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    Poetry, especially certain pieces,

    have taken up residence within my heart... but more than other, this poem holds a beautiful lasting significance... i carry your heart with me(i carry it in] 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...
    WithGracefulness WithGracefulness 46-50, F 6 Responses Jan 11

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    She Walks in Beauty by Lord Byron She walks

    in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes; Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies. One shade the more, one ray the less, Had half impaired the nameless...
    neeia neeia 36-40, F 6 Responses Nov 7, 2014

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    Whatever happens with us,

    your body Will haunt mine- tender, delicate Your traveled, generous thighs Between which my whole face has come and come The innocence and wisdom of the place my tongue has found there- Your touch on me, firm, protective, searching me out, your strong tongue and slender fingers...
    lavendersea lavendersea 41-45, F 1 Response May 13

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    A poem I wrote called "Disguise".

    I wear a mask to hide my face Keep you from learning about my race My race of people who hide inside We didn't come from the West side But we still Have trouble And we will Go huddle Together as one We are a family We will not be done As long as we're family Just keep your...
    GreenDayIsBae GreenDayIsBae 16-17, M 6 days ago

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     “You are the fearless rose

    that grows amidst the freezing wind.”   ~ Rumi   
    VenusFactor VenusFactor 41-45, F 3 Responses Mar 6

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    You asked if I could suggest a love poem.

    I though of this one. This is one of my favorites which means a lot to me. Shelley wrote beautifully with a heart which must have been full of passion. Enjoy. ~J Love's Philosophy by Percy Bysshe Shelley The fountains mingle with the river, And the rivers with the ocean...
    deleted deleted 26-30 2 Responses Jan 2

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    I am the option you will always regret not

    choosing. - ten word story
    RedHwaiting RedHwaiting 18-21, F May 14

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    Do not go gently into

    that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light. -Dylan Thomas One of my favorite poems. :)
    Allyyoop Allyyoop 16-17, F 2 Responses 6 days ago

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    This is one of Tyler Knott Gregson's poems.

    He creates powerfully romantic, sensual images that speak to being human, and our desire for romantic love. Beautiful! Place your hands upon me like a big tent preacher and with a whisper heal all that aches inside. Put your lips upon my forehead and glance your eyes to the sky...
    WindSylph WindSylph 46-50, F 11 Responses Jan 14

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    An anthology of poetry on climate change BY:

    Carol Ann Duffy May I shuffle forward and tell you the two minute life of rain Starting right now lips open and lidless-cold all-seeing gaze When something not yet anything changes its mind like me And begins to fall In the small hours And the light is still a flying...
    ZombieMcChrist ZombieMcChrist 26-30, F 4 days ago

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    Walk Away I watch you walk away from me And

    the tears start to fall I ask myself a million times How did we lose it all??? For the first time I had no words that to you I could say I cling to old memories And I watch you walk away I just don't want to let you go But inside I know I must My heart's whimpering with pain But...
    hangonthere hangonthere 22-25, F 2 days ago

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    My Name *** Mom Mommy Mama Hun Baby Babe My

    name is barely spoken My name is rarely heard But when I hear my name My heart skips a beat My breath will catch When a man says my name with a rumble in his throat I go weak When a man says my name on a breath at my ear I melt When a man says my name with a commanding tone I...
    LadyJunebug LadyJunebug 31-35, F 4 Responses a week ago

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    SMALL PLACESThe wise woman says sometimesyou

    come to meas a bird.So I build you a bird house.Centuries agoyou taught me to sing you,with your throaty smudgeleaving the higher noted to melike sweet dark coffee and sweet creamwhere grit and the sublime collide.But in this life you are spirityou come to meas a birdso I build...
    berangere berangere 66-70, F 9 Responses Feb 9

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    What Is Love?

