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    Angels are often portrayed

    as beautiful. Perfect little creatures of god. Their halos and wings define them from others, frail and soulless. But the truth is, angels are not the cleanest of spirits. Inside them, locked away for no one to see, are demons. Evil spirits that thrive on corruption and hate...
    Insomnia101 Insomnia101 18-21, F 1 day ago

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    (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 - And sore must be the storm - That could abash the little Bird That kept so many warm - I've heard it in the chillest land...
    TheFieryWoman TheFieryWoman 36-40, F 1 Response 3 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...
    diablesse34 diablesse34 46-50, F 8 Responses Oct 25, 2013

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    Delight in Disorder by Robert Herrick A

    sweet disorder in the dress Kindles in clothes a wantonness; A lawn about the shoulders thrown Into a fine distraction; An erring lace, which here and there Enthrals the crimson stomacher; A cuff neglectful, and thereby Ribbons to flow confusedly; A winning wave, deserving...
    TheFieryWoman TheFieryWoman 36-40, F 2 Responses Oct 12

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    When he shall die, take him

    and cut him out in little stars, and he shall make the face of heaven so fine, that all the world will be in love with the night and pay no worship to the garnish sun. William Shakespeare
    Insomnia101 Insomnia101 18-21, F 1 day ago

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    Unrequited Love

    This poem very much captures  the author's feelings of unrequited love; of being loved just a very little by someone, who always has bigger and better fish to fry. In a few lines, the poet effortlessly conveys that sense of yearning for something wonderful which, for her (but...
    unsichtbar unsichtbar 46-50 Apr 7, 2010

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    There is no remedy for love

    but to love more. By Henry David Thoreau
    passionate4you passionate4you 46-50, F Oct 13

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    “"Where are you?" She asked.

    "Stop looking for me," Love replied, "and I will find you."” -my favorite poet
    Samwan Samwan 70+, F 1 Response Oct 12

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    Falling. By Caroli9

    There she stood upon a high, World blowing through her mind, " Let go & Fall " the wind does cry, with arms outstretched her falls a glide, Dizzy...Giddy...she panics inside, " Your Falling to fast " the words fly by, with heart in hand she closes...
    caroli9 caroli9 36-40, F 10 Responses Jan 21, 2007

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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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    The point of it is knowing

    who you are. Long days which may be dark or light, The past and future always out of sight Travelling onward to the morning star; First star on the right, it’s not very far But it’s hard to see on a dark, dark night The point of it. The flower from the bud, that’s who you...
    Femininewiles Femininewiles 26-30, F 3 hrs ago

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    women are insane some will say there emotional

    and get carried away, guys are tempered those will say easily angered and get carried away but when those two meet and mate out comes pure joy and love that melts away love is a wonderful wonder that all should know it helps with the healing and the pain of the day
    mundinger1992 mundinger1992 18-21, M 1 day ago

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    Being But Men Being

    but men, we walked into the trees Afraid, letting our syllables be soft For fear of waking the rooks, For fear of coming Noiselessly into a world of wings and cries. If we were children we might climb, Catch the rooks sleeping, and break no twig, And, after the soft ascent...
    PickledPete PickledPete 51-55, M 1 day ago

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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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    ~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...
    Sungirl3 Sungirl3 46-50, F 11 Responses Jun 17

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    You asked me why I was afraid to fall in love

    with you. And I never really answered— But here it is: Because you’re perfect. Because you’re genuine. Because there’s no free get out of jail card if I let myself feel what I want to. There’s no cure for a sleepless night; There’s no cure for a million butterflies...
    langleav langleav 31-35, F Oct 12

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    “It happens like this.

