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    Bohat Dil Ko Kushada Kar Lia Kia?

    Zamaney Bhar Se Waada Kar Lia Kia? Tu Kia Sach Much Judayi Mujhse Kar Li? Tu Khud Apney Ko Aadha Kar Lia Kia..? Hunar Mandi Se Apney Dil Ka Safha... Meri Jaan, Tum Ne Saada Kar Lia Kia? Bohat Nazdeek Aatey Ja Rahey Ho.. Bicharney Ka Irada Kar Lia Kia..?? kushada=widend...
    poisonlady poisonlady 31-35, F 3 Responses 6 days ago

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

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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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    "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 5 Responses Mar 3

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    He who wishes for the Cloths of Heaven William

    Butler Yeats, 1865 - 1939 Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half light, I would spread the cloths under your feet: But I, being poor, have only my dreams...
    yeronlyman yeronlyman 41-45, M 1 Response 1 day ago

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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...
    deleted deleted 26-30 9 Responses Jul 29, 2012

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    I awoke, from but a ravaged dream Entwined in

    vex, and so beguiled The living world, at slumbers seam I sat, with pattering heart so riled. And as I looked, apart my room With books, and portraits with air less dear I knew, t’was not merely the blacked gloom It was to say, I'd met my fears For as I searched, I could...
    thewickedjoke thewickedjoke 31-35, M 5 days ago

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    Follow Your Dreams~~

    Today is a treasure To cherish each day Follow your dreams Letting hope shine See the soft beauty That is inside you When you feel fear Love will see you through To yourself be honest and true And know you're beautiful too...
    Raindrop0000 Raindrop0000 51-55, F 5 Responses May 8, 2012

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    At any one time I am dreamingLooking

    and waiting for youThe pain I feel is not physicalIt’s a yearning to indulge but to be freeTo get deep down to the hearts coreTo know that this is what it isTo feel... timeless... flat circles that are really spheresThe moment...Like the cliff I stood on, toes curled on...
    yeronlyman yeronlyman 41-45, M 4 Responses a week ago

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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 17 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 11 Responses Apr 18, 2011

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    He wants to say I love you But keeps it to

    goodnight Because love will mean Some falling and she's afraid of heights.
    Faiithh Faiithh 16-17, F 1 Response a week ago

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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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    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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    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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    “To burn with desire

    and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves.” -Federico Garcia Lorca
    Zenais13 Zenais13 18-21, F 3 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 its roar; I love not man the less, but Nature more. From these our interviews, in which I steal, From all I may be, or...
    agbells13 agbells13 31-35, F 2 days ago

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    Healing Healing was

    when I first saw you Stepping out of the crowd at the airport Looking for DarkBrownEyes Healing was when we hugged Like you have just come home from a long trip No awkward moment involved Healing was when I held your hand And when you posed a loving kiss on mine In my...
    Merinder Merinder 41-45, M 8 mins ago

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    Walk the wide road to oblivion,

    a living oblivion, See the years pass you by amid mental stagnation, Walk the narrow road to Nirvana and heaven Elysium, Living, See fulfillment in the eyes of those unforgiving.
    DearbhalC95 DearbhalC95 18-21, F 1 Response 3 days ago

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    Something out there Beyond the confines of

    creation It bleeds for you Sitting in circles Speaking in Silent Tongues Burning all of creation What is this? Nothing more Nothing less Just another body to the pile
    Darktooth41 Darktooth41 18-21, M 2 Responses 5 days ago

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    A Photograph That photograph I sent you,

    The one in the long sleeved t-shirt With hair all curly and tired face That is how I'd look making my way across your bed Towards you Desiring you Devilment on my face
    yeronlyman yeronlyman 41-45, M 1 Response 1 hr ago

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      The truth comes settling slow Every

    solution has to be known When I thought you needed more You actually needed less, Of me and more of yourself. By freeing you I flew and freed myself...
    yeronlyman yeronlyman 41-45, M 3 Responses 1 day ago

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    To me, e e cummings was writing about the power

    of my Goddess Aphrodite in this poem! i thank You God for most this amazing day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything which is natural which is infinite which is yes (i who have died am alive again today, and this is the sun...
    aphroditespriestess aphroditespriestess 18-21, F 3 Responses 5 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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    'Tis the human touch in this world

    that counts, The touch of your hand and mine, Which means far more to the fainting heart Than shelter and bread and wine; For shelter is gone when the night is o'er, And bread lasts only a day, But the touch of the hand and the sound of the voice Sing on in the soul alway...
    tonamie tonamie 36-40, F 1 day ago

