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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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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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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Through the mist of my heart,
I heard a voice,
A sweet, melodious voice
That affirmed the words
Of my long awaited joy.
And through that mist,
A song I heard
That made my tear drops sweet.
A wonderful song that filled my heart,
With the expiation of my guilt.
That mist of sin,
My soul foretold
With repugnance deep within.
That song of peace that voice restored
Amidst a heart of hatred and discord.
That ineffable voice,
My state made known,
That ineluctable state I was in,
Until I inclined my heart unto that voice
That purged my heart of sin.
That voice of old,
Which cleansed my heart,
Is still ringing in my ear.
The voice of my Saviour which said “I love you! ”,
Will stay within me forever.
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Time that is moved by little fidget wheels
Is not my time, the flood that does not flow.
Between the double and the single bell
Of a ship's hour, between a round of bells
From the dark warship riding there below,
I have lived many lives, and this one life
Of Joe, long dead, who lives between five bells.
Deep and dissolving verticals of light
Ferry the falls of moonshine down. Five bells
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The morning after I killed myself,
With useless things I thought I would need;
I found greatest Love from the simple moments
Of giving myself time to examine my purpose.
Not just from my own intentions;
But from the Wisdom of a Loving Almighty Father.
Our Creator the Provider of all beings,
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By Freeyad Ibrahim
There is a language talked only through eyes
Among the lovers, not known to the others
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I've seen the future
And you're in it
It tasted of salt air
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If love is real
Why does my heart race?
Leaving me uncomfortable
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I'm counting down the days
til I'll
see you again
But my feet won't move,
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I never shed a tear
Though my heart was crying
I never broke a sweat
Though inside I was dying
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The universe said don't think about it girl
You ain't gotta waste it on the man
He f*ck*d up you f*ck*d off
Yeah, yeah, yeah you can move on
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I Wish My Students Were Owls
There was an owl that lived in an oak.
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Thoughts once spoken
the bottle open
Genie tenured
—reentry closed
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By Freeyad Ibrahim
The real friend is he who stands beside you in disaster
The loyal friend is he who stands before you
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See Dark skin just mean more sun block,
it got absolutely nothing to do with 'Races'.
It Just means Your Ancestor lived in places closer to the Equator.
the Sun was stronger,
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When a dog gets angry
He is going to
Bark or bite
You had better
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Probably....'beautiful, '
Probably....'Ugly, '
I will accept both,
I believe
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Above us, stars. Beneath us, constellations.
Five billion miles away, a galaxy dies
like a snowflake falling on water. Below us,
some farmer, feeling the chill of that distant death,
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Buffalo Bill opens a pawn shop on the reservation
right across the border from the liquor store
and he stays open 24 hours a day,7 days a week
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Suicide, suicide
Your presence is near
Suicide, suicide
I wish you were here
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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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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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He was before his beloved,
Kneeling on his thighs……..
His shoulders were down,
With his soulful cries…….
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As most Nigerians remain ruefully lukewarm
about President Buhari's second term bid;
An ever-increasing multitude of potential
voters across ethnic divides, seem to be
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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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TO AMARANTHA; THAT SHE WOULD DISHEVELL HER HAIRE.
I.
Amarantha sweet and faire,
...
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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