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    I found this poem by Pablo Neruda,

    and every time I read it it moves me. You can find sadness and happiness coexisting and its really sweet The Saddest Poem by Pablo Neruda "I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. Write, for instance: "The night is full of stars, and the stars, blue, shiver in the...
    Lacrimosadies Lacrimosadies 18-21, F 1 Response Feb 4

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    I ’VE got an arrow here; Loving the hand

    that sent it, I the dart revere. Fell, they will say, in “skirmish”! Vanquished, my soul will know, By but a simple arrow Sped by an archer’s bow. ~Emily Dickinson
    simplywanderlust simplywanderlust 31-35, F Nov 8, 2015

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    Kubla Khan By Samuel Taylor Coleridge "In

    Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree: Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round; And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills...
    Bewail Bewail 22-25, F 2 Responses Apr 28, 2015

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    One how stole my heart One how stole my

    sole One how treated my bad One I treated well Why most we fight Why most we break up My blood shed My heart broke Why most you do this to me Why did I trust you
    deleted deleted 26-30 5 Responses Jan 3, 2015

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    i'm trying to write down all my feelings,

    let them bleed out onto this keyboard, i'm tired of holding my thoughts inside the prison of my mind, i need to release some kind of toxicity from inside me, my demons are invisible, silent tormentors that reside in my head, but i'm more resilent than i seem, we are all so much...
    Helenaaargh Helenaaargh 26-30, F 1 Response Jan 4

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    Just like all music is Jazz,

    all thats written is poetry.Poetry is everywhere.even in a dictionary: 
    AgentSeven AgentSeven 46-50, M Dec 13, 2015

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    'There’s someone who wraps you warm in their

    arms, Brings a smile to your lips even when you’re tired, Sends you messages to tell you you’re wanted, They’re a reason you’re still living They’re ones to punch the one, who let go of you, And take your tears onto their shoulders, And tell you there “more fish in...
    simplywanderlust simplywanderlust 31-35, F Nov 15, 2015

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    Any action in the fullness of time,

    sinks to nothingness. :/ :/
    lolololol45 lolololol45 18-21, F Jan 21

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    The Endless Cycle

    The composure of my soul is harmonized by that of yours, Our bodies meet in euphoria, behind closed doors, Your touch sends me into a world of comfort, my problems then erased, though only so temporary, so finite, I only get a taste, And with that taste I get a craving that is...
    SoulsOfTheTrees SoulsOfTheTrees 16-17, F Jul 27, 2012

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    Robert Frost and Edgar Allen Poe are my faves,

    very different but love them both.
    BumblebeeBeth BumblebeeBeth 13-15, F Dec 28, 2015

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    what is art it is a meaning of expression

    that one dives into through the heart when one digs deep into their inner self of expression this is a good way for one to vent out what comes within
    aaronpayne aaronpayne 22-25, M Nov 10, 2015

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    Heart Some people sell their blood.

    You sell your heart. It was either that or the soul. The hard part is getting the damn thing out. A kind of twisting motion, like shucking an oyster, your spine a wrist, and then, hup! it's in your mouth. You turn yourself partially inside out like a sea anemone coughing...
    deleted deleted 26-30 Nov 20, 2015

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    The City Of Sin - LO!

    Death hath rear'd himself a throne In a strange city, all alone, Far down within the dim west — Where the good, and the bad, and the worst, and the best, Have gone to their eternal rest.   There shrines, and palaces, and towers Are — not like any thing of ours — Oh no...
    Juanhosbride Juanhosbride 36-40, F Jan 5

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    Do not go gentle into

    that good night Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good...
    deleted deleted 26-30 Dec 1, 2015

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    Majestic mountain desperately reaching

    for the sun, clouds making faces at the mountain teasingly making fun, the mountain erupts into a crying fit of rage, tears of blood spewing and running down it's sides, the moon rises and gives the mountain comfort, saying stop crying little mountain the clouds have gone away...
    RebelLynx RebelLynx 18-21, M 1 Response Jun 30, 2014

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    "Body of a Woman" by Pablo Neruda

    Body of a woman, white hills, white thighs, you look like a world, lying in surrender. My rough peasant's body digs in you and makes the son leap from the depth of the earth. I was alone like a tunnel. The birds fled from me, and night swamped me with its crushing invasion. To...
    foldedunfolding foldedunfolding 31-35, F 2 Responses Sep 25, 2012

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    SUFI song I am notorious

    for love-play ................... in worldly existence, what's there but hurt and anguish .......... give me that wine, O Master! .................... Master, give me that spirituous wine which you had earlier given to Shibli and Mansur..................... then Bedam would...
    MalikYamin MalikYamin 22-25, M Dec 12, 2015

