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    Don't go gentle into

    that good night -Sir Dylan Thomas. Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go...
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    “If no one ever marries me” BY LAURENCE

    ALMA-TADEMA (1864–1940) If no one ever marries me,— And I don't see why they should, For nurse says I'm not pretty, And I'm seldom very good— If no one ever marries me I shan't mind very much; I shall buy a squirrel in a cage, And a little rabbit-hutch: I shall have a...
    chocomint chocomint 51-55, F 1 Response Jun 28

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    THE MAN FROM IRONBARK by A.

    B. "Banjo" PatersonIt was the man from Ironbark who struck the Sydney town,He wandered over street and park, he wandered up and down.He loitered here, he loitered there, till he was like to drop,Until at last in sheer despair he sought a barber's shop."'Ere! shave my beard and...
    Amago Amago 13-15, M 1 Response Nov 15, 2014

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    "The Flower of Yesterday" by WILLIAM MUIR

    (Poems on Various Subjects) Swift flies our time on pinions fleet, Like vapours on the breeze; The transient bliss we now call sweet, The passing moments seize. The gilded joy, the present hour, Soon wing themselves away; Departing like the fading flower That pleas'd us...
    chocomint chocomint 51-55, F Jun 28

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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...
    Brunette4U Brunette4U 31-35, F Mar 7

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    from Several Questions Answered BY WILLIAM

    BLAKE What is it men in women do require? The lineaments of Gratified Desire. What is it women do in men require? The lineaments of Gratified Desire.
    chocomint chocomint 51-55, F Apr 10

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    Invictus BY WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY Out of the

    night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed...
    Hellomyoldheart Hellomyoldheart 36-40, F 2 Responses Jul 22

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    Invictus BY WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY Out of the

    night that covers me,       Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be       For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance       I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance       My...
    Contentio Contentio 18-21, M 2 Responses Nov 16, 2014

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    http://m.youtube.com/watch?

    v=fZoMzWraS_c This woman's got emotion.
    jac426 jac426 18-21, F Dec 17, 2014

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    To The Unsung Heroes

    To you whom history would never honour To you whom the statistics never mention To you whom no song would ever be sung To you whom the books have all shun To you who work and toil under the radar To you who have loved and cared To you who have been many girls dream To you who...
    chocomint chocomint 51-55, F Jun 15, 2013

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    The time you won your town the race We chaired

    you through the market place. Man and boy stood cheering by And home we brought you shoulder high. Today, the road all runners come Shoulder high we bring you home And set you at your threshold down. Townsman of a stiller town. Smart lad, to slip be times away From fields...
    showstar showstar 66-70, M 1 Response Jul 11

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    How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43) Elizabeth

    Barrett Browning, 1806 - 1861 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...
    AngeleyesUponU AngeleyesUponU 41-45, F 1 Response Jun 7

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    "The Road Not Taken" Robert Frost (March 26,

    1874 – January 29, 1963) 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, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better...
    chocomint chocomint 51-55, F 3 Responses Aug 21, 2014

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    When My Daughter Died

    When my 47 year old daughter died two years ago, a friend sent me this poem, it was a great comfort to me and I thought I would share it. If tomorrow starts without me, And I'm not there to see, If the sun should rise and find your eyes All filled with tears for me; I wish...
    mahler mahler 66-70, F 83 Responses May 10, 2008

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    A BETTER TOMORROW Yvonne Warren

    **************************************************** **************************************************** I never knew there would be a better tomorrow But you've come into my life and taken away all my sorrow My days of sadness are a thing of the past Because I have found...
    oldnotbald oldnotbald 61-65, M Jan 28

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    Well I choose the room

    that I live in with care The windows are small and the walls are bare There is only one bed there is only one prayer Still I wait every night for your step on the stair . L.cohen
    bigsteve1966 bigsteve1966 46-50, M 2 Responses Feb 6

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    IloveAllah90 IloveAllah90 22-25, F 4 Responses Jun 21, 2014

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    Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

