FALLEN POEMS

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Hope

Hope

Looking below the window
Hot tears roll down my cheeks
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Mohammad Younus

Mohammad Younus
Studio Composition

Cup of Words

Crystal sphere sitting
Before child like statue
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Joseph Mayo Wristen
Fits And Befits

Ten rolling fingers
Few bold and straight
Rest not assured
With faith and fate.
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Debjani Chatterjee

Debjani Chatterjee
When Jah Rule Said'...love Is Pain...'did Someone Come And Kill His Mother?

When Jah Rule said'...love is pain...'
did someone come and kill his mother,
to let him know love is not pain
maybe he wanted to force love in a way or the other,
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Francis Ngwenya

Francis Ngwenya
A Soldier Never Dies!!

I stood and saw when a mother cried,
Because her son had died.
He wasn't sick,
Nor had he been tricked.
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Aishwarya Iyer

Aishwarya Iyer
Sonnet Xxv

Before I loved you, love, nothing was my own:
I wavered through the streets, among
Objects:
Nothing mattered or had a name:
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Pablo Neruda

Pablo Neruda
Farewell Lines

"Hign bliss is only for a higher state,"
But, surely, if severe afflictions borne
With patience merit the reward of peace,
Peace ye deserve; and may the solid good,
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William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth
Sleep Forever

Sleep forever

Sleep forever

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Martina Rimbaldo

Martina Rimbaldo
Gray Room

Although you sit in a room that is gray,
Except for the silver
Of the straw-paper,
And pick
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Wallace Stevens
Advent Of Spring

The city has fallen: only the hills and rivers remain.
In Spring the streets were green with grass and trees.
Sorrowing over the times, the flowers are weeping.
The birds startled my heart in fear of departing.
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Du Fu
The Other

The forest ended. Glad I was
To feel the light, and hear the hum
Of bees, and smell the drying grass
And the sweet mint, because I had come
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Edward Thomas
When Jah Rule Said'...love Is Pain...'

When Jah Rule said'...love is pain...'
i wanted to come and kill your mother,
to let you know love is pain
i wanted to force love in a way or the other,
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Francis Ngwenya

Francis Ngwenya
The Mountain

The mountain held the town as in a shadow
I saw so much before I slept there once:
I noticed that I missed stars in the west,
Where its black body cut into the sky.
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Robert Frost

Robert Frost
Do Not Shed A Tear

DO NOT SHED A TEAR

I shall fight alone, all alone--
The battle against my Satan,
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Mohammad Younus

Mohammad Younus
Flambeau

There, where the pool of mortal light begins
to gather, where the rivulet breaks free
to make a fire, a flame blows in the wind.

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Jared Carter
Medusa

As drear and barren as the glooms of Death,
It lies, a windless land of livid dawns,
Nude to a desolate firmament, with hills
That seem the gibbous bones of the mummied Earth,
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Clark Ashton Smith
The Summary History Of Sir William Wallace

Sir William Wallace of Ellerslie,
I'm told he went to the High School in Dundee,
For to learn to read and write,
And after that he learned to fight,
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William Topaz Mcgonagall
Four Walking Men

They doubt the light in their eyes
and well the fire in their hearts
that fire holds em from falling
and gives em hope to keep fighting
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Malagala Umar

Malagala Umar
The Roll Of The Kettledrum; Or, The Lay Of The Last Charger

“You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet,
Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone?
Of two such lessons, why forget
The nobler and the manlier one?”-Byron.
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Adam Lindsay Gordon

Adam Lindsay Gordon
In Midnight Sleep

IN midnight sleep, of many a face of anguish,
Of the look at first of the mortally wounded--of that indescribable
look;
Of the dead on their backs, with arms extended wide,
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Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman
Poems For Piraye (9 To 10 O-clock Poems)

Remembering you is good
in prison
amid the news
of victory and death
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Nazim Hikmet
Granny

Through every nook and every cranny
The wind blew in on poor old Granny
Around her knees, into each ear
(And up nose as well, I fear)
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Spike Milligan
Lepanto

White founts falling in the courts of the sun,
And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run;
There is laughter like the fountains in that face of all men feared,
It stirs the forest darkness, the darkness of his beard,
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G. K. Chesterton

G. K. Chesterton
The Rhodora

On Being Asked, Whence Is The Flower?