    Is love found in holding hands? In quiet whispers? In looks shared across a crowded room? Is love shared in notes? In cards? In actions? Is love felt with a quickening pulse? A feeling of loss in her absence? A longing to see but a glimpse of her? Is love heard through...
    seeinglife2x2 seeinglife2x2 46-50, M 3 Responses Mar 18, 2013

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    Where is love? Doesn't come from the skies

    above? is it underneath the willow tree that I've been dreaming of? where is she? who I close my eyes to see. Does she love me like I do? must I travel far and wide? just to be beside that someone who I can mean something to? where? where is love?...
    millymack123 millymack123 18-21, M 1 Response a week ago

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    RedHwaiting RedHwaiting 18-21, F 1 Response May 14

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    I read poetry because it brings back to life

    the lives I've led within me or haven’t just yet.
    RedHwaiting RedHwaiting 18-21, F 1 Response 6 days ago

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    ~There is Pleasure in the Pathless

    Woods~ There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in it's roar: I love not man the less, but Nature more, From these our interviews, in which I steal, From all I may be, and...
    deleted deleted 26-30 11 Responses Jun 17, 2014

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    He came quickly through the fog.

    Shinning in all his glory He spoke words of kindness and truth Painting the perfect story A quick connection A quick pairing A quick match that was overwhelming He spoke words of love He spoke words of promise I started to believe but I was tarnished Pain from betrayal in...
    LadyJunebug LadyJunebug 31-35, F 3 Responses May 14

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    Nobody listens to your pain,

    you've got no lover. Nobody reads your book, because they don't like the cover. :(
    Wisdom8 Wisdom8 41-45, M 4 Responses Sep 10, 2014

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    This general time of year brings to mind Pablo

    Neruda's sonnets 92 and 94 for me, so here are Stephen Tapscott's English translations of them: My love, if I die and you don't--, / My love, if you die and I don't--, / let's not give grief an even greater field. / No expanse is greater than where we live. Dust in the wheat...
    lcz415 lcz415 26-30 May 13

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    A lie There comes a time When you have to

    forget When nothing is left When things buried Have been brought to light Burned away And the ashes scattered To the winds There comes a time When nothing is left When all sounds Have faded away Even that Of goodbye I would love to say Part of me still cherishes you But it...
    Lostnalone22 Lostnalone22 31-35, F 2 days ago

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    Touch my soul with your hands; Touch my body

    with your heart. Don't ever hesitate to touch my mind with your wisdom; for all my strength lies in your hands reaching for our happiness, we give to us for both us.
    MyLady9 MyLady9 46-50, F 6 Responses Mar 28, 2014

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    The Invitation

    It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing. It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of...
    diablesse34 diablesse34 46-50, F 8 Responses Sep 4, 2013

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    I crave your mouth, your voice,

    your hair. Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day. I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps. I hunger for your sleek laugh, your hands, the color of a savage harvest, hunger for the pale stones of your...
    deleted deleted 26-30 13 Responses Feb 20

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    KuriosityKills KuriosityKills 31-35, F 4 Responses 6 days ago

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    I write poems myself

    but the girl they were meant for never had time to love or them :( :/
    Akeytoyou Akeytoyou 18-21, M 1 hr ago

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    Medusa by Carol Ann Duffy A suspicion,

    a doubt, a jealousy grew in my mind, which turned the hairs on my head to filthy snakes as though my thoughts hissed and spat on my scalp. My bride’s breath soured, stank in the grey bags of my lungs. I’m foul mouthed now, foul tongued, yellow fanged. There are bullet tears...
    ForeverIsOver ForeverIsOver 16-17, F 2 days ago

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    You are a precious memory,

    like the most beloved of books,with a special place in my heart.
    RedHwaiting RedHwaiting 18-21, F 1 day ago

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    To a Beautiful Girl You are a flower in full

    bloom, As if, through a mist, a first loom; You are a fine line that holds beauty So fragile it seems, yet so pretty. You are the wind that grace my meadows Of thoughts and lights up my weary shadows; You are the sun after my night That lights up everything in sight. Of life...
    SocialRomance SocialRomance 18-21, M 2 Responses Jul 19, 2014

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    Unending Love

    I seemed to have loved you numberless times, in numberless forms... In life afer life, age after age, forvever. My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs, That you take as a gift, wear around your neck in your many forms, In life after life, in age after age...
    deleted deleted 26-30 20 Responses Sep 3, 2013