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    Cold dark nights, beautiful starry skies,

    look into the clouds there a noble being lies, a being of neither love or hate, a being bound by neither destiny or fate, a being looking for purpose, looking for it's place, in a world that is obsessed by race.
    RebelLynx RebelLynx 18-21, M 1 Response Jun 29, 2014

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    What Matter(S)

    What are you made of, my heart? Sometimes so light, You lift me to the sky. Sometimes so heavy, You bring me crashing down. Sometimes so vast, You could take the whole world in. Sometimes so small, I can't even love myself. Sometimes so soft, I want to warp myself in you...
    MrSquishy MrSquishy 41-45, M 2 Responses Nov 2, 2013

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    IF I can stop one heart from breaking,

    I shall not live in vain; If I can ease one life the aching, Or cool one pain, Or help one fainting robin Unto his nest again, I shall not live in vain. ~Emily Dickinson, can never get enough of her art!! masterpiece, each one.
    simplywanderlust simplywanderlust 31-35, F Nov 8, 2015

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    Two voices are lifted

    where judgment cannot sit. Perhaps I can hide beside you, protected by your wings... Where it is safe to fly and to forget. To taste the goodness your kisses will bring... You have me now, clandestine, I am yours as sand secretly holds shells from the sea. You have me...
    LadyHeartnMind LadyHeartnMind 31-35, F 1 Response Dec 13, 2015

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    It struck me — every Day — The Lightning was

    as new As if the Cloud that instant slit And let the Fire through — It burned Me — in the Night — It Blistered to My Dream — It sickened fresh upon my sight — With every Morn that came — I though that Storm — was brief — The Maddest — quickest by — But...
    marladurden13 marladurden13 41-45, F 3 Responses Feb 4, 2015

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    Jab tere dard may dil dhukta tha Hum tere huq

    mai dua kartay thay Hum bhi chup chap phira kartay thay Jub teri dhun may jiya kartay thay
    ishqelahasil ishqelahasil 26-30, M Nov 17, 2015

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    Here is a poem from E.

    E. Cummings that I thought was nice: ‘i carry your heart’ by E.E. Cummings i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) i am never without it (anywhere i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling) i fear no fate (for you are my...
    Kalena09 Kalena09 51-55, F 1 Response Jul 27, 2014

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    Robert Frost Poem

    Nature's first green is gold- Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf a flower... But only so an hour- Then leaf subsides to leaf- So Eden sank in grief- So dawn goes down to day.... No, nothing GOLD can stay. *feels sad*
    TheChurchLady TheChurchLady 46-50, F 21 Responses Jun 16, 2012

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    Oh the dark silence The vastness of the wood As

    night advances The sun sets from view The creeping stillness Hashed by the wind Animals scatter The darkness pours in As evening breaks The loan wolf howl The moon glows red For change is now Today is history And tomorrow but a dream Alone in the woods With all the night gleams...
    Southerncharm67 Southerncharm67 46-50, F 2 Responses Jun 5, 2015

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    Love Compared

    I do not resemble your other lovers, my lady should another give you a cloud I give you rain Should he give you a lantern, I will give you the moon Should he give you a branch I will give you the trees And if another gives you a ship I shall give you the journey. Nizar...
    MrSquishy MrSquishy 41-45, M 1 Response Oct 24, 2013

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    SUFI SONG [Love and fire are the same] [The

    heat of love outweighs the heat of fire] [Fire burns material, but love burns the heart] [Fire can be put out with water, but…] [What is the remedy for love?] Gulam Farid, (Addressing himself.. and to all humans in general) [Don’t fall in love where the intensity of...
    MalikYamin MalikYamin 22-25, M Dec 12, 2015

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    Slow Dance

    Slow Dance This is a poem written by a teenager with cancer. She wants to see how many people get her poem. It is quite the poem Please pass it on. This poem was written by a terminally ill young girl in a New York Hospital. It was sent by a medical doctor -Make sure to read...
    deleted deleted 26-30 4 Responses May 29, 2013

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    CigaretteLit cigarette is placedsent

    for one more packetBurned one picture of herone is still on fire.Lit cigarette is placedsent for one more packetRanjha Uncle guided me wrongMajnoo Uncle tricked me inMom and Dad told me to stay awayOey Leave! what's left in love?Now lit cigarette is placed....There's a locket in...
    MalikYamin MalikYamin 22-25, M Dec 16, 2015

