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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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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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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Kim, composite of all my loves,
less real than most, more real than all;
of my making, all the good and
some of the bad, yet of yourself;
sole, unique, strong, alone,
whole, independent, one: yet mine
in that you cannot be unfaithful.
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That half-open amber eye fixed on you,
the woman in the kitchen half turning to you —
drowsy tonight, you take in the angles
of chairs, walls, old photos, a painted vase.
There, a heron’s stillness helps it vanish,
wading by a wind-flecked lake.
Outside, car-noise glistening after early rain.
Night’s silence builds its inner ear.
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Sometimes I wonder
While wandering
Sometimes I ponder
While wandering
Does not matter
How much thinking I do,
If I'm travelling aimlessly
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Seek inside it,
For you shall find it,
Nothing it hides.
If you give it a chance;
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Love everything and love the love you love
Love is a word an incomparable anticipation
love is a mockery having wings to fly
Love is decorum of truth the legacy of attention
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Faith is a raft on an ocean, so cling fast
It won't sink. But might you drift insane?
Might you forget even your own name?
Might you drown, might you lambaste.
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Love, it will reconstruct us all.
Remove our shadows from the wall.
so that nothing remains forlorn,
We'll all be airborne, not soil-borne.
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Dark November days are here again
And I'm wondering why nothing's changed.
I guess I'm just trash, waiting for collection.
I'm like a lost stray.
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She joined the Sisters of Loreto at age 18.
Had a 40-year faith crisis, yet has been canonised?
Taking her vows as a nun in 1931, her life blurs.
'Peace of heart' - she never developed one.
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Now is the time when the angels dance.
And a linnet's wing raises a child's glance.
Now is the time when a full moon dreams.
And the ladled sea, wildly, madly, reams
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He who vents anger towards God
and says he's not convinced He exists?
Couldn't be a bigger believer
Then he who goes to church on Sunday
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In 2018, our hearts aligned,
A vow, a promise, love entwined.
We built a home, a sacred space,
Where laughter danced and time gave grace.
...
the scent of jasmine
and pipe tobacco entwines
living parodies
*
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A Day In My Village
With a mind of a newly-wed man, I wish to go to my village soon
and share my joys with her who waits like a bride fully adorn
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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,
...
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
...
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.
...
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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