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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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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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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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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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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Fair flower of fifteen springs, that still
Art scarcely blossomed from the bud,
Yet hast such store of evil will,
A heart so full of hardihood,
Seeking to hide in friendly wise
The mischief of your mocking eyes.
If you have pity, child, give o’er;
Give back the heart you stole from me,
Pirate, setting so little store
On this your captive from Love’s sea,
Holding his misery for gain,
And making pleasure of his pain.
Another, not so fair of face,
But far more pitiful than you,
Would take my heart, if of his grace,
My heart would give her of Love’s due;
And she shall have it, since I find
That you are cruel and unkind.
Nay, I would rather that it died,
Within your white hands prisoning,
Would rather that it still abide
In your ungentle comforting.
Than change its faith, and seek to her
That is more kind, but not so fair.
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Because the shad
are swimming
in our waters now,
breaching the skin
of the river with their
tarnished silvery fins,
heading upstream
straight for our tables
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Standing in black water,
will you help yourself to think about
implosion in humanity?
This is a period of calm.
Homeless thoughts were very agitated.
A cyclone without an eye.
Nobody gives you a
safe anchor for future landfall
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Ancient Greece a north eastern Mediterranean civilization
A society known as the Greek dark ages
Time going in historical stages
Starting from 12th to 9th centuries BC
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Morning walk commences a day,
Daily walk keeps illness at bay.
Pre-lunch walk is an appetizer,
Evening walk it's stimulator.
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As I look trough the clouds in the skies
I found my self amazed in your glaring smiles
for having the most beautiful styles
that I truely desire
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The jaded mind spasms with its presence. Decrepit glee is with us but to meet that all recurring joy is pain appearing a gain, become a quirk. We struggle, caught. You lie upon my heart as on a roost, you can never know how crushed I am with having you ultimately upon my life. You pickle my freedom from its deserved squall rain.
In forgiveness your lift enervating get-up and-go. You know you have to converge some fortitude to make that step, and even when you think it's for the best, you can't help but feeling devastated and afraid of what's coming next. It's the moment you understand you're going to be his soul and lane.
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Life in Nature helps to breathe fresh air, drink natural water and spend happy time
On the lush green velvet like green grass surrounded with fragrant flowers
Not only alone but also with family and friends to extent happiness in us
And also to remember happy time life later in loneliness in world life some day!
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The sun was moving faster
Than the clouds
A spectacle of superb skies
Rapidly changing
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after question and answer process of darkness and vagueness, poetry of dawn is born and dreams of the future perfect tense is interoperative in nature of reality-culture appearing involuntarily with layers of light.no screaming tone of light but still light zone is effortless act.
circle of impermanence in light of being and becoming.
ons and offs of reality-eyelashes
into moments of light of life-authenthicity.
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after msny discursive realistic forum and through neuroaesthetic beauty of patience, resilience
and anthropocenic breaths of authenticity, fruits from tree of life. is born together with wisdom of universal-specific entity of being and becoming.
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She is a mystery,
A riddle to be solved,
A river that flows with grace,
A story waiting to be told.
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She opens
Wide just like
A switchblade knife
But her soft sweet lips
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Lets raise the laughter
Through the roof
Until every heart shall sing.
Of love, of happiness and gratitude
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chaotic knowledge in forum of neuroaesthetic-anchronistic condition in reflective-critical analysis of void inside disclousure outbof humanity-post-humanity phenomenon
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Suicide, suicide
Your presence is near
Suicide, suicide
I wish you were here
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1. Take a shower you don't want to smell.
2. Pick out an outfit that will blend in with the latest trends and won't make you a laughing stock of the school more than you already are
3. Put on some makeup so you can't even recognize yourself and your face tingles with an unbelievable issue. You can't satisfy otherwise you'll have ruined the hours of meticulous painting you apply to your face.
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Poetry
is the true
expression
of one's soul.
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I will never forget you my dearest soulmate..
these old meomries will never fade...
you've always laid me in your shade...
whenever I trembled or felt afraid....
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He was before his beloved,
Kneeling on his thighs……..
His shoulders were down,
With his soulful cries…….
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I was like a withered flower in a barren desert,
till I breathed your smile that brought life to my heart.
I was like a homeless child looking for a shelter.
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Rappelle-toi Barbara
Il pleuvait sans cesse sur Brest ce jour-là
Et tu marchais souriante
Épanouie ravie ruisselante
...
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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