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    In the deep sea, when the wave rises It runs to

    shore to find its destiny It roars while it cries in cheer It comes in ecstasy The sand is mostly still No one knows what goes on beneath When the tide hits The sand feels complete The union gives it the very purpose The sand gives away a bit of itself When the tide slows down n...
    carrydawg carrydawg 31-35, F Jan 24

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    When I am an old woman I shall wear

    purple  With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me. And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves  And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter.  I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired  And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm...
    deleted deleted 26-30 2 Responses Jul 21, 2015

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    Tamanna e dard Kay liye paida kiya Insaan ko

    Hum nay Warna ata-at Kay liye kam na thay karo bayaan Kisi ka dard ho dil beqaraar Apna hai hawa kahein ki ho seena figar apna hai Hum hud becha kartay thay kabhi dard e dil ki dawa Aaj waqt nay hamay la khara kia apni hi Dukan per
    ishqelahasil ishqelahasil 26-30, M 1 Response Jan 3

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    LadyHeartnMind LadyHeartnMind 31-35, F Nov 19, 2015

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    "Truth," said a traveler,

    "Is a rock, a mighty fortress; Often have I been to it, Even to its highest tower, From whence the world looks black." "Truth," said a traveler, "Is a breath, a wind, A shadow, a phantom; Long have I pursued it, But never have I touched The hem of its garment." And...
    LadyHeartnMind LadyHeartnMind 31-35, F Nov 29, 2015

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    In the distance a light is flickering On

    and off... On and off... We don't know if it's weak or meant to be that way, yet we're following. Trying to get ever closer, because when it's dark we're wallowing. On and off... On and off... Some give up, stuck in the darkness they just turn their backs. It's up to the rest...
    SkollHati SkollHati 18-21, M 1 Response Aug 30, 2015

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    DAFFODILSWilliam WordsworthI WANDERED lonely

    as a cloudThat floats on high o'er vales and hills,When all at once I saw a crowd,A host, of golden daffodils;Beside the lake, beneath the trees,Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.Continuous as the stars that shineAnd twinkle on the milky way,They stretched in never-ending...
    ClaudNine ClaudNine 22-25, F 1 Response Nov 11, 2014

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    They both held hands.

    They both were meant to be together. But it was the devil who kept them apart. _a.k.y_ Please take out with credits.
    absss absss 18-21, T Jun 29, 2015

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    She walks in beauty like the night Of cloudless

    climes and starry skies.. Lord Byron
    showstar showstar 66-70, M 2 Responses Jul 8, 2015

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    Troubles twist together Friends fix Muddles

    mix Futures flux forever Worries writhe wherever Soul sorts Angst aborts Solutions stasis sever
    mcconchiea mcconchiea 51-55, M Jul 9, 2015

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    Did you hear about the rose

    that grew from a crack in the concrete? Proving nature's law is wrong it learned to walk without having feet. Funny it seems, but by keeping its dreams, it learned to breathe fresh air. Long live the rose that grew from concrete when no one else ever cared. -Tupac Shakur
    marladurden13 marladurden13 41-45, F Feb 6, 2015

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    I decided to play a game

    but even before it started, I said to myself it is lame. There were two option from which to choose, I chose the one that made me lose. Then I blamed it on God, said it was his fault, I said I tried, I dared, but in actual I was just scared . Scared that my own mistakes have...
    iamfreedom iamfreedom 18-21, F 1 Response Mar 23, 2015

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    Poem #11 Family Photos

    Granddad and Rosie Grandad and Rosie never did like each other, but Grandma loved them both. From the day Fred Jr. brought her home and introduced her as his new bride, Grandad and Rosie didn't like each other. But twice a year, Grandma would bring out the old Kodak, Brownie and...
    Serenitree Serenitree 70+, F 1 Response Jul 22, 2011

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    I used to try so hard to understand a poem.

    .. I was being vigilant instead of receptive. If the poem is saying the unsayable, I don’t need to articulate it back to myself with words. The poet has done that for me. If poems are about emotions, then that is the language I need to use when I’m reading them. Poetry has...
    LadyHeartnMind LadyHeartnMind 31-35, F Sep 28, 2015

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    A rant post by Lord Byron To Woman Woman!

    experience might have told me That all must love thee, who behold thee: Surely experience might have taught Thy firmest promises are nought; But, plac'd in all thy charms before me, All I forget, but to adore thee. Oh memory! thou choicest blessing, When join'd with hope, when...
    iCuriousBabe iCuriousBabe 41-45, F 3 Responses Jun 22, 2015

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