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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Sweet moment, stay with me,
and pray do not flee so soon,
Let me enjoy the bliss of that
first kiss beneath the moon.
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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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I speak not
As I feel
Speaking is not essential
Silence speaks for itself
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I need to find time-
a scrap of time
unnoticed
by the demands of everyday life
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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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I blame myself
(yes me...me entirely)
for falling
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No distance ever separates
Dreams and desires
No mirror ever dissolves
Reflection and water
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You could have been more polite observing me,
Your harsh words have left
An indelible impression,
Hatred can be won by love alone,
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I have seemingly missed your words of love,
Those words that were written in the sand
And erased by the first wave.
Do you remember, my love?
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I was stepping in to become young
I thought it is nice journey but too long
I am afraid and take care not to go wrong
I was expecting everything for song
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Lie down lass, with me, in sage green meadows
Your blouse flouncing open, in the teasing breeze
The meadows, feel so cotton, this time of year
Come lay beside me, and sense my desires.
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Before dawn wind rushes
driving night’s chill westward
so vestiges of darkness
send shivers along my spine.
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Oh it's so easy to say -
'Give what you think you lack -
You feel unloved? Then give love, and love, and love...'...
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Go in through the eyes of a poet
deep into her alphabet mind.
Ideas like flotsam and jetsam
dodge poetry fragments and lines.
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Even the impossible can be done
because I believe it can
the toughest challenge can be won
because I am a fighting man
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But no, nothing helped when I tried to be myself
reading old books, even a new one on sixth sense
said I should take heed of every single pain my
body produced to determine what I think
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Where the mountains touch the sky,
Where poets DREAM, where eagles fly,
A secret place above the crowd,
Just beneath a silver-lined cloud.
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I have fallen from sky,
Fallen to the ground,
I am the angel of sadness,
Angel of lost hopes,
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“Wow! It’s Christmas, happiness coming
Now for the gift welcoming loving
Then to the church to bow before God
And to the market to buy me a gift
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The Moon will shine,
Without your smile,
But no longer shall it be,
A Moon that shines for me,
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In the twilight of this quiescent moment-
I peruse this thing of ours-
Querying this palpable abtruse connection-
Am i deluded or wrongly perceived by the stars?
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$10 a gallon?
For what?
'Does that really matter now?
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The shining star so far above
Twinkle signs of twinkle love,
So to the star blow your flying kisses
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The Breath Of Life
To smell The Sun
to feel The Wind
to breathe the Fresh Air from within
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Rare is the word
That is used to describe
'Half-cooked'
But you decide
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The air was alpine fresh and the lake surface glistening
Bird song trilled for those who were listening
What a great afternoon, thought Glenn feeling chipper
A perfect moment to start up his new whipper snipper
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Very sentimental poetry....
I recall my mom’s last eyes....
no tears....
Smiles as she passed by
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Heartaches will never last nor will they ever stay;
sorrow shall go so fast in the passing of day.
Once in a little while, one's heart may break and bleed;
abandoned by the smile, his teardrops want to plead.
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The newcomers killed my woman,
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When things are going well, I forget man-
kind’s sufferings, but then we race through
the land in hubby’s big new car, eating junk
so that I grab the psalmbook to find refuge
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We think forever for salvation,
We cannot live in separation.
Father is great solves situation,
Continuous is human migration.
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light enlightens gallows of darkness
truth is stark reality by flow idyll
we do exist today by non-existence tomorrow
iffy dream lays back to happen by desire
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It was a rainy day
driving back home
the car steered me
towards you...
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Lost in a world, that scares me to death,
Lost in a crowd, I'm losing my breath.
Lost as a boy, lost as a man,
I need to grow up, don't think I can.
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Flashing rays
Thunderous sound
Fire encases melting heat
Shrapnel ignominiously
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Yearning for tenderness.
The one lost —It's so long -so long
Since..
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This midnight bids farewell to parting year
Who then, on chariot Time, his seat vacates.
The New Year succeeds him as Charioteer:
To drive us on, he's waiting at our gates.
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Sitting alone.......
in my dark creepy room..........
and that abhorrent feeling
is eating my soul.................
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Last night I saw you
On the waterfront
You glanced at me
And I looked your way!
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Its touch so sensuous
Its eyes drawing me into itself
Its body snuggling in mine
Rousing a passion yet unknown
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Flourishing on
Natural contours of land,
Variegating with rainbows,
A continuous river
...
born from a spring
from mother earth's womb
an adventurous child hood and teen
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When you sail troubled waters
I’m your oaken ship
Where you stand
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Wielding a tool, mighty and spiky
Mightier than either the sword or rod
He reigns monarch in Fancy's domain
Sketching life in fanciful color and mode
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When I asked sea about the Pearls,
It laughed and said that is one of my lovely jewels.
