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 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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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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She's rubbing his shoulder
and he's reading about
Western birds. There's a scoop
of light just above my knee
it resembles the world, the one I know
a layer of smoke spread thin, a shelf
my mind returns again &
again to the picture
you gave me. In pain.
I'm holding the receiver
in Denver some woman making
human eyes at me from her
blue seat, but I later
conclude she's crazy
I'm helpless, rushing back to fix the
"h," how can I help you
I think we tried this long enough
our cure
we would save us from everybody
else, we "got" it,
us
and now we're another falling down car
complaining animal
empty house
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In the thin classroom, where your face
was noble and your words were all things,
I find this boily creature in your place;
find you disarranged, squatting on the window sill,
irrefutably placed up there,
like a hunk of some big frog
watching us through the V
of your woolen legs.
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Look how wasteful time is to man,
Like autumn leaves, our moments fall,
We toil for peace, rest, and comfort's plan,
But at life's twilight, sicknesses creep,
And our golden years are spent in troubled sleep.
We plan for the future, with hope and desire,
But often find that pain and troubles conspire,
Our youthful vigor, lost in time's swift flight,
Leaves us with memories, and a fading light.
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In the hush between a heartbeat
and the breaking of a name,
he arrived—
not to dazzle,
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In the hush between a heartbeat
and the breaking of a voice,
he appeared—
not to dazzle,
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In the silence between notes and tears,
A poet rose — with heart sincere.
Not to echo fame or chase acclaim,
But to honor sorrow, soul, and flame.
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Мы танцуем в хороводе по кругу,
Предполагаем Но Тайна в центре круга
И она знает.
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Через бескрайние поля Через дремучие леса
И через стены Я пробирался.
Я взбирался на холмы.
Я всматривался.
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Saying goodbye like sailing away
Deepest love must be forgotten
Wash away the pain of the sea
Healing ain't as easy as
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In the dark night....
I listened an agonizing cry
In my vision,
'Will you rescue me? '
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Two little birds on a guava tree,
Where two branches meet so quietly.
Straw in their beaks, flying near and far,
Building a nest beneath the stars.
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Ramesh threw a Tantrum. He said in a complaining Voice.
‘' Isn't this your Challenged Memory? .
Planning a trip is nothing but a repetitive Query.''
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Old dreams like old moustaches
Need to be redeemed
Seas are not oceans
Oceans are not seas
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How beautiful was the rain
How beautiful was a windstorm
There was a bustling life
There was a hailstorm
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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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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
...
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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