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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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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I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.
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In visions of the dark night
I have dreamed of joy departed-
But a waking dream of life and light
Hath left me broken-hearted.
Ah! what is not a dream by day
To him whose eyes are cast
On things around him with a ray
Turned back upon the past?
That holy dream- that holy dream,
While all the world were chiding,
Hath cheered me as a lovely beam
A lonely spirit guiding.
What though that light, thro' storm and night,
So trembled from afar-
What could there be more purely bright
In Truth's day-star?
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All actors look for them-the defining moments
When what a character does is what he is.
The script may say, He goes to the door
And exits or She goes out the door stage left.
But you see your fingers touching the doorknob,
Closing around it, turning it
As if by themselves. The latch slides
Out of the strike-plate, the door swings on its hinges,
And you're about to take that step
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In the season of springtime noon,
I came out and chose to bloom.
The petals of mine gleam in the sun's rays,
the butterflies seem to find their ways
They whisper their secrets to me on a gentle breeze,
I listen closely, granting them peace with ease.
We play together, hide and seek at dawn,
then catch and chase till the dusk is gone,
all beaming, laughing, teasing, and believing
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You were like GW of US,
you supported VIL's dictatorship of USSR...
Why did you shake hand with AH of Deutschland?
I am sure your hand never became bloody!
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I am a vampire in love with
A human who does not love me,
And thinks that I am just a myth,
Claiming a vampire I do be.
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This balloon, looking for some fun,
I got hold of some crack cocaine.
Lots of inhaling it I done.
On a high but could not maintain,
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Who Will Bury Me?
Md Abdul Alim
In a village small and bright,
...
Dear Lord;
Thank You! for carrying the cross,
Unto me, your love was poured
For you I now know, I am not a loss.
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It was brother against brother
It was father against son,
And it was daughter against mother
When this war begun.
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You call yourself a Christian
But, you constantly speak of hate,
You call yourself a Christian
Do you truly know what is your fate.
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I truly hate you!
Because, you voted blue,
Well I hate you that much more instead
Because, you voted red.
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The old man down the street
He mocks the younger people that he does meet,
How like him they never did or will suffer
He cries out, "The government for them has placed a buffer".
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ಎಲೆ, ಹುಲುಗರಿ ಮನುಷ್ಯ,
ಇದು ನಿನಗೆ ತಿಳಿಯದ ವಿಷ್ಯ! !
ನೀನು ಈ ವಿಶ್ವದ ಬರಿಯ ಒಂದು ಧೂಳು,
...
In the stillness of the morning, where the first light softly gleams,
Lie the whispers of the ancients, in the realm of timeless dreams.
From the peaks of Himalayas, to the Ganges' sacred flow,
Reside the teachings of the wise, that guide us as we grow.
...
Today when numbers danced and swayed,
Lay the dreams of countless souls,
Investors watched with eager eyes,
Awaiting words of wisdom…
...
I dwell
In the absence
You left behind
...
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,
...
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
...
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
...
you put this pen
in my hand and you
take the pen from you put this pen
...
On this dry prepared path walk heavy feet.
This is not "dinner music." This is a power structure.
...
"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:
...
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.
...
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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