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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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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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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The free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
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Thou who survey'st these walls with curious eye,
Pause at this tomb where Hanmer's ashes lie;
His various worth through varied life attend,
And learn his virtues while thou mourn'st his end.
His force of genius burn'd in early youth,
With thirst of knowledge, and with love of truth;
His learning, joined with each endearing art,
Charm'd every ear, and gain'd every heart.
Thus early wise, the endanger'd real to aid,
His country call'd him from the studious shade;
In life's first bloom his public toils began,
At once commenced the senator and man.
In business dexterous, weighty in debate,
Thrice ten long years he labour'd for the state;
In every speech persuasive wisdom flow'd,
In every act refulgent virtue glow'd;
Suspended faction ceased from rage and strife,
To hear his eloquence, and praise his life.
Resistless merit fix'd the senate's choice,
Who hail'd him Speaker with united voice.
Illustrious age! how bright thy glories shone,
When Hanmer fill'd the chair - and Anne the throne.
Then when dark art obscured each fierce debate,
When mutual frauds perplex'd the maze of state,
The Moderator firmly mild appear'd -
Beheld with love - with veneration heard.
This task perform'd - he sought no gainful post
Nor wish'd to glitter at his country's cost;
Strict on the right he fix'd his stedfast eye,
With temperate zeal, and wise anxiety;
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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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I'm all alone, and it's starting back again:
my jeans are ripped and my shoes are soaked.
I stopped the growth and began the pain;
while I stood so big, my clothes got small.
Now, outgrown the life that I had built,
I'll try and hide the things that I can't stand,
I'll try and plant instead of kill—
the dirt will cover my nasty hands.
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Prayer is a lifeline
Prayer keeps the darkness away
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Prayer is a lifeline
Prayer keeps the darkness away
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Prayer is a lifeline
Prayer keeps the darkness away
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Prayer is a lifeline
Prayer keeps the darkness away
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Don't try to join another's wave length, be the whole spectrum, then you will be white light incorporating all
Harm no one, they do not belong to you
Despise not those that hate, lest you become one of them
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My days are numbered so little and so few I know
And I'm destined to never be able or worthy to grow
But I sit here wanting like a harvests famished crow
Just wishing I could go past my tripwires
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You sat by my side,
Yes I've missed you so much.
In my dream we're together,
I don't want to wake up.
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Hierbij kondig ik aan als positive awareness activist, de strijd tegen de dehumanificatie en polarisatie! Door kleine bijdrages te leveren en moreel veel support voor hen die lijden! De technocratificiering is de Dader, men neemt geen verantwoordelijkheid maar trekt bestaan uit een lege huls en holt de inhoud uit tot op het bot en niemand nog weet waar het over gaat of ging. Omtzigt verliet niet voor niets de politiek. De ware terrorist als men zich niet vergist zijn wegkijkers en strepers in ultra strakke pakken, Trump, Rutte, vonderLeyen en Netanyahu en de arrogante managerswereld die zichzelf hoog achten op de schouders der werkelijk werkende samenleving. De wet op bestuur moet op de schop alle technocratische subs en cons mogen niet meer leiden tot rechtsteloorgang en in essentie dat waarom het ging! Wat we kwijt waren winnen we terug, weg met TTTiP en CETA, stop het wegstrepen en de militarisering en groei van de politiestaat, dat is niet de road to redemption maar Chaos, liefdeloosheid en kilheid en Onrecht. Denk niet ik kijk weg en doe maar gewoon mee, als je echt ziet wat er gebeurt probeer iets kleins, een korreltje bij te dragen en denk daarbij bijvoorbeeld aan Ingrid JOnkers Korreltje zand! Genoeg hiervan het is mooi geweest, De geest van Hannah Arendt in ons staat op en doodt dat noeste waanszins Beest!
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Lief
Er is iets vreemds aan de hand achter de sluier verhult een zucht vaak materieel, verveel, verdeel en heers en speel met levens! Maar wanneer ik iemand Lief noem dan is dat een grote achting, een reactie op een waarachtig open strijdbaar zingevend liefdevol wezen. De wet der communicerende vaten kent geen pre-baten! De openheid er oprecht in geloven is een drievoudige baan, een onderneming waarbij je je levenslang je schouders eronder zult moeten zetten! Lief is dus het echte goud, want die Lief ook van zichzelf houdt, vanuit de kern staat en weet wat dat behelst, dan wordt je door iemand als ik spontaan omhelst! 'Mensen, durf oprecht Lief te zijn, evolutie is een baan, wegkijken en gemakzucht zijn sleepankers voor het aardse bestaan! '
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There was a strange fragrance in the room
as Frank pushed open the kitchen door
as he fled from the two thugs sent to kill him.
The kitchen drawer was pulled open
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A nest of bones and boards holds me down
Creaking in my hollow head echoing is endless
I pull my ribs out to tie the endeavour
I'd love to sit and stay a while with you
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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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