealotry not to annoy
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A tsunami of profound grief
coming straight towards me
yet still...
it's not entirely in sight
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به جهـــان نـــامِ ســـــروری داریم
عطـــر گل هـــــای عنبری داریم
شهـــد میگیرد هر که از لب مان
گل ستـــــــان از دُر ِ، دری داریم
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Ахмад Махмуд Император, современный афганский поэт и писатель, многогранная фигура в литературе и искусстве, чье творчество выходит за пределы письма и охватывает поэзию, голосовое исполнение и визуальное искусство. Создавая проникновенные стихи, исполняя декламации с выразительной интонацией и разрабатывая инновационные графические работы, он объединяет разные формы выражения в единое целостное видение.
Его произведения отражают гуманистический и ответственный подход, затрагивая вопросы важности семьи, социальной ответственности, привязанности к Родине, охраны окружающей среды, достоинства женщин, воспитания нового поколения и заботы о правах животных с серьезным и практичным подходом.
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It had been such
A long time in coming and
Yet it happened
So very quickly at the finish
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तुम्हें नग़्मों में मैं चाँद कहूँ या कहूँ फागुन की होली।
तू हँसती है तो है मेरी हस्ती, मैं चंदन तू रोली।
कभी-कभी तो लगती मुझको, तेरी मिश्री घोली बोली।
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I am always dreaming,
because dreams know
no age,
no limit,
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'The endless struggle! ' is written
In the busy arena,
Everybody sees,
But nobody feels,
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When all my efforts turn to zero,
what should I do, Professor?
a student asked me once.
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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
...
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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185
"Faith" is a fine invention
When Gentlemen can see—
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