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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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    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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    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 4 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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    "Rabtay Torrny Se Muhabat Khtam Nahi Hoti Kehna

    Uss Se......... _ "Log Yaad To Unhen Bhi Kartay Hain Jo Duniya Chorr Jatay hain..... :"-._:"-._.- ": _ .- ": "-._"-. Miss You
    muslimboy123 muslimboy123 22-25, M 21 hrs ago

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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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    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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    I have to learn this poem

    for school next week and be able to recite it aloud in class. What do you all think. From A Railway Carriage Faster than fairies, faster than witches, Bridges and houses, hedges and ditches' And charging along like troops in a battle All through the meadows the horses and...
    RJH16 RJH16 16-17, M 4 Responses 15 hrs ago

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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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    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 May 16

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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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    Does it exist? Does True Love exist?

    So many poems and lyrics so many phrases and quotes so many thunders and sunshines above of it all. Below the surface there's reality there's pain and there's doubt, in a world of ever-growing bouts.... Where is this going, this pain is overflowing.... This empty space goes...
    livingtruthfully livingtruthfully 36-40, F 6 days ago

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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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    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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    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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    HappyWife16 HappyWife16 18-21, F May 17

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    Go placidly amid the noise

    and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender, be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly. Listen to others. You are a child of the universe, no less than the stars and trees, and you have a...
    whiskers5050 whiskers5050 56-60, F 4 days ago

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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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    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 5 days ago

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    I Am Not Yours I am not yours,

    not lost in you, Not lost, although I long to be Lost as a candle lit at noon, Lost as a snowflake in the sea. You love me, and I find you still A spirit beautiful and bright, Yet I am I, who long to be Lost as a light is lost in light. Oh plunge me deep in love—put out My...
    WithGracefulness WithGracefulness 46-50, F 4 Responses Jan 25

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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 day 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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    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 May 17

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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 3 days ago

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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 May 17

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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 3 days ago

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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 May 17

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    How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.

    I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of being and ideal grace. I love thee to the level of every day’s Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely...
    justNIK justNIK 41-45, F 3 Responses Apr 17

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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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    Do not fall in love with people like me.

    I will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth. I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I leave you will finally understand...
    smeckledorfed smeckledorfed 18-21, F 3 Responses Jul 10, 2014

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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 6 Responses Oct 25, 2013

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    xxmeandonlymexx xxmeandonlymexx 26-30, F 3 Responses 1 day ago

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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 6 days ago

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    The tender touch    Of your lips      

    Against mine          Is all that       I ever  Need toMake me relax
    deleted deleted 26-30 12 Responses Jan 7, 2014

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    I Like My Body When It Is With Your By e.e.cummings

    i like my body when it is with your body. It is so quite a new thing. Muscles better and nerves more. i like your body. i like what it does, i like its hows. i like to feel the spine of your body and its bones, and the trembling -firm-smooth ness and which i will again and again...
    akindheart akindheart 56-60, F 68 Responses Jan 15, 2011

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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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    KuriosityKills KuriosityKills 31-35, F 4 Responses a week ago

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    RedHwaiting RedHwaiting 18-21, F 1 Response 2 days ago

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    I share a poem I came across

    and loved it... “A candle within me A small flame burning, Fueled by your eyes, your laughter, your astonishing smile. A yearning within me An aching longing, Deepened by your joy, your charm, your ephemeral grace. A love within me A passion everlasting, You dance among the...
    hanxin hanxin 61-65, M 1 Response 3 days ago

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    DOVER BEACH By Matthew Arnold The sea is calm

    tonight, The tide is full, the moon lies fair Upon the straits; on the French coast the light Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand, Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay. Come to the window, sweet is the night air! Only, from the long line of spray Where...
    AshleyWCSloth AshleyWCSloth 16-17, F 1 Response 1 day 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 May 17

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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 are a precious memory,

    like the most beloved of books,with a special place in my heart.
    RedHwaiting RedHwaiting 18-21, F 2 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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    I woke to a jealous sunrise.

    A sunrise that couldn't beg my attention. She screamed reds and cried yellows. Giving up, she sat and joined me in a quiet day dream of you.
    DeepCee DeepCee 46-50, M 6 Responses Apr 21

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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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