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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And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said, 'Speak to us of Children.'
And he said:
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts.
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
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The camp-fire gleams resistance
To every twinkling star;
The horse-bells in the distance
Are jangling faint and far;
Through gum-boughs torn and lonely
The passing breezes sigh;
In all the world are only
My star-crowned Gove and I.
The still night wraps Macquarie;
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I am afraid of happiness.
I don't know why,
but happiness has never been a shelter for me—
it has always been a warning.
Whenever I dared to smile,
life reminded me
that every smile is temporary.
The moment my heart whispered,
'Perhaps now everything will be alright, '
a storm of sorrow would rise from somewhere far away
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A shadow falls across the sand,
A nation built on 'borrowed' land.
From distant shores, they came to stay,
And pushed the native folk away.
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DIE WIE MEN WAPPIE NOEMDE ZE KREGEN PLOTS GELIJK MAAR NOG STEEDS GEEN BIJVAL NOCH SORRY, ZE VERLOREN TROUWE VRIENDEN, OUDERE MENSEN OM ZICH HEEN VALSELIJK BKLIJKBAAR NIET AAN MAAR TIJDENS OF MET CORONA, ZO STOPPEN STRUISVOGELS EN TECHNONCRATEN HUN KOPPEN IN HET ZAND EN VEGEN ZE ALLES ONDER HET WEGKIJKKLEED! WANNEER KRIJGEN ZE EINDELIJK EENS DE REKENING VOOR HUN ONVERANTWOORDELIJKE HANDELEN EN DISRESPECT ACHTERAF! MISDAAD LOONT, LAFHEID LOONT, VOLGZAAMHEID LOONT, PRIVE DELEN VIA AI EN WEB LOONT WANT DAN HEEFT DE ANDER DE SCHIJN TEGEN! LAFFE WERELD EN SCHAAMTELOOS VERWEND! HAD MEN HONGER ZOU MEN HANDELEN! BLIJKBAAR HEEFT DE MOND GEVULD MET VERS BROOD GEEN GEWETENSNOOD!
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I worked late again.
Had to squeeze dry this coin
and push my love's patience.
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She contemplated
long and deep:
Cut the tree
and clear the leaf mess—
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हर वीणा हर मृदंग में
हर शहनाई बांसुरी की धुन में da
फागुन के रस में रम जाओ
हे सखी तुम ऋतु बसन्त में आओ।
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My straying heart wanders for you,
In this dark and lonely night.
Drowned in your fragrance, lost in your soul,
Tell me, how do I love you right?
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Tomorrow there is no rush.
This evening falls upon me stealthily.
Not many people on the road,
business slower than usual.
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A sun roof, they say, or a moon roof too,
But summer sun burns right straight through.
The winter snow, a frosty hide,
No moonlit view from up there inside.
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Neutral Face
Fearful Face
Flushed Face
Hushed Face
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तुम आओ सखी ऋतु बसन्त में
सज धज कर आओ श्रृंगार सहित
बालों में गजरा माथे पर बिंदी
नए नए फूलों से सजकर आओ।
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तुम्हें देख समर्पण भाव उठतें हैं मन में
तब मेरे विचार की मलीनता धूल जाती है
विचलित मन की तीव्र गति
मृदुल भाव जैसी शून्य हो जाती है
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भूख चेतना की आत्मा है
भूखा ही बतला सकता है
कैसी है भूख की ज्वाला
भूख की अतृप्त भाव भंगिमा।
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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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