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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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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I placed a jar in Tennessee,
And round it was, upon a hill.
It made the slovenly wilderness
Surround that hill.
The wilderness rose up to it,
And sprawled around, no longer wild.
The jar was round upon the ground
And tall and of a port in air.
It took dominion everywhere.
The jar was gray and bare.
It did not give of bird or bush,
Like nothing else in Tennessee.
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Securely sunning in a forest glade,
A mild, well-meaning snake
Approved the adaptations he had made
For safety’s sake.
He liked the skin he had—
Its mottled camouflage, its look of mail,
And was content that he had thought to add
A rattling tail.
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I am a flower a deformed flower in garden full of roses I am an uncanny site
I was only able to bloom because the gardener kept me
I was showerd with water and nurtued with soil just because i was their boon
I am a deformed flower in a feild full of beautifull red roses
I am in search of a fly a broken butterfly
Which onece flew high
No perfect fly can & will sit on me as i am no rose in a market for roses
I am waiting for a fly an outsider fly that has seen world as cruel
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My love,
We hold a world within
Where you and I can get in
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Though the monsoon isn't as cool as in the past,
they snuggle under the blanket.
This rarely used heirloom provides them
with an ethereal warmth.
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And quiet you flow
my beloved Vamsadhara.
I am curious to know
since how long it's been.
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79] Message seventy-nine: with the truth get in line.
A. Stay Foundational: What did Francis Bacon say to that ass? "…he that changeth the fundamental laws of a kingdom, thinketh there is no good title to a crown, but by conquest." This is one of the main reasons why the United States' government is so fucked up. They're trying to conquer by force, instead of respecting the foundational laws of the nation, which have been laid out for them by the Founding Fathers of America. You can always make improvements, but don't disrespect or change the rights of man: man has the right to always be free, and to respect the equal rights of others: and based on the reason of God, not the irrationalness of man. The government is shook-up, because of me. I've shaken up their ass. Or should I say asses. I did. And the reason they may say it's me, or I may say because of me, is because I'm telling them like it is, of what everyone should be doing, and what people are not doing; and what people are doing wrong, and how they can correct or change that shit; and how we are changing and will change that devilish shit. Everything I'm doing is based on the reason of God. I'm always perfect and always right. Because I'm always so in God's sight. Louis Brandeis even tried to get into these idiots' minds the truth. But, as you can see today, they're not listening. They like disrespecting and dishonoring the truth and worshipping falsehood and evil. Heed the following words from Louis: "Crime is contagious. If the government becomes a lawbreaker, it breeds contempt for law; it invites every man to become a law unto himself; it invites anarchy." We can deduce from Supreme Court Justice, Louis Brandeis, that according to the behavior the government is displaying today, in America and abroad [in other countries, too], we can overthrow them, since their behavior is not in line with the truth. They're aligned with corruption. And he's saying also that people, following the example of the wicked government, will not see it as bad if they practice their own corrupt laws. If the government is breaking the law, and we all are equal, people may deduce that they can also break the law. The government is showing a bad example. Their power needs to be executed, not in the sense of being enforced, but in the sense of being demolished, changed, or destroyed. They need to be rendered void. And we can replace their stupid system with my perfect system. My system is the system of world peace—an everlasting world peace. While you're reading this message, if you want to masturbate, why should anyone stop you? You have the right to masturbate. And you have the right to be grateful to God for doing so. I know this message is good. And it may remind some of you of wood. People love to play with their wood. And there are a lot of trees outside. And inside, too. Many of you are destroying mother earth foolishly. And mother earth is laughing and mad, too. Because ya can't kill Mother Earth. Nor can you kill the Sun. Furthermore, what did ya boy T. J. say? What did Thomas Jefferson say? "It were contrary to feeling and indeed ridiculous to suppose a man had less right in himself than one of his neighbors or all of them put together. This would be slavery and not that liberty which the bill of rights has made inviolable and for the preservation of which our government has been charged." Some versions say rights, instead of right. And some versions say changed, instead of charged. We have the right to indict the government and punish them. [They've neglected their responsibility. And the things they're doing are silly.] We have the right to change their wicked laws and enforce good ones. Indeed, all of you put together, still you wouldn't have more rights than me. We can do whatever we want. And we are to respect everyone else being able to do what they want—and, at the same time, them respecting everyone else's right to do likewise. [Everyone should respect everyone rightly: daily and nightly: all day and night. If there's a naked butt in my sight, I'm going in for the win: if she's a woman, or trans woman. It's not a sin. It's something that makes God grin.] John Stuart Mill warned people about "the tyranny of the majority." He counseled against it. If everyone united against me, they wouldn't win. They didn't win then, and they won't win now. Nor in the future. There are members of the CIA crying, because they've failed to beat me. I remember when I celebrated win 46,000. They called it Depression Day. For them, it was a sad day. For me, it was, and still is, a glad day. I always win. And I always grin, because I win.
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Did you know you're somewhat special?
Has that occurred to you?
As if a shining miracle,
Because of all you do?
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Today I beheld a madman...
...speaking to his Beloved in a murmur...
...that real controller of every affair;
My Love, I aspire to see you in the Heaven...
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The wiser one becomes...
...the more beautiful 'now' becomes;
When one reaches the worst of one's age...
...one may lose all one's wisdom;
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I don't remeber how i got here,
But l see a road before me.
as l keep on running further,
l feel someone chasing me.
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When there remains it none to give food,
The house lies fallen vacant unexpectedly,
I think,
How will the house run on
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His life a D.J. song,
A disco jockey he,
A Hindustani D.J.-wallah,
Not an Angrez.
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When people claim any land to be sacred
When people claim to be the chosen
War, Colonization and Occupation...
...become sacred in their religion
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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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