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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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    Dream a Little Dream

      Close your eyes my little one Close your eyes and dream You can be anyone, Anyone you dream You can go anywhere, do anything, meet anyone Just close your eyes and dream your dreams Let your imagination take control Take you on adventures never told Just close...
    Livinginpeace Livinginpeace 41-45, F 2 Responses Jun 16, 2008

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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 3 Responses Nov 16, 2014

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    You are to blame (Paruyr Sevak an Armenian

    writer) You are to blame that I'm lonely that I'm always wandering alone and sadly You are to blame that in this big world Nobody's love touches my heart You are to blame that with tears in my eyes Day and night Awake and asleep I'm praying for God to give me another love like...
    azanun azanun 18-21, F 1 Response Apr 11, 2014

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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 1 Response Nov 11, 2014

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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 5 days ago

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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...
    deleted deleted 26-30 1 Response Feb 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 5 Responses May 10, 2008

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    There was once a cooked man,

    who walked a crooked mile.He found a crooked sixpence,upon a crooked stile.He bought a crooked cat,who caught a crooked mouse,and they all lived together,in a little crooked house...But the Crooked Man was sad...and once he had a thought.Why should he be crooked,when others; they...
    PSycHotIcIan PSycHotIcIan 13-15, F 1 Response Sep 2, 2014

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    Reflected in the eye of a dragonfly in a lunar

    pool we will sail away on oceans and in a haze of chenillens and juniper spines from the great valley of humming gongs, on ships that sail away forever In unexplained light reflected from the spine of a metallic viper, I'll seal your radiant kiss, my lover Strange rooms...
    Searchwithin Searchwithin 36-40, M 1 Response Nov 12, 2014

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    "The Owl and the *****-Cat" By Edward

    Lear I The Owl and the *****-cat went to sea In a beautiful pea-green boat, They took some honey, and plenty of money, Wrapped up in a five-pound note. The Owl looked up to the stars above, And sang to a small guitar, "O lovely *****! O *****, my love, What a...
    chocomint chocomint 51-55, F Oct 14, 2014

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    W. H. Auden Stop all the clocks,

    cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and with muffled drum Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead, Put crepe bows round the white...
    Literaturegirl Literaturegirl 46-50, F 11 Responses Jun 21, 2014

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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 Nov 15, 2014

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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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    Desiderata Go placidly amid the noise

    and 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; and listen to others, even the dull and ignorant; they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive...
    Literaturegirl Literaturegirl 46-50, F 7 Responses May 13, 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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    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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    The Jumblies By Edward Lear

    For some reason Inkubus's Blue people story and Puff's Snuggy story has made me all nostalgic.  This is a poem my kids use to get me to read and read again and again....   They went to sea in a Sieve, they did, In a Sieve they went to sea: In spite of all their...
    wildernessgirl wildernessgirl 36-40 4 Responses Nov 22, 2009

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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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    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

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    "RETRIBUTION" by Henry Wadsworth

    Longfellow Though the mills of God grind slowly; Yet they grind exceeding small; Though with patience he stands waiting, With exactness grinds he all.
    chocomint chocomint 51-55, F Oct 9, 2014

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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 56-60, M 1 Response Jan 28

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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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    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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    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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    "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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    The wild bee reels from bough to bough With his

    furry coat and his gauzy wing. Now in a lily-cup, and now Setting a jacinth bell a-swing, In his wandering; Sit closer love: it was here I trow I made that vow, Swore that two lives should be like one As long as the sea-gull loved...
    AdamV13 AdamV13 70+, M Oct 13, 2014

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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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    I read this once before

    and it never left me. Sometimes things, whether it's a poem, a lyric, a painting, a piece of music, just speak to you like that. This is one of those things. Will you be my friend? There are so many reasons why you never should: I'm sometimes sullen, often shy, acutely...
    AdamV13 AdamV13 70+, M Nov 6, 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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    "Dear Ancestor" by Walter Butler Palmer Your

    tombstone stands among the rest; Neglected and alone. The name and date are chiseled out On polished, marbled stone. It reaches out to all who care It is too late to mourn. You did not know that I exist You died and I was born. Yet each of us are cells of you In flesh, in...
    chocomint chocomint 51-55, F Oct 1, 2014

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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...
    rosieapparition rosieapparition 51-55, F 1 Response Apr 1

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    LONDON By William Blake I wander thro' each

    charter'd street, Near where the charter'd Thames does flow. And mark in every face I meet Marks of weakness, marks of woe. In every cry of every Man, In every Infants cry of fear, In every voice: in every ban, The mind-forg'd manacles I hear How the Chimney-sweepers cry...
    chocomint chocomint 51-55, F Apr 10

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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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    Petals Of Twilight .

    ..And it is told that he made his way through their streets at night, crawling through their many windows and crouching in their gardens, moving through the sewers beneath their cobbled roads and slipping over their railings. Watched by their cats and the roosting pigeons of...
    Searchwithin Searchwithin 36-40, M 1 Response Nov 9, 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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    IloveAllah90 IloveAllah90 22-25, F 4 Responses Jun 21, 2014

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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 1 day ago

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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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    This One Is Great Fun to Read Aloud

    This is by Neil Gaiman.   The Faery Reel If I was young, as once I was, and death and dreams more distant, I would tear my soul in two, and leave half in the world of men So half of me would stay at home, and long for faery invain While all the while my soul would roam...
    ellidahl ellidahl 26-30, F 3 Responses Jul 15, 2008

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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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    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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    "Dirty Jim" By Jane Taylor THERE was one

    little Jim, 'Tis reported of him, And must be to his lasting disgrace, That he never was seen With hands at all clean, Nor yet ever clean was his face. . . . His friends were much hurt To see so much dirt, And often they made him quite clean; But all was in vain, He...
    chocomint chocomint 51-55, F Aug 25, 2014

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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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    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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