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Blind!

A red-roofed house is shining to the skies;
A house red-roofed and brilliant in the wind:
A house of colour filled with wandering eyes;
And all the eyes are blind.
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Leon Gellert
Wormwood And Nightshade

The troubles of life are many,
The pleasures of life are few;
When we sat in the sunlight, Annie,
I dreamt that the skies were blue-
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Adam Lindsay Gordon

Adam Lindsay Gordon
How Could You

The one I trusted with all my soul
How can you?
I trusted you,I loved you
I thought i knew you
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Maite Lemekwane

Maite Lemekwane
When Love Turns To Thorn

Love is a mirror
The reflection of the mind
Love is a word
The expression of the mind
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Ola Olawale

Ola Olawale
God Neither Known Nor Loved By The World

Ye linnets, let us try, beneath this grove,
Which shall be loudest in our Maker's praise!
In quest of some forlorn retreat I rove,
For all the world is blind, and wanders from his ways.
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William Cowper

William Cowper
Before You Fall In Love

!!Before you fall in love!!

Here are those small intricacies that you miss..
Here lies those major parts that you prejudice..
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Meetali Sharma

Meetali Sharma
A Smuggler's Song

If you wake at midnight, and hear a horse's feet,
Don't go drawing back the blind, or looking in the street.
Them that ask no questions isn't told a lie.
Watch the wall, my darling, while the Gentlemen go by!
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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
Love

You slept lonely without a presence
the young shall grow
Do you think I was blind
Putting canoe in your womb
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Saviour A Willie

Saviour A Willie
Wishes For My Son, Born On Saint Cecilia's Day, 1912

Now, my son, is life for you,
And I wish you joy of it,-
Joy of power in all you do,
Deeper passion, better wit
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Thomas Macdonagh

Thomas Macdonagh
Let Someone Ask God

Why we are blessed and cursed?
Why we are rich and poor?
Why we work and beg?

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Ola Olawale

Ola Olawale
An Eastern Ballad

I speak of love that comes to mind:
The moon is faithful, although blind;
She moves in thought she cannot speak.
Perfect care has made her bleak.
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Allen Ginsberg
Dream

Destiny is blind
Pain is unkind.

How can I stand tall,
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Duwayne Frieslaar

Duwayne Frieslaar
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.
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Sara Teasdale
Michael: A Pastoral Poem

If from the public way you turn your steps
Up the tumultuous brook of Green-head Ghyll,
You will suppose that with an upright path
Your feet must struggle; in such bold ascent
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William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth
L' Envoi

There's a whisper down the field where the year has shot her yield
And the ricks stand gray to the sun,
Singing:-'Over then, come over, for the bee has quit the clover
And your English summer's done.'
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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
The Sack Of The Gods

Strangers drawn from the ends of the earth, jewelled and plumed were we;
I was Lord of the Inca race, and she was Queen of the Sea.
Under the stars beyond our stars where the new-forged meteors glow,
Hotly we stormed Valhalla, a million years ago!
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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
The Old Huntsman

I've never ceased to curse the day I signed
A seven years' bargain for the Golden Fleece.
'Twas a bad deal all round; and dear enough
It cost me, what with my daft management,
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Siegfried Sassoon

Siegfried Sassoon
Fault

They came to tell your faults to me,
They named them over one by one;
I laughed aloud when they were done,
I knew them all so well before,-
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Sara Teasdale
Future Generations

I confess this:
I have no hope.
The blind talk about an escape.
I see.
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Bertolt Brecht
Wounded

Is it not strange? A year ago to-day,
With scarce a thought beyond the hum-drum round,
I did my decent job and earned my pay;
Was averagely happy, I'll be bound.
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Robert Service

Robert Service
New York

She is hot to the sea that crouches beside,
Human and hot to the cool stars peering down,
My passionate city, my quivering town,
And her dark blood, tide upon purple tide,
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Don Marquis

Don Marquis
I Don-t Remember The Word I Wished To Say

I don-t remember the word I wished to say.
The blind swallow returns to the hall of shadow,
on shorn wings, with the translucent ones to play.
The song of night is sung without memory, though.
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Osip Emilevich Mandelstam
The Snail

To grass, or leaf, or fruit, or wall,
The snail sticks close, nor fears to fall,
As if he grew there, house and all
Together.
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William Cowper

William Cowper
The Winner

The hulk of a man with a beer in his hand looked like a drunk old fool,
And I knew that if I hit him right, I could knock him off that stool.
But everybody said, 'Watch out, that's Tiger Man McCool.
He's had a whole lot of fights, and he always come out the winner.
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Shel Silverstein

Shel Silverstein
Beyond The Complexion

Africa my dying land
Africa the field of blood
Africa the ignorant and blind
This mythical spiritual mantra
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Senty De Poet

Senty De Poet
The Sonnets Cxlviii - O Me! What Eyes Hath Love Put In My Head

O me! what eyes hath Love put in my head,
Which have no correspondence with true sight;
Or, if they have, where is my judgment fled,
That censures falsely what they see aright?
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William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare
The Ghost Speaks

A ghost is the freak of a sick man's brain?
Then why do ye start and shiver so?
That's the sob and drip of a leaky drain?
But it sounds like another noise we know!
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Don Marquis

Don Marquis
"mike Teavee..."

