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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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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The most important thing we've learned,
So far as children are concerned,
Is never, NEVER, NEVER let
Them near your television set -
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A Clock stopped—
Not the Mantel's—
Geneva's farthest skill
Can't put the puppet bowing—
That just now dangled still—
An awe came on the Trinket!
The Figures hunched, with pain—
Then quivered out of Decimals—
Into Degreeless Noon—
It will not stir for Doctors—
This Pendulum of snow—
This Shopman importunes it—
While cool—concernless No—
Nods from the Gilded pointers—
Nods from the Seconds slim—
Decades of Arrogance between
The Dial life—
And Him—
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The time will come
when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror
and each will smile at the other's welcome,
and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you
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Between the sleep and the rising sun,
Between the lost and what's being won —
The show must go on.
Small victories, big stage falls,
Crumbling inside these painted walls —
The show must go on.
A face the world sees, a mask so bright,
One person who knows you in the night —
The show must go on.
Fighting the mind, the thoughts, the war,
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To find God, you must believe
You must believe that your faith is real
Your religion is God's religion
The message of your faith is made by God
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What is Poetry?
The beautiful expression
Of inner feelings.
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Sometimes—
Sometimes we never realises,
We walk far enough to reach the destination,
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I sniff you deeply,
Your scent is captivating,
Fresh red carnation.
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She moves like an Angel with gossamer wings
with all the delights that being from heaven brings
that angelic smile that lights up a room
and her wonderful hearts glow that always lifts the gloom
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Bikes up and down the busy street
At the bending corner where the roads merge
Giving the eye a view from all it's direction
There I stood gazing if I could see valemia
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I will create time,
I don't have one time,
These are her utterances,
She finds excuses to get rid of it.
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Take me to the country site
And let me hang by your side
Give me a pen 🖊️
Whisper soft words into my pen
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Sweet and pale were the lips I kissed
Beneath the araba tree,
At the center of the Palala garden,
In what seemed the old orchard.
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There is a deadness in my bark that hardens with time
Oil burns low, hope goes dark, fate sealed with past grime
A stunted growth gnarled and old filled with living scars
Branches ensnarled, roots grown cold, above unreachable stars
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छोड़ गई वो बीच भंवर में,
कई नगमे अभी अधूरे थे।
मैं फिरता पागल यूँ ही,
अँधियारी गलियों में।
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রূপান্তর
সৌম্যেন চট্টোপাধ্যায়
কোন অভিযোগ ছাড়া কোন প্রশ্ন ছাড়া
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I dwell
In the absence
You left behind
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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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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,
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The low lands call
I am tempted to answer
They are offering me a free dwelling
Without having to conquer
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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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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
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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
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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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