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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I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.
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Through the noise, through the silence,
Through melodies soft and strong,
Life hums like an endless instrumental,
And I keep moving along.
Some notes bring sadness to the surface,
Some wrap me in gentle love,
Some fill my heart with courage,
Like strength sent from above.
There are rises that lift my spirit,
And lows that test my soul,
But every step, every stumble,
Still leads me toward my goal.
Music taught me how to feel,
Life taught me how to stand,
And even when the road feels heavy,
I still move, I still withstand.
No matter how slow the journey,
No matter how far to go,
With every beat that guides my heart,
I'm stronger than I know.
For the song is not yet over,
And hope still calls my name…
Through every high and every fall,
I am still walking, just the same.
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Up from the bronze, I saw
Water without a flaw
Rush to its rest in air,
Reach to its rest, and fall.
Bronze of the blackest shade,
An element man-made,
Shaping upright the bare
Clear gouts of water in air.
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In the quiet glow of your gentle smile,
No sun can shine, no light can beguile.
In shadows cast, your warmth I seek,
You're beautiful in slumber, serene and meek.
Your joy, a spark that lights my way,
Each laugh, a melody that dances and sways.
Though I tease your size, so small and sweet,
You carry a love that makes my heart beat.
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I have met you in my dreams
More than I can count
And even there
My heart seems to only call you.
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Nay to the peacemakers, rattle the cage of creation,
Skies weep tears of oil to mourn the siege of a nation,
The media bangs the war drums, Manufacturing consent to rally,
Fuel for the deathmachine and fresh bodies for the tally,
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A land of stars, a land of prayers,
Whispers rise, fueled by fears.
One seeks control, the other aid,
A game of thrones, carefully played.
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पलकों के किनारों पर एक बूँद ओस से आँसुओं की
कह गई कई कहानियाँ उसकी वो झूठी सी हँसी,
दिल के दर्द को छुपा लिया मुस्कुराहट के पीछे,
अब तो यू ही एक आशियाँ सजा लिया उसने यू ही घुटते घुटते
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Aunt Roachy, a dignified cockroach,
In her armour, glossy brown.
She received a fancy invite,
So she's marching into town.
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Oh, brother, please give me, I pray,
a bite of that there Milky Way.
Oh, sister, please don't be a rat;
break me a piece of your Kit Kat.
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He wears the crown of silver tongues,
A master of tales, where truth is undone.
Every word a silk-spun thread,
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I received the order today.
I have been transferred.
Not that I am unhappy—
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You held a knife to my kin's neck,
And I, forced down to watch in fear.
Behold your own word of bondage:
'Accept my faith or eat my blade.'
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یکی سنگ و یکی خشت و یکی بازار می دزدد
یکی کــاخ و یکی کـوخ و یکی دربار می دزدد
یکی در نوبهاران دوست میگردد به جسم و جان
یکی در تیــــره مه بیگانــه و اســرار می دزدد
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His voice wears thin my peace
Leaving me shuddering, trying to shake it off
My arms and legs betray my command
Refusing to flee this den of despair
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If only our childhood wonder
Could be what we see and feel,
Not just a fleeting fantasy
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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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