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.
...
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.
...
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
...
Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
...
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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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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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 i can't do
what i want to do
then my job is to not
do what i don't want
to do
It's not the same thing
but it's the best i can
do
If i can't have
what i want... then
my job is to want
what i've got
and be satisfied
that at least there
is something more to want
Since i can't go
where i need
to go... then i must... go
where the signs point
though always understanding
parallel movement
isn't lateral
When i can't express
what i really feel
i practice feeling
what i can express
and none of it is equal
...
Australia, my native land,
A stirring whisper in your ear—
'Tis time for you to understand
Your rating now is A1, dear.
You've done some rousing things of late.
That lift you from the simple state
In which you chose to vegetate.
The persons so superior,
Whose patronage no more endures,
...
The moon lies on a distant path away,
Casts bright lustre, in a celestial way...
She touches the heart of earth with gentle light,
Poet measures her beauty on a full-moon night.
Like a lover's gaze, it shines so bright,
A constant companion, in the dark of night...
It rises and falls, like love's own tide,
And takes our childhood to a fairy ride.
...
Love yourself, a little more,
If you ain't loved, yet
That'll bring them, to the kitchen
Don't eat more, unless full of cash
...
Sigo insistiendo en mentirme,
con cada palabra disfrazada,
me escondo detrás de una sonrisa
que no me pertenece.
...
What is happening. The Statue of Liberty is portrayed as Freedom, Liberty and Justice for all.
Is it considered
freedom when you deport people because of their race?
Is it me?
...
In quiet corners where whispers reside,
There dwells a soul with dreams untied.
A pen in hand, thoughts take flight,
Crafting worlds in black and white.
...
Ketika semua ratapan, kesedihan dan pembungkaman hadir tepat di antara kebebasan.
Aku memaksa dikau meratap dan tatap wajah sendu biarkaan lelap dalam dekap.
...
A dreamer.......
Who doesn't dream
Is very important
In this modern realm,
...
What would it be like to be the devil, everyone mad at you on every level
Angels that revel up in the sky telling you, you need not apply
Those that live in the middle saying your preparing us for the griddle
While those that dwell below, cuss you for the heat of hell's overflow
...
Navy rain threshing away at torn open streets flooding at the seems
Cascading of the red umbrellas of a former bright sunny daybreak
Fireworks softens to decorational sticks even their bright color dampened
Loud crackling no more just the steady steps of the onslaught of the downpour
...
How far you seem
Your eyes retreating in the dark
Two blazing bulbs backing off
As if trying to hide their light
...
A Red Boat on the Lake
By William He
A curtain of mist skims the town's black roof,
...
Joy is a firefly that dances in the night;
He graces the darkness with a little light.
Though the winds roar and there is pouring rain;
When the sun rises he is dancing yet again!
...
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.
...
Beautiful is the 'thank you'
Wrapped with gratitude,
Offered to peace prone people
Who offer what is real-themselves
...
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
...
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
...
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:
...
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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