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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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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And when I say eyes right I want to hear
those eyeballs click and the gentle pitter-patter
of falling dandruff you there what's the matter
why are you looking at me are you a queer?
look to your front if you had one more brain
it'd be lonely what are you laughing at
you in the back row with the unsightly fat
between your elephant ears open that drain
you call a mind and listen remember first
the cockpit drill when you go down be sure
the old crown-jewels are safely tucked away what could be more
distressing than to hold off with a burst
from your trusty weapon a mob of the little yellows
only to find back home because of your position
your chances of turning the key in the ignition
considerably reduced? allright now suppose
for the sake of argument you've got
a number-one blockage and a brand-new pack
of Charlies are coming at you you can smell their rotten
fish-sauce breath hot on the back
of your stupid neck allright now what
are you going to do about it? that's right grab and check
the magazine man it's not a woman's tit
worse luck or you'd be set too late you nit
they're on you and your tripes are round your neck
you've copped the bloody lot just like I said
and you know what you are? You're dead, dead, dead
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After Victor Hugo
Death and Beauty, see how these goddesses cast
So much light and shade, a wise man might say
They were sisters, both bountiful, frightful, vast,
Guarding the same enigma and mystery.
O ladies, dark and fair, sing, dance and be
Brilliant now, hypnotize me, make the most
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I love you, but I hate you too,
Caught in a web of want and rue.
I wish you'd come, but not too near,
To share my joy, but not my fear.
You're the tug inside my chest,
A weight I carry, never rest.
I want you close, but not the cost,
Of everything I've built or lost.
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I'll penetrate underground
Firmly as root of a tree
I'll uproot feeling of indifference
From interior of one and all.
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Envy by Adejola Joseph
Sores of a leper
Injury of a bigot
Pollution of a fanatic
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Profit
Weather a penny or it is a pound,
a profit's a profit when it is found.
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The commendable appearance of the moon, an anchor to every emotion I live(ed) with 'her.'
Ah! Her adaptation to retrieve for me all in sequence—of the day, event by event—what heterogeneity!
Sunshine sets the bloom, rhythm in air, and zest in pursuance.
Through the mid-day, at the Sun's zenith, my eyes grow weary of wait...
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I. THE FAILURE BEFORE THE FLAME
O cursed be the hours that shaped my soul,
For nothing grew in me but hollow grief.
My hands knew loss; my dreams, a breaking mold—
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Life a magic show, we appear out of nothing
For the eye too quick
Diversions from what is coming
Knowing but not wanting to believe it's a trick
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Is it a tragedy
Or a comedy?
The question is written
In the philosophical sphere,
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I heard of a man downtown,
Adventure never knew his touch.
News even reached the crown,
That this fellow has wasted much.
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Oh, what a lovely, lovely day!
The garden birds
Make tuneful vocalizations
Fit to accompany
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What's in a name?
I have never really felt like I owned one
To me, it is just a description to refer to a specific person
It does not define a person
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On his deathbed lay poor old Jim,
hardly any strength left to him,
and he was thinking as he lay:
'I'll just lie here and die today, '
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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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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
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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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