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    Thumbs up somes great poems by great writers...!!!!!

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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 senses, leave me deaf and blind,
    Swept by the tempest of your love,
    A taper in a rushing wind.

    Sarah Teasdale

    A Cry

    Oh, there are eyes that he can see,
    And hands to make his hands rejoice,
    But to my lover I must be
    Only a voice.

    Oh, there are breasts to bear his head,
    And lips whereon his lips can lie,
    But I must be till I am dead
    Only a cry.

    Sarah Teasdale


    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.

    Beyond this place of wrath and tears
    Looms but the Horror of the shade,
    And yet the menace of the years
    Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.

    It matters not how strait the gate,
    How charged with punishments the scroll,
    I am the master of my fate:
    I am the captain of my soul.

    William Ernest Henley

    "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening" by Robert Frost

    Whose woods these are I think I know.
    His house is in the village though;
    He will not see me stopping here
    To watch his woods fill up with snow.

    My little horse must think it queer
    To stop without a farmhouse near
    Between the woods and frozen lake
    The darkest evening of the year.

    He gives his harness bells a shake
    To ask if there is some mistake.
    The only other sound's the sweep
    Of easy wind and downy flake.

    The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
    But I have promises to keep,
    And miles to go before I sleep,
    And miles to go before I sleep.

  2. #2
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    Dec 2008


    thanks for sharing

  3. #3
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    Dec 2008
    London, UK


    thanks alot for sharing!

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    Sep 2008
    Wherever you want me to be!


    The last one by Robert Frost is my fav, TFS!



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