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What Poems Mean to Me?.....13:14 Dec 31 2005
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To me poems are the music of our heart and soul coming and embrace us fully. And for someone to listen to or give you praise. It makes you feel all nice a warm inside you know.
A poem is like the sound of a baby's first heart beat the is waling into this world. You feel the love the quiet serenity in all of it.
Poems, Poetry is all music of the soul. It fulls and keep you warm.
♠ Mystique
Death01:42 Dec 21 2005
Times Read: 691
Death!
that struck when I was most confiding
In my certain faith of joy to be -
Strike again,
Time's withered branch dividing
From the fresh root of Eternity!
Leaves,
upon Time's branch,
were growing brightly,
Full of sap, and full of silver dew;
Birds beneath its shelter gathered nightly;
Daily round its flowers the wild bees flew.
Sorrow passed, and plucked the golden blossom;
Guilt stripped off the foliage in its pride;
But, within its parent's kindly bosom,
Flowed for ever Life's restoring tide
Little mourned I for the parted gladness,
For the vacant nest and silent song -
Hope was there,
and laughed me out of sadness;
Whispering, 'winter will not linger long!'
~~a selected poem from Emily Bronte`~~
~No Name~01:41 Dec 21 2005
Times Read: 692
Time is slow when it comes to finding someone to love.
You have search high and low.
But nothing is there
No one to open their arms wide to you
To hold you
Caress you
People pass by with love in their eyes for someone else
But unlike you
You have no one to love
You feel lost and a shame to walk alone
You feel left out of a beautiful thing
But......
Most of all you are
Alone
Mystique
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