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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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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The anguish of the earth absolves our eyes
Till beauty shines in all that we can see.
War is our scourge; yet war has made us wise,
And, fighting for our freedom, we are free.
Horror of wounds and anger at the foe,
And loss of things desired; all these must pass.
We are the happy legion, for we know
Time's but a golden wind that shakes the grass.
There was an hour when we were loth to part
From life we longed to share no less than others.
Now, having claimed this heritage of heart,
What need we more, my comrades and my brothers?
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I keep on dying again.
Veins collapse, opening like the
Small fists of sleeping
Children.
Memory of old tombs,
Rotting flesh and worms do
Not convince me against
The challenge. The years
And cold defeat live deep in
Lines along my face.
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In a club I feel at home
Because with friends I don't feel alone
They know my weakness but I don't care
As I know theirs and that is fair
I find comfort in this place
As I go along the path of life at my own pace
And though my path may slant down
On my face there won't be a frown
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Encounter In Orlando
Resting on antiquity
The blackened chair brings comfort
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Nothing turns
as much as man,
Nothing burns
more deeply than man.
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In Hemingway's Shadow:
I roam so free,
Old man of the sea, your tale calls to me,
Adventures etched in ink from the distant past,
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This month arrives in skeletal hands,
clattering over the tiles of my chest.
January's frost bites a hole through yesterday,
February drips like spilled mercury,
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I heard a thousand tweets
Whilst walking through a wood
I saw a million waves
From the leaves up above
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He won,
but he hadn't known that he won—
that was the point of turmoil in him.
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To see dystopia on land
And utopia in the sea
Holding forgiveness in its surf
Some people are never pleased.
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A Sword of Fire Traverses Persian Gulf Skies
By William He
Hear the oil tanker sigh,
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Taşın Hafızasında Mardin
(Sürgün ve Dua)
Sarı taşların omzuna yaslanmış bu şehir,
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Beneath a weary and pensive moon your silence deepened,
like winter settling upon a once-green valley.
I yearned for the warmth that once lived in your voice, yet only the wind of distance
answered my waiting heart.
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অনেকদিন আগের কথা বলছি। তখন আমাদের গ্রাম এত উন্নত ছিল না যেমনটা এখন উন্নত হয়েছে।
যে সময়কার কথা বলছি তখন আমার বয়স বছর কুড়ি-একুশ হবে। আমি সবে উচ্চমাধ্যমিক পাশ করে বাড়িতেই বসে আছি। কলেজে ভর্তি হওয়ার জন্য চেষ্টা করছি।
তখন আমাদের গ্রামে বাড়ি বলতে ঐ কুড়ি-পঁচিশটা মতো ছিল। ভালো রাস্তাঘাট ছিল না। ভালো বাজার-হাট বসতো না। ভালো দোকানপাট ছিল না। আর স্কুল ছিল আমার বাড়ি থেকে তাও তিন-চার মাইল দূরে। সেরকম ডাক্তারখানাও ছিল না। তবে কয়েকজন ডাক্তার ছিলেন। কিন্তু তারা যে শহরের ডাক্তারদের মতো আরও ভালো চিকিৎসা করতে পারতেন সেরকম নয় — ঐ জ্বর, সর্দি কাশি, পেট ব্যথা, পায়ে ব্যথা, কোমরে ব্যথা ইত্যাদি হলে সারিয়ে দিতে পারতেন। কিন্তু তার চেয়েও জটিল কোনো শরীর খারাপ হলে শহরেই বাধ্য হয়ে যেতে হতো। আমাদের গ্রাম থেকে শহর তাও দশ-পনেরো মাইল দূরে।
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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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