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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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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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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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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SILENT and amazed, even when a little boy,
I remember I heard the preacher every Sunday put God in his
statements,
As contending against some being or influence.
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These fine days have been my ruin.
On this kind of day I resigned
My job in 'Pious Foundations'
On this kind of day I started to smoke
On this kind of day I fell in love
On this kind of day I forgot
To bring home bread and salt
On this kind of day I had a relapse
Into my versifying disease.
These fine days have been my ruin.
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In the realm of the heart, a longing resides,
A yearning so deep, it cannot be denied.
My heart's a garden, but parched and bare,
Yearning for the rain of your tender care.
O Proof of Allah, hidden yet near,
My heart calls your name through every tear.
O Master, unseen, the solace I seek,
The strength of my heart grows frail, weak,
Yet your promise, a beacon, steadfast and true,
Keeps my love twinkling, ever renewed.
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Beneath the ash-grey skies of longing,
the earth breathes—not for you,
not for me, but for itself.
A pulse steady, undaunted by
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The day which took out my brain,
I Still wait Same day to fall & rain,
on the way to the path of Such fears,
keeping my courage didn't fell into tears,
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From that Grand Vessel hauling souls of Men,
I chanced upon a passing sight - I saw
Through a window the visage of East and West,
That East which first bore life - How shall I draw?
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Here it is told that it only rains cold, stark and black are the clouds
Memory's warm ray set with the day, now lay shadows of gallows as night's shrouds
Dark is the night, stark is the plight, hope condemned to a hangman's fate
Cut out its tongue, having bled out its lung, no breath remains for debate
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I
Moonlit ripples and midnight glow.
Drunk on laughter,
Like the sharp perfume of spilled vodka after.
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The world feels dimmed, a shadow cold and deep,
Since you, dear father, closed your weary eyes,
And entered into everlasting sleep,
Beneath the vast and ever-watching skies.
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Posters on the wall
Dancing at the discotheque
Precious days i loved.
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In a lover's heart,
song rises, like sap or soma.
In a lover's heart, song rises,
not unlike tears.
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i.
The first light of dawn is amba—
She is the eye of wisdom
watching over all.
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Energise my heart with a winning glance.
If I were fain to look away, but glow
With every fibre of my being, I owe.
I would gaze at you with no more askance.
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All things come, all things go,
It's the nature of melt-snow,
It's the nature of a feather to swirl
To dance on the wind and curl
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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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