    "One day you meet someone and for some inexplicable reason, you feel more connected to this stranger than anyone else—closer to them than your closest family. Perhaps this person carries within them an angel—one sent to you for some higher purpose; to teach you an important...
    langleav langleav 31-35, F 2 Responses Oct 12

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    The tender touch    Of your lips      

    Against mine          Is all that       I ever  Need toMake me relax
    Sungirl3 Sungirl3 46-50, F 13 Responses Jan 7

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    I just published Vol 1 of The Poetry Trilogy,

    the largest collection of private poetry ever published in a single work, and it' #4 WORLDWIDE in poetry New Releases. I can go #1 with a little help. Please check it out here:http://www.amazon.com/Poetry-Volume-The-Trilogy-ebook/dp/B00ODE4GMW
    AaronLA AaronLA 31-35, M 2 days ago

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    "Don’t Forget To Live" by Madisen Kuhn Time

    isn’t wasted at the end of the day When you’re in bed thinking about all the things You could’ve done, You could’ve said, All the empty boxes left on your to do list Time is wasted When you’re standing on a rock at the edge of a waterhole And decide to not jump...
    diablesse34 diablesse34 46-50, F 4 Responses Apr 11

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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...
    Sungirl3 Sungirl3 46-50, F 10 Responses May 11

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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...
    Sungirl3 Sungirl3 46-50, F 18 Responses Sep 3, 2013

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    WindSylph WindSylph 46-50, F 3 Responses Oct 12

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    I sit by the waters edge gazing at my own

    reflection when the voice that speaks is coming back at me why are u hear my son I hear the voice exclaim its such a dreary day u should be inside and play I respond to the voice that what is dreary to u is happiness to me I'd gladly trade u places in the murky depth below...
    mundinger1992 mundinger1992 18-21, M 1 Response 2 days ago

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    If thou must love me,

    let it be for nought Except for love's sake only. Do not say "I love her for her smile, her look, her way Of speaking gently, for a trick of thought That falls in well with mine, and certes brought A sense of pleasant ease on such a day" For these things in themselves...
    eternalenvy eternalenvy 18-21, M 4 days ago

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    As The Rain Falls on Paradise Here,

    is where we met, somewhere along the traveler's trail, I invited you to join for dinner, not knowing what that would entail, and as the minutes turned to hours, and the hours turned to days, we got lost somewhere in time together, as if we were in an impassioned maze, amazing...
    AaronLA AaronLA 31-35, M 2 days ago

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    ~The Moment~ The moment when,

    after many years of hard work and a long voyage you stand in the centre of your room, house, half acre, square mile, island, country knowing at last how you got there, and say I own this, is the same moment when the trees unloose there soft arms from around you, the birds take...
    Sungirl3 Sungirl3 46-50, F 10 Responses Sep 7

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    What Is Love

    I am watching two friends who I think are in love go through a rough patch right now. From a distance I wonder to myself what is love really to me? I thought I felt it once or twice but haven't been in it head over heels. Then I saw this poem. I think it brings me closer to an...
    deleted deleted 26-30 5 Responses Oct 13, 2012

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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

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    This is my final post on EP

    before deletion. I came to EP 3 years ago to share poetry and I shall leave sharing poetry. Enjoy this one by Robert Frost. Farewell. :) ~ thatguy1970 NOTHING GOLD CAN STAY by Robert Frost Nature's first green is gold Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf's a flower; But...
    deleted deleted 26-30 15 Responses May 9

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    The Cabin

    Dedicated to Chelsea The Cabin A weekend escape, To a cabin far away, To spend it together, And live life in a day, We talked and we chatted, We hugged and we kissed, For weekends this lovely, Are too often missed, We saw the cool creek, The waters all clear, We kissed on the...
    seeinglife2x2 seeinglife2x2 46-50, M 3 Responses Jun 23, 2013

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    Sungirl3 Sungirl3 46-50, F 12 Responses Oct 14, 2013

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    Around the BendThe road is turning up ahead,

    but like a tunnel, I cannot see where the trees shroud the road in shadow. We anticipate and plan for the path in front of us, but sometimes it doesn't matter, because fate may hold a different hand of cards.The way behind me is riddled with ruts and chasms that I have...
    Chagrinned Chagrinned 46-50, M 2 Responses Oct 12

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    Chance meetings by me If by chance you should

    happen to meet A man that’s walking down the street Who seems to be without a care Talking to someone who isn’t there Perhaps you’ll think that he’s insane Or hope that he’ll stay in his own lane Or perhaps you’ll think by his calm tone That he’s just talking on...
    widower2014 widower2014 41-45, M 1 day ago

