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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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    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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    Make Me Feel"just lay me downand let your

    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...
    livelaughlovedream3 livelaughlovedream3 41-45, F 1 Response Jan 30

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    I was never insance except upon occasions

    when my heart was touched. ~ Edgar Allan poe.
    Modernpsyche Modernpsyche 22-25 1 Response Feb 26

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    Kehte Hain Tujh Ko Log Maseeha Magar Yahan Ek

    Shakhs Marr Gaya Tujhe Dekhne K Baad...
    RUBY1717 RUBY1717 18-21, F 2 Responses Feb 8

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    blue skies Green fields Beer flows like

    water Happiness all around People are inviting Stories are great This is the place I want to be Ireland is my dream Ireland is where my roots come from Ireland is where I will go
    colt109 colt109 13-15, M 1 Response Jan 31

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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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    I'm sitting in the brightest spot I know of Yet

    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
    SykikGhost1 SykikGhost1 13-15, F Mar 14

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    They are the last romantics,

    these candles: 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 In...
    marladurden13 marladurden13 41-45, F 1 Response Feb 4

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    Waves Of Autumn. The waves started calm

    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...
    AxiosThanatos AxiosThanatos 18-21, M 1 Response Jul 5, 2014

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    He clasps the crag with crooked hands; Close to

    the sun in lonely lands, Ringed with the azure world, he stands. The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls; He watches from his mountain walls, And like a thunderbolt he falls. Alfred Lord Tennyson
    IF64 IF64 51-55, M 1 Response Feb 3

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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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    Bloodied, scarred, beaten,

    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 
    WizardOfAahs WizardOfAahs 41-45, M 3 Responses Oct 4, 2014

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    My dear my love from up above,

    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. Because...
    hornyboy1983 hornyboy1983 31-35, M 2 Responses Feb 26

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    Ellias. I hope you have a good day,

    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...
    nononoerr nononoerr 18-21, M Feb 3

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    I was angry with my friend; I told my wrath,

    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...
    IF64 IF64 51-55, M 1 Response Feb 8

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    I read this the other day,

    and it resonated with me. I like that it's not a romanticized notion of love, and I especially love the last paragraph.I don't know the author, but I'd like to read more of his/her work...
    livelaughlovedream3 livelaughlovedream3 41-45, F 3 Responses Oct 22, 2014

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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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    Bodies pressed together in erotic combat,

    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...
    hardbargain hardbargain 51-55, M 3 Responses a week ago

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    This poem by me is called "Love Yourself.

    " Love yourself and be good to yourself Love the fact you are filled with flaws Love your neighbors and forgive them for their sins love and love until it hurts again then ready to love and begin
    showworldlove showworldlove 31-35, M 2 hrs ago

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    I've written the largest collection of poetry

    ever published in the history of literature. A lot of it is terribly dark, and a lot of it is amazingly light. PLEASE support by writing a review, or getting the download here: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00T0UDCUQ
    AaronLA AaronLA 31-35, M Feb 15

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    Forevermore Darkness deep No thing can

    see 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 Hushed whispering Hearty laughs Still on my mind What do I do I confess Late one dark night Tears are shed We hold on tight This I...
    nononoerr nononoerr 18-21, M 7 Responses Jan 18

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    The earth turns cold spinning on ice

    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 -Anna
    Annamo2dres Annamo2dres 22-25, F Mar 16

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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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    Ellias Aghili, this poem is

    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/ Some...
    nononoerr nononoerr 18-21, M 1 Response Jan 27

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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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    Nothing I lie there,

    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...
    livelaughlovedream3 livelaughlovedream3 41-45, F 3 Responses Jan 28

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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

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    El xD Hope you like it~ "Above All" Above all

    others, 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...
    nononoerr nononoerr 18-21, M 2 Responses Jan 23

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    If only... This. Wow.

    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...
    livelaughlovedream3 livelaughlovedream3 41-45, F 4 Responses Jan 28

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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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    First I was dying to finish high school

    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...
    rougewolf55555 rougewolf55555 18-21, F Mar 9

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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

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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 4 days ago

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    So has a Daisy vanished From the fields today -

    So tiptoed many a slipper To Paradise away - Oozed so in crimson bubbles Day's departing tide - Blooming - tripping - flowing - Are ye then with God?
    junipersun21 junipersun21 18-21, F 1 Response Mar 17

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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
    colt109 colt109 13-15, M 5 Responses Jan 3

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    This."I watchedas you streaked across my

    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...
    livelaughlovedream3 livelaughlovedream3 41-45, F 6 Responses Feb 19

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    Whispers upon the air blow past the frozen pond

    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...
    TiredTruth TiredTruth 13-15 2 Responses Feb 23

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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 18-21, F 1 Response Nov 11, 2014

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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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    Okay we aren't talking wordsworth

    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...
    notext notext 46-50, M Jan 30

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    The fury of a demon instantly possessed me.

    I knew myself no longer. My original soul seemed, at once, to take its flight from my body; and a more than fiendish malevolence, gin-nurtured, thrilled every fibre of my frame.
    SuicidalSilence SuicidalSilence 13-15 1 Response Feb 19

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    Thevy29 Thevy29 31-35, M 1 Response Sep 22, 2014

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    I wrote this today before going to

    school: 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...
    rougewolf55555 rougewolf55555 18-21, F Mar 12

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    Hot Breaths on tender lips Kisses given

    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...
    McCannT12 McCannT12 41-45, F Jan 29

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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 22 Responses Jun 16, 2012

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    WARNING By Jenny Joseph 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...