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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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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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 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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The free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
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We find out the heart only by dismantling what
the heart knows. By redefining the morning,
we find a morning that comes just after darkness.
We can break through marriage into marriage.
By insisting on love we spoil it, get beyond
affection and wade mouth-deep into love.
We must unlearn the constellations to see the stars.
But going back toward childhood will not help.
The village is not better than Pittsburgh.
Only Pittsburgh is more than Pittsburgh.
Rome is better than Rome in the same way the sound
of raccoon tongues licking the inside walls
of the garbage tub is more than the stir
of them in the muck of the garbage. Love is not
enough. We die and are put into the earth forever.
We should insist while there is still time. We must
eat through the wildness of her sweet body already
in our bed to reach the body within that body.
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BURYING friends is not a pomp,
Not, indeed, Roman:
Lacking the monument,
Heroic stone;
Nor is it an obscuring parasol,
The pad of customary gloves and cries
And a black leather mourning-carriage
Hung between death and the beholder's eyes.
This little bin of cancelled flesh
Strode the earth once,
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When the world is in chaos, my eyes seek only you.
Run to me, and I will embrace you with warmth,
shielding you from the storm that rages beyond us.
No matter how loud the world becomes,
your voice is the only sound I wish to hear.
Amidst the wreckage, you are my anchor, my refuge.
I long to rise with you, to walk hand in hand into the unknown, to carve a future, where our hearts beat as one.
With you, fear fades and dreams take flight.
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Sleeping beside you, my favourite soul
Is heaven on earth, making my heart whole
Not because of the bed or the blanket so fine
But because of the love, that's forever intertwined
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The gentleman comes
And slowly proceeds
Towards it,
Just a gentle smile in his face!
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Worst are when the trees are too high blazing in the autumn sun
Even with hope though it's not easy to get past the branches
Embrace the bark and as each piece flakes upon stepping on it
Value the time you have with the leaves now a few bites can't hurt
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Whose mind shall rest now
Whence the body is to bow
A lifelong ballad it has become
Where to go? Where to have some
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I can hear the sounds of your teeth as you strain against the pipes
Never a smile on your just a look of indifference to drown everything
But you continue to pulse against the steel only adding to your stress
But through your misery your bile spills from your rib cage
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Met de puppets on a string regering en een slap EU, het schoofhondje van Rutte en zwakke wegkijk president, maken we mooi sier en tonen we wederom, de Poolse kiezer zei het Juist Polen is nog niet volwassen, Nee, de hele EU is niet volwassen. Trumppuppets zijn we gebleven i.p.v. in gesprek te gaan met het Oosten. We staan Oranje Willempjes toe, Tot de tand toe Bewapenen te doen schreeuwen. We promoten Rutte tot oorlogsmachine en Trumpconsort CEO van de NATO. Vonderleyen doet zonder ruggespraak agressieve bewegingen richting militarisatie van Europa. Wie denken deze mensen, en zeker U ook meneer Wilders Onze Netanyahu topfan no1, dat ze zijn! ? Met deze rampkoers zal Europa er sterk verzwakt uitkomen en nog meer naar de topcrimineel mercantilist Trump gaan leunen, een scenario voor het uithollen van mensenrechten, want Faber mag van de EU gewoon mensenrechten blijven schenden! Trump en Techgiants sandwichen ons tussen Oost en West, Musks steun voor het AfD. Een strategie om ons leeg te pompen en uit te zuigen en om te vormen tot een tech defence superprovincie voor de Amerikanen. Duitsland heeft ook een zwakke leider dus het ziet er met de komende huizenmarktcrisis enorm slecht uit voor ons allen in de EU. Al zou Israel een tweestaten optie toestaan, al zou Putin met Vonderleyen vrede sluiten, al zou Oekraiene morgen vrede kennen of winnen van haar vijand, dan nog zouden de Multinationals, techgiants en Trump onverzadigbaar blijken. Deze opmars naar total War defense industriepromotion en oorlog tegen de Islam, kunstmatige projecties van een MIT complex, ze zullen ons allen beschadigen en we doen kennis, welvaart en Recht enorm te kort door niet met het Oosten dus ook met Putin in gesprek te gaan en ons werkelijk eens feitelijk dus echt los te weken van die moord Amerikaan.
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They tried to cage my thunder,
Tame the wild behind my eyes—
But I was born for breaking limits,
Phenomenal… and I rise.
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She used to write with stars in her chest
Now she stares at blank pages needing rest
Not from the world but frm herself -
Frm being the strongest on the shelf.
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oh stars, only if you could hear me,
trace me down, find me.
hold this heart, it's feeble,
no forcing, only if it's able.
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The moon was split,
a hollow silver eye,
And trees bore leaves
that whispered how to die.
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Perfection a dew drop, a crystal ball with a magnifying top
Its surface a rainbow shows endless colors without stop
Transparent, life giving, forgiving, bends but doesn't break
Born on wings of night, pearls in sun's light, wash nature's eyes awake
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Soulmates don't find eachother
they have forever been entwined
Where there are ancient walls of time's past
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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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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,
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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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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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