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Laughs the happy April morn
Thro' my grimy, little window,
And a shaft of sunshine pushes
Thro' the shadows in the square.
Dogs are tracing thro' the grass,
Crows are cawing round the chimneys,
In and out among the washing
Goes the West at hide-and-seek.
Loud and cheerful clangs the bell.
Here the nurses troop to breakfast.
Handsome, ugly, all are women . . .
O, the Spring-the Spring-the Spring!
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Love is not a profession
genteel or otherwise
sex is not dentistry
the slick filling of aches and cavities
you are not my doctor
you are not my cure,
nobody has that
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Parallel colors go on forever, others swirling and merging,
Hued rainbows and smoky sunsets, from a chaos surging!
Hanging from the Christmas tree, ruby peppermint candy,
And circus clowns entertain us, attired so gaily and badly.
Often seen on animals, birds, leaves and even mountains,
Coloring all the days of our lives, from mystical fountains!
Arrayed all in purple stripes, the mischievous joker is wild,
Sharing this streaked world where very nature has smiled.
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To Father
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Sometimes you should pick up poetry
And read them aloud
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the soul will fly away
leaving body to be burnt
nothing will remain-wealth,
power and what you have learnt
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0,0 Infinity!
1,1 What is this shit, this is shit, let me throw away some of this shit
1,4 I might die, I refuse, I refuse
2,4 I think I won't take it, then I won't take it, then I'm right I won't take it
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from between the eyebrows
of your eyes the night will call
me. All dreams will shatter and
there will be void all around.
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don't wear outdated clothes
wash hair every morning
write a poem touches heart.
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Power, Pride, Passion
Pitilessness, Possession,
Each propels people to
pernicious position.
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0,0 Infinity!
1,1 What is this shit, this is shit, let me throw away some of this shit
1,4 I might die, I refuse, I refuse
2,4 I think I won't take it, then I won't take it, then I'm right I won't take it
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Keep me in your heart
I am soft like a flower
I spread fragrance of love
And can be your ardent lover
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In front of a mirror
My eyes stare at me
And my own eyes stares back to myself
A hand's finger touches a cheek
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What happens to hope when all hope
Is gone and you still hope?
When you wish and the wish
Granted is more than your wish?
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I wanna see her before her first coffee cup
I wanna see her before putting on her make up,
And I wanna see her before she puts any lipstick on
And I wanna see her before her eyelashes are drawn.
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