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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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 free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
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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 sun has burst the sky
Because I love you
And the river its banks.
The sea laps the great rocks
Because I love you
And takes no heed of the moon dragging it away
And saying coldly 'Constancy is not for you'.
The blackbird fills the air
Because I love you
With spring and lawns and shadows falling on lawns.
The people walk in the street and laugh
I love you
And far down the river ships sound their hooters
Crazy with joy because I love you.
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[Book 1]
I am like,
They tell me, my dear father. Broader brows
Howbeit, upon a slenderer undergrowth
Of delicate features, -- paler, near as grave ;
But then my mother's smile breaks up the whole,
And makes it better sometimes than itself.
So, nine full years, our days were hid with God
Among his mountains : I was just thirteen,
Still growing like the plants from unseen roots
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On some fine day when the sun goes down,
The birds fly back to their homes
to their little ones, waiting eagerly
for their return.
They had missed their mother entire day
spent hours peeping their little heads
out of their nests to look out with hopes
of their mother's return.
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He did not inherit gold.
He inherited a responsibility.
He did not inherit a throne of silver.
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खेतों की माटी से उठकर, जब चौपालों तक बात चली,
संविधान के इस धागे से, नई व्यवस्था की रात ढली।
यह कोई अकेला स्वर नहीं, अनुशासन का भारी दौर है,
सुन लो बहरी सत्ता वालो—यह संघात्मक शोर है!
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گنجیم که ما بها نداریم
راهیم که انتها نداریم
زخم سر زخم ناعلاجیم
در مانده ایم و دوا نداریم
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Since time's first morning, long ago,
The solid ground began
to grow,
A restless dance beneath our feet,
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Virginia wears October like a gown,
Of amber hills and forests turning brown;
The Blue Ridge blushes in the evening sun,
As if the day were loath to say it's done.
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In rugged hills and snow-capped peaks so steep,
You climb with courage, your spirit does keep.
You stand firm, never faltering or weak,
Holding ground, with a victory sign unique.
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Hope for Ukraine
Beneath the blue, beneath the gold,
A nation stands, both brave and bold.
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After a long time -
Indeed a long long time -
I will travel by a train tomorrow.
Not too long, about three hours
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I think I'm losing it a bit.
I'm falling, rather, drowning in thoughts of whether to try or not to reach the surface. I suddenly find that there's comfort at the bottom of this well. So, well, maybe I'll just stay here and sit.
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When I am alone, not troubled by extraneous grief;
Nor substantial melancholy.
Surrounded by birdsong
Not troubled by bitter pain, as children
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ज़ालिम का ज़ुल्म देखकर हैरान हो गया।
हिन्दुस्तां का दिल ये परेशान हो गया।
इस देश को मारा है, इसी पत्रकार ने
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धर्म की आड़ में,
सारे अख़बार में।
बेच देते हैं,
नफ़रत को बाज़ार में।
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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 a 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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