    Write, for example,'The night is shattered and the blue stars shiver in the distance.' The night wind revolves in the sky and sings. Tonight I can write the saddest lines. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too. Through nights like this one I held her in my arms I...
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    A smile is nothing but a cover up A dead

    realization that everythings ok When it isn't Falling,falling, tumbling down All around me My life has and always will be A cover up
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    Comes the Dawn

    Comes the Dawn After awhile 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 mean security. And you begin to understand that kisses aren't contracts And presents aren't promises...
    deleted deleted 26-30 1 Response Oct 4, 2009

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    The Adieu. 1. Adieu,

    thou Hill! where early joy Spread roses o'er my brow; Where Science seeks each loitering boy With knowledge to endow. Adieu, my youthful friends or foes, Partners of former bliss or woes; No more through Ida's paths we stray; Soon must I share the gloomy cell, Whose ever...
    SocialFuckingParasite SocialFuckingParasite 18-21, M Dec 30, 2014

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    This Is Dedicated To You...

    ...to anyone who reads it today. It is an Indian poem.   This day is a special day, It is yours. Yesterday slipped away It cannot be filled with more meaning. About tomorrow nothing is known. but this day, today is yours, Make use of it. Today you can make someone...
    deleted deleted 26-30 11 Responses Oct 25, 2009

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    Good-night? ah! no; the hour is ill Which

    severs those it should unite; Let us remain together still, Then it will be good night. How can I call the lone night good, Though thy sweet wishes wing its flight? Be it not said, thought, understood -- Then it will be -- good night. To hearts which near each other move From...
    CharlieBarrett CharlieBarrett 16-17, F 2 Responses Jun 27, 2014

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    The Night Has a Thousand Eyes

    The night has a thousand eyes, And the day but one; Yet the light of the bright world dies With the dying sun   The mind has a thousand eyes, And the heart but one ; Yet the light of a whole life dies When love is done.   ~ Francis William Bourdillon  
    Orangetas Orangetas 51-55, F 4 Responses Jul 23, 2008

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    "I Carry Your Heart With Me."

    I love ee cummings and his words and weird punctuation touch me to the core. I think my favorite poem by this magnificent man is "I Carry Your Heart With Me."i carry your heart with me i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)i am never without it(anywhere...
    fungirlmmm fungirlmmm 41-45, F 6 Responses Jul 1, 2008

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    "Eye halve a spelling chequer" I have a

    spelling checker. It came with my pea sea. It plane lee marks four my revue Miss steaks aye can knot sea. Eye ran this poem threw it, Your sure reel glad two no. Its vary polished in it's weigh. My checker tolled me sew. A checker is a bless sing, It freeze yew lodes of thyme...
    chocomint chocomint 51-55, F Nov 11, 2014

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    Tell all the truth but tell it slant

    —Success in Circuit liesToo bright for our infirm DelightThe Truth's superb surpriseAs Lightning to the Children easedWith explanation kindThe Truth must dazzle graduallyOr every man be blind —by Emily Dickinson
    southerncaviar southerncaviar 51-55, F 1 Response Jun 17

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    song but more like a poem set to music: Oh That

    I Had - Mt Eden ft. Ruby Frost https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lg5F5DN-2hg probably my fav of all time and means a great deal to me with what I have been thru.
    theonlyonelikeme theonlyonelikeme 36-40, M Apr 25

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    Maya Angelou 1928 - 2014 "Still I Rise" You

    may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I’ll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? ‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and...
    Bradley8061 Bradley8061 22-25, M Apr 17

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    I SALUTED a nobody. I saw him in a

    looking-glass. He smiled -- so did I. He crumpled the skin on his forehead, frowning -- so did I. Everything I did he did. I said, "Hello, I know you." I was a liar to say so. Ah, this looking-glass man! Liar, fool, dreamer, play-actor, Solider, dusty drinker of dust-- Ah! he...
    SylenaEverlasting SylenaEverlasting 16-17, F Jun 19, 2014

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    If it be your will That I speak no more And

    my voice be still As it was before I will speak no more I shall abide until I am spoken for If it be your will If it be your will That a voice be true From this broken hill I will sing to you From this broken hill All your praises they shall ring If it be your will...
    bigsteve1966 bigsteve1966 46-50, M 3 Responses Mar 28

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    "Test Winds" - a Poem About Life's Tests