When I asked about light to the sun!
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Give me some letters
I'll make words
Give me some words
I'll make sentence
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What is it about society
That resents authority?
There needs to be structure
Or chaos would rule;
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Love is all embracing,
Pure and sublime
Which flows and keeps flowing
Like a never ending stream;
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Void, empty, hollow inside
My dreams have fled, my hopes have died
Existence has no reason
Life's just passing with each season
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At the distant verge of the horizon
slowly submerging is the weary Sun
with reddened face
bidding grudging adieus
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As I sit on my high chair,
My mother, she feeds me,
With a tiny silver spoon,
Mashed carrots and potatoes,
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A few words
Could bring more than a sound
Touch the ears turn wry to golden smile
or sharper than a glass to cut into pieces
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(A great one while calling his barroness by these names...)
It was a scent...BUT not just any,...
her scent filled the air
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You walked as fast as you could
Bringing with you some food to partake
Life is difficult, you have to make do
With the provisions the nuns have provided
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God's creation
Blessed to be born in this world
We all may feel that's the truth
Until I read this-
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The poets rustle in the woods of verses.
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Why hack my mind?
I can be bare and nude.
Why do hush-hush eye scallop?
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Yes, miles away
your voice distinct,
far away
a cry is heard.
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'I will kill you like a snake',
'I will roast you like a chicken',
'I will fry you like a plantain',
So roll, roll, roll your boat when,
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When the hopes are hassled
And relationships are rattled
Naïveté asks, why me?
When wishes are whacked
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How can you talk to people about God
When you don't hear His voice in the cicadas' singing?
How can you immerse yourself in ongoing prayer
When the melody of crickets doesn't bring you in katanyxis?
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I am often so attracted,
Mesmerized and enchanted,
Having watched pretty things,
With magic in their wings,
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If you're looking for a shoulder to rest your head
Then please, I'm your man.
If you're feeling that your loads to heavy to carry
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A stream flowing through the old oak tree is still alive.
The heart of the forest (wood which has lived to long it is, unexpected obstacle, this living log
and complicated cover which I lowered)
of rich redwood of old green growth
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Bluebells carpet the woodland floor
Packed so tightly that insects tip-toe
Softly and quietly between them.
Their beauty unlocks a woodland door
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The End of Universe
The news
Must have reached your door steps
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Lest we forget
Those who were blinded
So that we may see
Lest we forget
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(Grateful to poet C. T. Heart, my friend)
Life is dead shell
Rotten and spreading bad smell
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If I were a rabbit
I would hop all around
I would nibble carrots
Without making a sound
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Woman, let me demystify you,
So I can see why I love you
So much.
Let me search:
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In the jungle,
The main center of Mother Nature,
Where adventure runs wild.
The drum’s beating loudly,
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In the pitch darkness strange things can happen;
But unfortunately nowadays it happens in the daylight too.
* The title quoted from the book ' American Indian myths and legends' selected and edited by Richard Erdoes and Alfonso Ortiz.
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I'm a white rose pure and innocent
Pluck me not for your momentary pleasures
Crush me not to be found after years
In the books among the shelves
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The unknown singing bird sang
Several songs for some years;
The songs of the singing bird
Soon created news and history!
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~ If There Be No God
If there be no God,
Then all the stars, that in their place
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When you are in the midst of darkness
Where loneliness engulfs your soul
Twinges of hopelessness felt
Chirping sound of crickets heard
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' i am ' sky
my colors are my moods
' i am' light blue when i'm at peace
' i am ' dark blue when i'm troubled
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I want to be close to you like Mercury to see your full glow
and brightness of your intimacy
I see you like a Venus because of your unsurpassed beauty
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No love is as overwhelming and as pristine,
As the maiden love of a lass, say of sixteen.
When, like closed petals of a bud she begins to unfold
Herself, blossoming into a fragrant rose or marigold.
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Heavenly cursed and heavily sinned I
No more i like to add them, so, I want to die
And I want to become a holy ghost
Whom the people would like the most.
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Alone but not lonely
Broke yet not poor
Down, yet not out
Smiling, but not laughing
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a small landlocked country
eastern Pyrenees mountains
bordered by Spain and France
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Last night I went to bed at eleven
And dreamed I went to Poetry Heaven.
Keeper of the Gate was not Saint Peter
But Robert Frost - - hey, what could be sweeter?
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Now that you arrived in the afterlife,
What was your earned income?
Hope you did not see the ugliness
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Distant memories lost in time,
I close my eyes and think of you.
Memories of the way we were,
Glaze my eyes, like morning dew.
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First world war
Resulted 40 million causalities
1914 to 1918
Died men women children teen.
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There you were a sight to behold,
quietly sleeping, in shimmering folds.
No heart to disturb your precious rest,
I left you lying there in a faded red dress.
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