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    At Parting I cannot quite cast out my lack

    and pain. Let them remain! What they may devour, I well can spare. They can never tap this, the true vein. I have no words to tell you what you were, But when you are sad, Think this. Heaven could have given me no more. - Anne Ridler
    littlecreekgirl littlecreekgirl 41-45, F 3 hrs ago

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    Under water time moves like honey in this blue

    fallen place. my eyes follow the slow sway of drenched gardens dancing to the muted rhythm of the moon and sun. The bright fingers of life above reach into the swallow of enchantment, but cannot exist down here. Breath escapes and is never returned, like a lover's kiss...
    PaintedPoemCpl PaintedPoemCpl 36-40 1 Response 1 day ago

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    Under Ben Bulben by William Butler Yeats

    (extract)....Under bare Ben Bulben's headIn Drumcliff churchyard Yeats is laid.An ancestor was rector thereLong years ago, a church stands near,By the road an ancient cross.No marble, no conventional phrase;On limestone quarried near the spotBy his command these words are cut...
    yeronlyman yeronlyman 41-45, M 6 days 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
    deleted deleted 26-30 9 Responses Aug 6, 2012

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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 3 Responses a week ago

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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 61 Responses Jan 15, 2011

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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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    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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    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 10 Responses Sep 4, 2013

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    Roses are red, violets are blue,

    sandwiches are tasty, rhyming is hard
    ThePinkP0werRanger ThePinkP0werRanger 26-30, F 6 Responses Jul 28

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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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    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...
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    I Promise

    I promise that during my days you will be my onlyI know you will be there for me when I feel lonelyI know I can count on you whenever I am downI know you will save me before I drownI promise to be strong when I feel like breakingI'll try to hold on but I may continue shakingI...
    garvan garvan 46-50, M 5 Responses Jul 19, 2011

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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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    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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    This was in a reader at school

    and so kind of force-fed to me but I still love its wistfulness and imagery. For me it is kind of a companion piece to the Beatles' "Eleanor Rigby" though it doesn't feel as bleak to me as that song. anyone lived in a pretty how town by e e cummings (1894 - 1962) anyone lived...
    magicriver magicriver 36-40 5 days ago

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    I remember analyzing this poem in a college

    English course. The professor wanted us to dissect this to death. Traumatizing really... As i find an appreciation for poetry I didn't have before, I realize this poem isn't so bad. =) To His Coy Mistress By Andrew Marvell Had we but world enough, and time, This coyness, Lady...
    NeelraDorianGray NeelraDorianGray 31-35, F 1 Response 18 hrs 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

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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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    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...
    FuSoYa FuSoYa 18-21, F 4 Responses Jul 10

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    Moment with Eve Why would you want it any

    other way? The memory. Everything, everywhere. It's how I remember it, But maybe not exactly as it was A form of reality in a fog. Eve, just there within arms reach Everything, everywhere. And she never even knew The piece she broke in two Indelible, memory, experience, But...
    yeronlyman yeronlyman 41-45, M 1 Response 2 days ago

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    Song of Myself by Walt Whitman "I celebrate

    myself, and sing myself... http://www.daypoems.net/plainpoems/1900.html I stop somewhere waiting for you."
    aphroditespriestess aphroditespriestess 18-21, F 1 Response 1 day ago

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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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    J.R.R. Tolkien - "All That is Gold Does Not

    Glitter" All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring; Renewed shall be blade that was...
    TheDreamyWoman TheDreamyWoman 36-40, F 1 Response Jul 4

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    If you can keep your head

    when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too: If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, Or being hated don’t give way to...
    JetBoyJetGirl JetBoyJetGirl 18-21, F 2 Responses 6 days ago

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    My mind won't stop, constant thoughts,

    words to say, nonsense to let free. My heart feels heavy, full of sorrow nothing can save me now. Except you, take away my misery and bring me peace. One more time, just one more time let me forget.
    Bluetoxicity Bluetoxicity 18-21, F 3 days ago

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    I wish you could see the real pain

    that is filling inside of me, The battle I've been fighting every night where you're not by my side, The wounds that lay upon my skin, The lines of pain along my arms, and the tears I shed in secrecy. To hide this misery is a challenge; though I try, no one, not even you should...
    Bluetoxicity Bluetoxicity 18-21, F a week ago

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    Lejos están los días Desde qué pensé que

    me querías Dulce corazón vibrabas Lleno de pasión y amor Mis pensamientos vagaban Pensando que cada día me amarías Me mente habías robado Mi corazón había entregado Toda mi vida esperaba Te esperaba en mi corazón Cada día te imaginaba Con ilusión y alegría Jugaban...
    Solaris79 Solaris79 41-45, M 14 hrs ago

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