The most important thing we've learned,
So far as children are concerned,
Is never, NEVER, NEVER let
Them near your television set --
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Roald Dahl
A Code Of Morals

Now Jones had left his new-wed bride to keep his house in order,
And hied away to the Hurrum Hills above the Afghan border,
To sit on a rock with a heliograph; but ere he left he taught
His wife the working of the Code that sets the miles at naught.
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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
A Smuggler's Song

If you wake at midnight, and hear a horse's feet,
Don't go drawing back the blind, or looking in the street.
Them that ask no questions isn't told a lie.
Watch the wall, my darling, while the Gentlemen go by!
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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
Uncle Sammy.

Some men were born for great things,
Some were born for small;
Some--it is not recorded
Why they were born at all;
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Will Carleton
Dylan

And is it not a gesture grand
To drink oneself to death?
Oh sure 'tis I can understand,
Being of sober breath.
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Robert William Service
Lower New York'a Storm

White wing'd below the darkling clouds
The driven sea-gulls wheel;
The roused sea flings a storm against
The towers of stone and steel.
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Don Marquis

Don Marquis
To The Unknown Goddess

Will you conquer my heart with your beauty; my sould going out from afar?
Shall I fall to your hand as a victim of crafty and cautions shikar?

Have I met you and passed you already, unknowing, unthinking and blind?
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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
The Years

To-night I close my eyes and see
A strange procession passing me-
The years before I saw your face
Go by me with a wistful grace;
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Sara Teasdale
Two Blind Men

Two blind men met. Said one: “This earth
Has been a blackout from my birth.
Through darkness I have groped my way,
Forlorn, unknowing night from day.
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Robert Service

Robert Service
All Mad

“He is mad as a hare, poor fellow,
And should be in chains,” you say.
I haven't a doubt of your statement,
But who isn't mad, I pray?
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Pantoum Of The Great Depression

Our lives avoided tragedy
Simply by going on and on,
Without end and with little apparent meaning.
Oh, there were storms and small catastrophes.
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Donald Justice
Pain

Tears of blood fall from my broken heart
I never thought we would be apart

When you held me you said "forever"
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Blessings Mitembo

Blessings Mitembo
The Wind In The Hemlock

Steely stars and moon of brass,
How mockingly you watch me pass!
You know as well as I how soon
I shall be blind to stars and moon,
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Sara Teasdale
For The Birthday Of Edgar Allan Poe

(January 19, 1909)

Poet of doom, dementia, and death,
Of beauty singing in a charnel house,
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Richard Le Gallienne
Endymion: Book I

ENDYMION.

A Poetic Romance.

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John Keats

John Keats
Dust-sealed

I know not wherefore, but mine eyes
See bloom, where other eyes see blight.
They find a rainbow, a sunrise,
Where others but discern deep night.
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox
The Sonnets Cxiii - Since I Left You, Mine Eye Is In My Mind

Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind;
And that which governs me to go about
Doth part his function and is partly blind,
Seems seeing, but effectually is out;
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William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare
Corydon

A PASTORAL

SCENE: A roadside in Arcady

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Thomas Bailey Aldrich

Thomas Bailey Aldrich
The Words Of Belief

Three words will I name thee--around and about,
From the lip to the lip, full of meaning, they flee;
But they had not their birth in the being without,
And the heart, not the lip, must their oracle be!
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Friedrich Schiller
Locksley Hall Sixty Years After

Late, my grandson! half the morning have I paced these sandy tracts,
Watch'd again the hollow ridges roaring into cataracts,

Wander'd back to living boyhood while I heard the curlews call,
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Alfred Lord Tennyson

Alfred Lord Tennyson
The Sonnets Cxlix - Canst Thou, O Cruel! Say I Love Thee Not

Canst thou, O cruel! say I love thee not,
When I against myself with thee partake?
Do I not think on thee, when I forgot
Am of my self, all tyrant, for thy sake?
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William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare
Justice

That Justice is a blind goddess
Is a thing to which we black are wise:
Her bandage hides two festering sores
That once perhaps were eyes.
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Langston Hughes

Langston Hughes
The Fairies Of The Caldon Low

“And where have you been, my Mary,
And where have you been from me?”
“I've been to the top of the Caldon Low,
The midsummer night to see!”
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Mary Howitt

Mary Howitt