Long Di Poems

GOOD NAME MATTERS:
This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES.. 
VERSE 1:
Inna real life many pipo no dey reason.
More time demm dey see life as simple,
So demma life all be some way.
Demm no fi decide give demma Self.
Wherever di...

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They called their gang The ReVolutionaries,
my Father Sun and Mother Earth drew time with them,
but they often called themselves Yang and Yin,
respectively and mutually respectful
yet privately erotic,
not so much politically and economically
where Yang could not...

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"Dream 1: 4 Weeks in Positano"



Kisses long linger warm lips tasted intense
so sweet like cured Valencia Oranges
lips liquored triple sec not dry drunk on love
softly grazed, then held long

slow, deep, warm and wet

The story is...

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I discovered a poem longing in my heart, it is for you, 
And it is about you, my sweetheart. This poem resembles you.
I wrote it this morning, before the arrival of the auroral shadow.
Her words...

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Sweat is dribbling down my face, I am feeling hot
I can still hear the cracking sound swirling around 
And the night dancing to its own rhythm
The night suddenly fades in and the journey begin
That night...

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Oh well I got an angry email to begin my day
Because of my last post on the Jabidah thing yesterday
Galit sa akin but greeted me with Assalamu alaykum.
And kung personal Moro friends ko naman ito...

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KGOD presents ...

SALUTATIONS!!! 

Well.  Let’s just get started! 
Here at the Ogden!  The God den of music and soul! 
So, let me introduce myself to thee, 
I am DJ Multi-Di-Minstrel Messenger!!! 
Thanking you...

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Quelle vicende vissi fino in fondo.
Quando mi riappropriai della mia vita
Se questo è un uomo chiesi a tutto il mondo.”
Those events I lived through and through.
When I again impropriated of my life
If this is a...

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When we set out on a road trip
We didn’t stick to the old script
And were gladly amazed
And rarely unfazed
Hitting strange towns though some were skipped

We started from Thatsnot, OK
Which was more or less ok
But then...

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MICHELANGELO: Modern English Translations

Michelangelo Buonarroti (1475-1564) is considered by many experts to be the greatest artist and sculptor of all time. These are modern English translations of his poems and epigrams by Michael R. Burch.



SONNET:...

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the sky erupts monsters
sky erupts monsters forming
erupts monsters forming wreaking
monsters forming wreaking havoc
forming wreaking havoc shattering
wreaking havoc shattering serenity
havoc shattering serenity bolts
shattering serenity bolts of
serenity bolts of hell
bolts of hell deluge
of hell deluge descending
hell deluge...

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Welcome, friends, into this day. 
I see we are wearing our CoPassionate Scientist hats 
and TransReligious gloves today.

John Wheeler (theoretical physicist): We are the sun's way of thinking about itself.

Wow, that's truly cosmic, or kosmic;...

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Good evening to all out there this is wabc radios late night slot call in show with your host Tom Morrow, the theme is on pesonality traits and how we percive them
not myself personally.' I...

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III.	Hope is in a New Face
Being in a different light, we often see the life we know and ignore the life outside our circle. We met across the lines through a group of finding friends...

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Misery :
intro:
afta all di wealth and fame im accrued,
afta all di wild parties im threw,
afta all di promiscuous and gypsy women im chewed,
afta all di aba made friends im drew,
and afta all di recreational places...

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a collaborative work with Alfred Vassalo


The Stars sparkled in her eyes
As light interlaced with her shadow
Causing her to question her senses
Even though she closed her eyes
light continued to seep out

Her brilliance, competed with the sun...

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MURI A KAPAGODAS

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Magodas ako Gadong,
a igagador ko Alam,
na Sagayanan onSnang,
ko Gapa a Simalawn,
a Dayamonthaya ragat,
ko alabat sa Slangan,
a inikarantangadat,
na Piyaladkho Marinaw,
so inambar o Pakato,
sa bapya pha-paroman,
ka oba mBolanaw Mobar,
na Kabayomboran Maog ,
So Lombay a Mitatandp…
ll
Sarmpangn...

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Dopo lunghe vicende della vita
Mi ritrovai seduto su un divano       
Con un telecomando fra le dita.
When my life struggles were to their end
I found myself sitting on a sofa
Holding...

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My fundraising problem with positive psychology,
said the good health doctor,
it is too social science squishy,
not leftbrain dominant enough,

Suspiciously ecofeminist
for natural science pathologists
Straight-White privileged proctologists
urologists
bicamerally challenged cardiologists.

I must concede
not ecopolitically erect enough
correct indeed
said the nervous 
trauma...

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For the Valentine’s season
Send forth a tastefully written card
To any wonderfully wise person
Is a good endeavor. That’s not bad.

However, sending exquisite flowers
Is the best, sweetest archetypal way
To say, I love you many times over
Over, and...

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Italian version. (continued from first part)
Tale è l’orror  che assale la mia mente
Di quanto ho visto e rivissuto prima
Da ridurla al silenzio più opprimente.
Pian piano poi risal verso la cima
Creando ancora immagini e illusioni
Senza...

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Earth dwelling mongeese are neither toys nor coins and pedalling backwards then forward is not considered the primary way of jet propulsion off a very high hill. So one two ping means fried rice coming?...

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some wise men
of different bent, ilk,
orientation and time, 
then our own,
prescribed four spice yellow smoothie milk 
to fortify the virtues 
considered natural and proper
by their standards and rules of the game:
swaddling was à la mode
cuddling...

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The Melody in My Heart
Written by J. W. M. Earnings
Hm…hm…hm…hm…hm…hm…hm…hm….x6
There is something different in my heart
There is something missing from the start
Hm…hm…hm…hm…hm…hm…hm…hm….x2
The melody in my heart, kept concealed…
Believe or not, I have been healed…
Hm…hm…hm…hm…hm…hm…hm…hm….x2
Trust turns...

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“In the time when the heart beat slows” 

In the time when 
the heart beat slows
I close my eyes 
and meet you there
that place of aether
the either or,
the conversation 
takes a turn,
all the trees holding
creatures...

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