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...
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...
passionwash over mefor I am wearyand have nothing left to giveeverything I hadhas been taken from meI need my soul refueledpour your loveover my hearttake me to heaven's doorlet the beautyof your heartrefill mineoverflow my desiresplay gentle tunesmelodiously upon my skinwhisper...
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.
I am sitting in the dark
Threw your eyes there are people
But threw mine there are monsters
You worry how people think of you
And I have noting to care or worry
You are happy
While I fake a smile and die on the inside
You will always be though of
While I am forgotten
Upside-down hearts of light tipping wax fingers,
And the fingers, taken in by their own haloes,
Grown milky, almost clear, like the bodies of saints.
It is touching, the way they'll ignore
A whole family of prominent objects
Simply to plumb the deeps of an eye
that day on the beaches. Those beaches made of sand and stone. Sand and stone stacked and pilled to form pillars and perches, Gates and bridges.
sand and stone stacked so high, the watch towers rose from the ground like a rib cage that protected a non beating heart. But than...
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...
A man,Ravaged,Lies on the field of battle,Nearly broken,His body stirs,Summoning courage,He rejects defeat,Rises slowly,To his knees,Then his feet,His heart,Pumping strength to his limbs,Life to his spirit,And the will to soldier on,WoA
you are now gone from me.
You didn't want to share my love, so I have set you free.
Now here I stand all by myself, and you are nowhere near.
I would not trade for any wealth, the times you shared with me.
I wish you well in all you do, and the happiness you will find.
my dear. :-)/
Ellias, love, how can I describe thee?/
Your heart more pure than mine ever could be./
Your eyes are deeper than the deep blue sea./
Your hands extend, always supporting me./
Your laugh is my drink, which fills me with glee./
Your love anchors, not...
my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.
And I watered it in fears,
Night & morning with my tears:
And I sunned it with my smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.
And it grew both day and night.
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe...
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...
Pushing, pulling, rubbing,biting, clawing
On each other like wild animals struggling
To free themselves from long captivity.
Two feral hearts breaking down every
Barrier standing in the way of achieving
The long awaited climaxes of mind and body.
Reaching the pinnacle of lust...
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Please let me
Just go to sleep
Along comes you
Torch is raised
Set dark ablaze
Call my name
I am awake
Because of you
Late night calls
Still on my mind
What do I do
Late one dark night
Tears are shed
We hold on tight
as we were once told
turning, yearning for something more from us all
must we allow this emptiness to dissolve
we are affected by what once stood tall
or broken down by how far we fall
off this earth that now turns cold
are we to blame for the end of it all
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
for you. Happy birthday, my dear. :-)
Two curly hair together/
Walking hands in hands/
One born in America/
The latter born in France/
Two curly hair together/
Sitting under the stars/
Wrapping arms 'round the other/
List'ning to Chasing Cars/
Two curly hair together/
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...
thinking about not thinking about him.
I change positions, I turn the pillow, I get up for a glass of water and then try again.
I think desperately of nothing… yet in all that nothingness comes nothing but him.
The way he would look at me. The way he would hold...
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.
Above all treasures,
There is no way
Your worth is measured.
Like a red rose
Fell to the ground,
You took my fall
And came around.
Like an angel,
But in disguise,
You took my heart,
Opened my eyes.
Like the night sky
Dotted with light
You took my love
And shine so...
Yes. *sigh*"Laying awake at night,I often wonder to myselfHow different things could beIf you were layingcurled up beside meWould your lipsKiss the back of my neckAnd your words trail to my earsSoftly,Whispered across my skin,Would your bodyCurve neatlyAround mine,And your...
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.
and start college
And then I was dying to finish college and start working
And then I was dying to marry and have children
And then I was dying for my children to grow old enough to go to school so I could go back to work
And then I was dying to retire
And now I am dying...
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 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...
lifecapturing my imaginationthe sheer brilliance of your charmtotally captivatingsat in awe of who you areand what you are capable ofand how you are able to make me feelevery word ever utteredevery story ever writtenthe images you created in my minddrive my fantasiesyou know...
at dusk. Trees stand silent and tall as if awaiting the coming of a King. Through out the forest, flowers covered with frost try to open. Too impatient to wait for spring are they. The howling of a lonely stranger awakens my mind from the depths in which it had been dwelling...
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...
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.
or hearts and flowers here but some works touch the soul and some.. memory.
"maggie and milly and molly and may
went down to the beach(to play one day)
and maggie discovered a shell that sang
so sweetly she couldn’t remember her troubles,and
milly befriended a stranded...
The game we call life
Life is a game we all have to play. You keep getting stronger and stronger and then you die, this is what some call society. Controlling, mind numbing, murdering society, don't be a pawn in the game of life, be a purple cow, be extraordinary...
and taken in little sips
Finger tips searing to the touch on virgin skin
Giving in to their erotic passions from within.
Moving with such ease and grace
One kiss on her neck, another on her face
With each nibble on her ear soft sighs begin
In the dark he plans his moves...
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.
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...