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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
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    cookiemarton cookiemarton 16-17, F 1 Response 5 days ago

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    Darkness

    Darkness around me Darkness surrounds me Darkness don't get near me Darkness I fear thee Darkness you hurt Darkness you lurk Darkness you lurk at night Darkness please don't take my light tonight
    screaminginshadows screaminginshadows 13-15, F 6 Responses Apr 14, 2013

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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 5 Responses Mar 28

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    You...Extraordinary.Its not

    that I didn’t know it,I just never really said it... directly.Caged talk, regretOut of situations that make one want to breathe deep,To confirm you’re alive,As opposed to free birds to fly and write their stories in the sky.The nature of daylight,Changing colours on...
    yeronlyman yeronlyman 41-45, M 4 Responses Aug 25

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    I call him the devil cause he makes me want to

    sin and every time he knocks I can't help but let him in. Unknown
    Insomnia101 Insomnia101 18-21, F 1 day ago

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    Humanity is like flowers We are all roses Some

    people are darker Some are lighter We all have our thorns But we shouldn't judge people by their color or thorns Roses are fragile People are fragile
    cookiemarton cookiemarton 16-17, F 1 Response 5 days ago

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    StEaMpUnK hEaRt Clockwork tinker,

    beating pulse It lives and loves on wild impulse shiver and shake like feverish imps If you look inside and take a glimpse Romanticism is just an illusion To a heart that beats confusion Mechanical wonder but oh, so cold The wheels and cogs in brass and gold manipulate the...
    JesseVicious JesseVicious 22-25, T 1 Response 3 days ago

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    Scream into my dreams,

    but I will not wake. I lie somber, below everything in memory. I won't open these eyes for you. They'll be shut for so long that you'll forget that they are brown. I am porcelain sorrow lying helpless. What's there to do? You can't fix me. I kill smiles. Lost in the realm...
    Insomnia101 Insomnia101 18-21, F 1 day ago

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    Love is a flower that grows in any soil,

    works its sweet miracles undaunted by autumn frost or winter snow, blooming fair and fragrant all the year, and blessing those who give and those who receive. Louis May Alcott
    desirabledreams desirabledreams 46-50, F 1 Response 4 days ago

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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 3 Responses Sep 10

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    Queen

    Open the door if you dare The key to my circus Tempting devils, delights Waiting to consume And be consumed Beasts rutting in heat The jugular stings Gnawing on the wound Nefarious desires   The tethers scar Deep to the marrow Sweetest pleasures Lusts...
    mguinm mguinm 41-45, F 10 Responses Sep 8, 2013

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    The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face

    Yes, I know this was a song, but the song lyrics read like a beautiful poem. So I decided to add it to this ep group. I found out that this song was written as a love poem/song in 1957 by a British singer named Ewan MacColl for his lover, Peggy Seeger. http://en.wikipedia.org...
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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 9 Responses Sep 4, 2013

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    Beautiful things happen in the dark.

    When the sun goes to sleep. When the stars give light kisses. When the moon is a spotlight. Life stays beautiful even when you are covered in darkness. Unknown.
    Insomnia101 Insomnia101 18-21, F 1 day ago

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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 11 Responses Apr 18, 2011

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    "Souls" When two souls fall in love,

    there is nothing else but the yearning to be close to the other. The presence that is felt through a hand held, a voice heard, or a smile seen. Souls do not have calendars or clocks, nor do they understand the notion of time or distance. They only know it feels right to be with...
    diablesse34 diablesse34 46-50, F 6 Responses Mar 3

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    You're My Black Hole, I'm In Trouble

    Your peach is within my reach You galactic disaster I will eat and eat Dripping, nectar Feed my famine with your laughter Pulling you, dipping you, I’m so into you I deserve every morsel, as I touch your torso I bend you, bite you and throw you Now you know me, now I know you...
    Bothor Bothor 31-35, M 2 Responses Sep 20, 2013

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