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    It's Funny How "friends" Can Just Leave You When You Are Down

      it's funny how hello is always accompanied with goodbye it's funny how good memories can start to make you cry it's funny how forever never seems to last it's funny how much you'd lose if you forgot about your past it's funny how “friends” can just...
    garvan garvan 46-50, M 8 Responses Apr 18, 2011

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    You're like a song inside my head,

    forever on replay. - ten word story
    RedHwaiting RedHwaiting 18-21, F May 14

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    I Feel So Alone

    Loneliness is what i feel I feel so alone I feel so isolated The emptyness in my heart Can not be feeled by any soul I am surounded by people but yet i feel so alone I am in a room so small and so dark Fear takes over me, i scream but no one hears me This room so small and tiny...
    Tee1990 Tee1990 22-25, F 2 Responses Feb 14, 2013

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    Beautiful Women ~by Walt Whitman

    WOMEN sit, or move to and fro--some old, some young; The young are beautiful--but the old are more beautiful than the young. Walt Whitman
    deleted deleted 26-30 9 Responses Aug 6, 2012

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    nothingness .....a state defined by the fact

    that no definition is found well... I know, something Is going on, but the undercover shortcut of hiding, sometimes fools me too. (not really) The need to fing the nitch , the right whole to fill in the blanks with my own passions, and my own self, as a messesnger of the real...
    livingtruthfully livingtruthfully 36-40, F 1 Response 1 day ago

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    Having your life turned into poetry by

    inspiration. <3 This one's called _"Tan"_ In our garden swing, I read while watching my mom doing some gardening work The book in my lap, shades on my nose; It's warm, actually, but the wind keeps the chill on me Gazing at the smooth waves of neverending green around me...
    Sorfarina Sorfarina 26-30, F 6 days ago

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    RedHwaiting RedHwaiting 18-21, F 1 Response 1 day ago

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    AFTER A WHILE (Veronica Shoftshall,

    1971) After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul and you learn that love doesn't mean leaning and company doesn't always mean security. And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts and presents aren't promises and you begin...
    Chrye Chrye 51-55, F 13 Responses Apr 1

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    Recently, our family lost someone

    who was wonderful and so very funny. We attended his funeral, a few days ago, and this poem was read. It was found in a schoolbook he had kept for over 70 years. Spring Morning by A.A. Milne Where am I going? I don't quite know. Down to the stream where the king-cups...
    Cinnamongrl Cinnamongrl 46-50, F 7 Responses Sep 13, 2014

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    The tender touch    Of your lips      

    Against mine          Is all that       I ever  Need toMake me relax
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    William Butler Yeats (1865-1939)THE SECOND

    COMINGTurning and turning in the widening gyreThe falcon cannot hear the falconer;Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhereThe ceremony of innocence is drowned;The best lack all conviction...
    yeronlyman yeronlyman 41-45, M 4 days ago

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    No eyes but yours, To look deep into mine,

    To see my heart and soul. No lips but yours, Pressed firmly to mine, Soft, warm, intoxicating... No hands but yours, To hold tenderly in my own, To feel them moving over my body, Thrilling and arousing me to my core. No arms but yours, Holding me and pulling me So close to you...
    hardbargain hardbargain 51-55, M 4 Responses Apr 28

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    The Road Not Taken ~Robert Frost~ Two roads

    diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth Then took the other, and just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted...
    deleted deleted 26-30 10 Responses May 11, 2014

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    Ah! Poetry is really lovely,

    especially when you have talented people reading it. I've just been studying while listening to some British actors read some famous pieces by Shakespeare and E.E.Cummings. p.s - Tom hiddleston's voice is extremely dreamy
    fairynights fairynights 18-21, F 5 days ago

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    I Want To See You...

    “I want to see you.Know your voice.Recognize you when youfirst come 'round the corner.Sense your scent when I come into a room you've just left.Know the lift of your heel,the glide of your foot.Become familiar with the way you purse your lipsthen let them part, just the...