    Lately, I've been feeling depressed because life hasn't given me what I've hoped to receive. I've been depressed because I did what I could to prevent where I am now but it didn't seem to work out as I'd planned. I blogged about what I felt and a friend wrote this for me and...
    Dimples87 Dimples87 22-25, F 4 Responses May 10, 2008

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    One of Many Favorites

    When I am dying, let me know That I loved the blowing snow Although it stung like whips; That I loved all lovely things And I tried to take their stings With gay unembittered lips; That I loved with all my strength, To my soul's full depth and length, Careless if my heart...
    deleted deleted 26-30 1 Response Jul 1, 2008

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    THE TIGER by William Blake

    (1757–1827) TIGER, tiger, burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies 5 Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the...
    chocomint chocomint 51-55, F 1 Response Mar 25

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    Wake up child From your sleep It's gonna be

    ok So don't you weep You think that you're a mess That you're not good enough But I tell you you're wrong I think you're too tough You've got a great smile And a good head on your shoulders Just wait a while  And the hurt will all be over I know it's not easy I know life seems...
    SylenaEverlasting SylenaEverlasting 16-17, F May 17

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    “Why English is so Hard” Poem" We’ll

    begin with a box, and the plural is boxes, But the plural of ox becomes oxen, not oxes. One fowl is a goose, but two are called geese, Yet the plural of moose should never be meese. You may find a lone mouse or a nest full of mice, Yet the plural of house is houses, not hice...
    chocomint chocomint 51-55, F 1 Response Nov 11, 2014

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    "You Say You Love" by John Keats (31 October

    1795 – 23 February 1821) I You say you love ; but with a voice Chaster than a nun's, who singeth The soft Vespers to herself While the chime-bell ringeth- O love me truly! II You say you love; but with a smile Cold as sunrise in September, As you were Saint Cupid 's nun...
    chocomint chocomint 51-55, F 2 Responses Aug 21, 2014

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    [i carry your heart with me(i carry it in] BY

    E. E. CUMMINGS 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 done by only me is your doing,my darling) i fear no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want...
    JoeMarvel JoeMarvel 22-25, M May 29

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    HOW DO I LOVE THEE? (Sonnet 43) by Elizabeth

    Barrett Browning 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...
    chocomint chocomint 51-55, F 1 Response Apr 10

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    IF you were coming in the fall,

    I ’d brush the summer by With half a smile and half a spurn, As housewives do a fly.    If I could see you in a year,          I ’d wind the months in balls, And put them each in separate drawers, Until their time befalls.    If only centuries delayed, I...
    SylenaEverlasting SylenaEverlasting 16-17, F Apr 13

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    Alas my love, you say goodbye.

    Wipe the poison from my brow. Alas my love, this guilty night Gives me up like a foster child. And in this moment I take my vow, These angels sleeping at my feet, And in this moment, you do not know how, How my spirit wants to flee. You see it was one man against the night...
    TheOpeningViolinist TheOpeningViolinist 22-25, F Jul 20

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    With Every Good-bye...

    With every Good-bye 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 does not mean security And you begin to learn that kisses aren.t contracts, And presents aren.t promises...
    mikka66 mikka66 46-50, M 5 Responses Sep 23, 2009

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    She Was A Phantom Of Delightby William

    WordsworthShe was a Phantom of delightWhen first she gleamed upon my sight;A lovely Apparition, sentTo be a moment's ornament;Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair;Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair;But all things else about her drawnFrom May-time and the cheerful Dawn;A dancing...
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    One fine day in the middle of the night,

    Two nice men got up to fight, Back to back they faced each other, Drew their swords and shot each other. Contradiction. :)
    hellerpeople hellerpeople 18-21, F 1 Response Sep 9, 2014

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    The Hollow Men - by T.

    S. Eliot. (One of my fav. poems, its divided into five sections but i love the first and the last section the most..) (I) We are the hollow men We are the stuffed men Leaning together Headpiece filled with straw. Alas! Our dried voices, when We whisper...
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    SONNET 18 by William Shakespeare Shall I

    compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date: Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimm'd; And every fair from fair...
    chocomint chocomint 51-55, F 1 Response Apr 9