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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 6 days ago

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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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    “And so being young

    and dipped in folly I fell in love with melancholy.” ― Edgar Allan Poe
    midnightballads midnightballads 16-17, F 2 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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    A PAIN THAT I'M USED TO They walk

    hand-in-hand Through the world. Not paying attention Yet constantly aware of each other. Coupled together so long that Others romanticize their longevity Assuring themselves that it’s a sign Of affection so deep that time Is unaware of their passing. Love and pain Always...
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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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    Let Me Live Out My Years By John Neihardt Let

    me live out my years in heat of blood! Let me die drunken with the dreamer's wine! Let me not see this soul-house built of mud Go toppling to the dusk — a vacant shrine. Let me go quickly, like a candle light Snuffed out just at the heyday of its glow. Give me high noon...
    yeronlyman yeronlyman 41-45, M 3 Responses 3 days 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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    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 May 19

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    Transcending above everything

    that has lowered my spirits, is as extreme chasing a grandiose dream. I believe that I am a brand new product of soaring beams that will touch the lost ones. My visions and Ideals have been around since childhood, for the good of the people, I cast out evil with passion so...
    SpiritualStoner SpiritualStoner 16-17, M 3 Responses 3 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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    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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    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 are a precious memory,

    like the most beloved of books,with a special place in my heart.
    RedHwaiting RedHwaiting 18-21, F 5 days ago

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    RedHwaiting RedHwaiting 18-21, F 1 Response 5 days ago

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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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    "Even after all this time The sun never

    says to the earth "You owe me" Look What happens With a love like that. It lights the Whole Sky". -I wish I knew who wrote that.
    purplehorizons665 purplehorizons665 16-17, F 2 Responses 2 days 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 a week ago

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    Roses are red, Violets are blue.

    I have a gun, Get in the van.
    Stunallypp Stunallypp 16-17, M 1 Response 16 hrs 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...
    deleted deleted 26-30 6 Responses Sep 7, 2014

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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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    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 May 19

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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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    Rainbow I was desert weary,

    dry but drowning. One grain Amongst one million score of millions set to slip Through the pinched glass waist of a chimeless hour With just the pendulum's steady chant , as it swiftly swang Beyond my favour; there is no fineness in that one fixed hour, But I saw an oasis...
    phlatonmeback phlatonmeback 46-50, M 3 Responses 2 days ago

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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 a week ago

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    I found this beautiful poem,

    and it is anonymous who wrote it.... A poem about .......... When I saw her for the first time I froze Heart pounding and stomach fluttering Was she a rose, Hell I could not tell I could not eat nor sleep, nor speak coherent Was I sick? I had no idea But somehow I knew...
    Ambititer Ambititer 16-17, M 1 Response 2 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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    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 a week ago

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    Lust.. Love.. What is this?

    My heart bleeds for you. I asked for it. But I sacrifice for my true love.. Feed upon it, take me whole.. You are like fresh air.. Still I can not breath . I felt my heart beat.. For the first time.. What do I feel? Love? No I must not . Your like serenity underneath my feet. I...
    xxmeandonlymexx xxmeandonlymexx 26-30, F 2 Responses 1 day ago

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    I'm reading Ellen Kennedy

    and can't get enough. She's SO GOOD. I can't stop! I'm going to buy all her books.
    DoubleEOneL DoubleEOneL 22-25, F 2 days ago

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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 May 19

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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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    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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    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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    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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    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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    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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    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 a week 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 May 19

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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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    A true seeker will never remain empty-handed,

    his search was half hearted if he return empty-handed Be Patient , Patience will be rewarded, so the Holy Book informs us Patience unlocks all the doors of difficulties
    lonely147 lonely147 26-30, M 20 hrs ago

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    WORDS THAT SHOULD HAVE NEVER GONE UNSAID We

    don’t always get along perfectly, I’m sure we never will. No matter what’s been said or done, I will love you still. I’m sorry I don’t say that more; I’m sorry I’m not saying it out loud now. I express my deepest feelings in writing-It’s the best way I know how...
    Lostnalone22 Lostnalone22 31-35, F 2 Responses 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 4 Responses Sep 10, 2014

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    KuriosityKills KuriosityKills 31-35, F 4 Responses May 18

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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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    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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