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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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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The free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
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Come to me, O ye children!
For I hear you at your play,
And the questions that perplexed me
Have vanished quite away.
Ye open the eastern windows,
That look towards the sun,
Where thoughts are singing swallows
And the brooks of morning run.
In your hearts are the birds and the sunshine,
In your thoughts the brooklet's flow,
But in mine is the wind of Autumn
And the first fall of the snow.
Ah! what would the world be to us
If the children were no more?
We should dread the desert behind us
Worse than the dark before.
What the leaves are to the forest,
With light and air for food,
Ere their sweet and tender juices
Have been hardened into wood, --
That to the world are children;
Through them it feels the glow
Of a brighter and sunnier climate
Than reaches the trunks below.
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We were supposed to do a job in Italy
and, full of our feeling for
ourselves (our sense of being
Poets from America) we went
from Rome to Fano, met
the Mayor, mulled a couple
matters over. The Italian literati seemed
bewildered by the language of America: they asked us
what does "flat drink" mean? and the mysterious
"cheap date" (no explanation lessened
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I am a rock,
I am a black pearl,
I am a rare gem,
I am the future of Africa.
I stand in power as I shine
I shine bright above the
Darkness of the world.
I am the hope of Africa
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Only when you are
healed and whole
can you open your heart
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I try to be kind and sincere each day,
Yet they judge me by my past, pushing me away.
Every step I take, they question and doubt,
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मैं कोशिश करता हूँ अच्छा और ईमानदार बनने की,
पर वो मुझे मेरे अतीत से जज करके पीछे खींच लेते हैं।
मेरे हर कदम पर वो सवाल उठाते हैं,
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In my country where shadows loom,
Ruler cast a pall of gloom.
When Justice Call,
Students stands tall.
...
The glowing star asked, looking at the stagnant water star.
The sky that gave it all
© Manakavingyan
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Why order damn pizza
When chicken balls are fried?
Why fry the goddamn fish
When oysters are now free?
...
dublin st history commission july 27,2024 nps in concord ma ranger there took musket out of an encasement in the wall with glass in front clear beside the store at the Minuteman nps mansion and showed me how to shoot the musket - he demonstrated put one round pellet in the musket at a time, , , Go to Concord Ma where the stars came together.... abigail Alcott - Sleepy Hollow French frieze of 3 civil War brothers and so forth... Gayle Sweeney Doherty July 27 2024.... +
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दिल में क्यों रखते हो तुम इतना मलाल जानां
क्यों नहीं समझते तुम मेरा हाल जानां
तुमको तो जान बोलता हूँ, ये सिर्फ लफ़्ज़ नहीं है
...
Dil mein kyu rakhte ho tum itna malaal jana
Kyu nahi samjte tum mera haal jana
Tum ko toh jaan bolta hun, ye sirf lafz nahi hai
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marian marion was my kelley grandmother who made me corn because she knew i liked it.... she a union wife and a Kerrigan ' Dont ever interrupt someone when they are praying and she was on her knees in living room and near the heat that came up from the floor heat checked and ok Grandpa there and she had a little softt cover black french dictionary.. lovely and she taught Snell island catholic church St Rapheal... St Pete kindergarten yr - the year i worked at the vista motel i saw French dictionary bookcase near the heat in the floor... see the labor dept came to vista motel NH Hampton Beach and manager said they said i was underpaid and i was paid 50 cents a double room and 20 rooms a day july and 2 probably weeks in august and as i write this now i see blood inside me around my stomach area and no pain then or now and sometimes 3 i m told St peter is my friend cottages and i was the only chambermaid... irs what taxes? for year of french dictionary at 3 hemlock st Hampton NH summer after 6th grade i went to Camp stella Maris next year vista born 1955 May, , and 1966 summer theater woburn sr high scholl i went and my father has arranged that, , greatly nice and i sat in the audience alobe all rehearsals ther exceeept might have missed one or so dont remember that though and that performed Impromptu and I liked Toni not Winifred...writing about that on poemhunter
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How deep do we travel
inside the divide
When crossing a line
we may not survive
...
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.
...
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
...
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
...
Love and lust are poles apart.
Lust is chaos, love is art.
...
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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