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Love Is Friendship Set On Fire
By: Laura Hendricks
Love is friendship caught fire; it is quiet, mutual confidence, sharing and forgiving.
It is loyalty through good and bad times.
It settles for less than perfection, and makes...

I quoted a line from this poem as my status today, and after a brief whiteboard conversation with my fellow impish sprite I've decided to share the poem in its entirety here with you. It's a cute poem/lyrics written by a then 14 year...

THE TIGER
By William Blake
1757–1827
Tiger! Tiger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
 
In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what...

Recently, a few friends and I have been talking about visiting Italy. I've never been there, but it's next on my list. I long for the wines of Tuscany and the shores of the Amalfi Coast, all the sites, the history, the people, culture...

Earlier today I read a story, here on EP, that someone wrote about those beautiful souls who never give up but quietly continue forward, no matter how much is heaped upon them. It really touched me, and something he wrote also reminded...

There will be rest and sure stars shining

Over the roof-tops crowned with snow,

A reign of rest, serene forgetting,

The music of stillness holy and low.

I will make this world of my devising,

Out of a dream in my lonely mind,

I...

SmileA word used to describe the revealing of teethAnd the concealing of emotions lying underneathSmileA custom society imposes on meThe ultimate camoflage so people can't seeSmileSee the truth that lies beneath the maskTo hide answers...

Time heals all wounds or so I am told
But as this pain lingers my hope grows cold
My thoughts you continue to posses
But instead of moving on I begin to regress
So into the arms of depression I fall
She draws me in with her silent call...

When you look into my eyesIt feels like you're staring into my soulWhen I look into your eyesmy very being loses controlIt feels like a fire embracing meWarming my heartIts a hurricane of emotionsAnd this is how it startsAnd just like...

Saying goodbye was never meant for girls like meAs the tears fill my eyes the words begin to fleeSo painfully I watched you walk awayEven though my heart had so much left to sayAnd now I begin to feel hopeless and deadAs I think of all...

The Arrow and the Song

I shot an arrow into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where; For, so swiftly it flew, the sight Could not follow it in its flight. I breathed a song into the air, It fell to earth, I knew...

“Hope” is the thing with feathers - (314)
BY EMILY DICKINSON
“Hope” is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune without the words -
And never stops - at all -
And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard...

Some say the world will end in fire
Some say in ice
But from what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire
But if I had to parish twice
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would...

The Grey

I am the grey,

I live in neither night nor day;

But in the fine unfocussed line,

In between your world and mine.

I fear your voice, it impacts me,

In other ways you cannot see.

Embrace the darkness, I am...

WAR CRIMES

    You're war-torn,

And I'm battle - damaged,

I don't know what to do.

I am not the enemy,

I just wear the uniform.

The flag of truce hangs ripped and worn,

I can reach out my hand,

But I can't make you...

Death Duties
 
It is your duty to die at your appointed time,
You must give up all accumulated posessions,
You must give up all monies,
You must cease all worldly communications,
You must leave your appointed body.
You will release all...

"When midnight mists are creeping,
And all the land is sleeping,
Around me tread the mighty dead,
And slowly pass away.
Lo, warriors, saints, and sages,
From out the vanished ages,
With solemn pace and reverend face
Appear and pass away...

A poem by W.H Auden

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning...

So then what are the facts if you twist them then miss them get on the wrong trackto cover your own back say it was me in all hypocriseyjump to conclusions of paranoid dilusionsstart false accusations and miscalculated...

The end is near it's all crazythe future's unclear and the present is so hazy to get so near but again it does escape me what I hold so dear always turns out to then hate me .I'm a hole in the ground 20 foot down everytime you...