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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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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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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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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 free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
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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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Inscribed to a Dear Child:
In Memory of Golden Summer Hours
And Whispers of a Summer Sea
Girt with a boyish garb for boyish task,
Eager she wields her spade: yet loves as well
Rest on a friendly knee, intent to ask
The tale he loves to tell.
Rude spirits of the seething outer strife,
Unmeet to read her pure and simple spright,
Deem if you list, such hours a waste of life,
Empty of all delight!
Chat on, sweet Maid, and rescue from annoy
Hearts that by wiser talk are unbeguiled.
Ah, happy he who owns that tenderest joy,
The heart-love of a child!
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Here is not exactly here
because it passed by there
two seconds ago;
where it will not come back.
Although you adjust to this-
it's nothing, you say,
just the way it is.
How poor we are,
with all this running
through our fingers.
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Expectation is a reason
To live unhappy in a prison
You have to let yourself free
From being a victim and see
That you have your own power
To live the life you desire
Depending on people for happiness
Is the reason of the unworthiness
That many people face these days.
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I am a tiger, young
wild and free. I am a colt,
running along side the sea.
I am a lion, with a roar, so
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I am a tiger, young,
wild and free. I am a colt,
running along side the sea.
I am a lion, with a roar, so
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Such a tranquil time
of year, yet solemn but so
dear. As reflections dance
upon the winds, and then
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Verse 1
Lately I've been in the dark
So many dark clouds around me I needed
People to bring me an extra spark
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Product of Ancient times
The nightmare kiss
Awakes gruesome kinds
Monsters from the deep
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legends tell a story and stories become legends.
some turn into embers and some into fames.
the embers will blow away,
but the fames will be remembered for centuries.
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I do not forget
The seasons of your garden
To work the soil
To plant the seed deep within
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Every moment runs with the wheel of his labor.
His paddling rests on hunger and uncertainties,
earning a livelihood by churning blood into dew drops
glittering upon his forehead.
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SOMETHING I LOOK AT - 454
BY- SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY
LOVE IS TOO PRECIOUS
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Do you know the best bits of rain
Aren't the down pour
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Where Time Bends and Leaps in Ukraine
By William He
A dome of glass, twisted and scarred,
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Dreams of gold stuck in our throat, on ethereal images we gloat
Power, wealth, courage sublime, a paradise in another time
Glued in our chair or lying in bed, we inventory the lies created in our head
A coat of paint over reality, a painted room of what could be
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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
...
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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