In May, when sea-winds pierced our solitudes,
I found the fresh Rhodora in the woods,
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Ralph Waldo Emerson

Ralph Waldo Emerson
Fallen

Everything has fallen apart,
Life seems to move backward,
Living the heart at cold,
The mind couldn't find any room for peace.
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Thejasenuo Peseyie

Thejasenuo Peseyie
Peach Blossom At Dalin Temple

Person between fourth month fragrant fragrant end
Mountain temple peach blossom begin bloom out
Great regret spring go not find trace
Not know change over this here come
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Bai Juyi
From

Sweet solitude, what joy to be alone--
In wild, wood-shady dell to stay for hours.
Twould soften hearts if they were hard as stone
To see glad butterflies and smiling flowers.
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John Clare

John Clare
Dead Before Death

Ah! changed and cold, how changed and very cold!
With stiffened smiling lips and cold calm eyes:
Changed, yet the same; much knowing, little wise;
This was the promise of the days of old!
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Christina Rossetti

Christina Rossetti
King Arthur's Tomb

Hot August noon: already on that day
Since sunrise through the Wiltshire downs, most sad
Of mouth and eye, he had gone leagues of way;
Ay and by night, till whether good or bad
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William Morris

William Morris
A Good Man

I

A good man never dies--
In worthy deed and prayer
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James Whitcomb Riley
The Songs Of Selma

ARGUMENTAddress to the evening star:

An apostrophe to Fingal and his times. Minonasings before the king the song of the unfortunate Colma; and the bards exhibit other specimens of their poetical talents; according to an annual custom established by the monarchs of the ancient Caledonians.

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James Macpherson
The Man Against The Sky

Between me and the sunset, like a dome
Against the glory of a world on fire,
Now burned a sudden hill,
Bleak, round, and high, by flame-lit height made higher,
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Edwin Arlington Robinson

Edwin Arlington Robinson
The Last Walk In Autumn

I.
O'er the bare woods, whose outstretched hands
Plead with the leaden heavens in vain,
I see, beyond the valley lands,
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John Greenleaf Whittier

John Greenleaf Whittier
The Iliad: Book 03

When the companies were thus arrayed, each under its own captain,
the Trojans advanced as a flight of wild fowl or cranes that scream
overhead when rain and winter drive them over the flowing waters of
Oceanus to bring death and destruction on the Pygmies, and they
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Homer
A Dream Of Whitman Paraphrased, Recognized And Made More Vivid By Renoir

Twenty-eight naked young women bathed by the shore
Or near the bank of a woodland lake
Twenty-eight girls and all of them comely
Worthy of Mack Sennett's camera and Florenz Ziegfield's
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Delmore Schwartz

Delmore Schwartz
Clouds

The clouds as I see them, rising
urgently, roseate in the
mounting of somber power

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Denise Levertov
Agatha

SHE wanders in the April woods,
That glisten with the fallen shower;
She leans her face against the buds,
She stops, she stoops, she plucks a flower.
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Alfred Austin
The Swimmer

With short, sharp, violent lights made vivid,
To southward far as the sight can roam,
Only the swirl of the surges livid,
The seas that climb and the surfs that comb.
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Adam Lindsay Gordon

Adam Lindsay Gordon
Doctor Of Billiards

Of all among the fallen from on high,
We count you last and leave you to regain
Your born dominion of a life made vain
By three spheres of insidious ivory.
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Edwin Arlington Robinson

Edwin Arlington Robinson
Ode To Silence

Aye, but she?
Your other sister and my other soul
Grave Silence, lovelier
Than the three loveliest maidens, what of her?
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Edna St. Vincent Millay

Edna St. Vincent Millay
The Two Kings

King Eochaid came at sundown to a wood
Westward of Tara. Hurrying to his queen
He had outridden his war-wasted men
That with empounded cattle trod the mire,
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William Butler Yeats

William Butler Yeats
The Widow On Windermere Side

I

How beautiful when up a lofty height
Honour ascends among the humblest poor,
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William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth
My Land

MY LAND

The chilly wind is blowing;
The blossoms have fallen down;
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Mohammad Younus

Mohammad Younus
Aileen

A splendid sun betwixt the trees
Long spikes of flame did shoot,
When turning to the fragrant South,
With longing eyes and burning mouth,
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Henry Kendall
A Lady

You are beautiful and faded
Like an old opera tune
Played upon a harpsichord;
Or like the sun-flooded silks
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Amy Lowell

Amy Lowell
Rain

Millions of massive rain-drops
Have fallen all around;
They have danced on the house-tops,
They have hidden in the ground.
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Anonymous Americas
Birches

When I see birches bend to left and right
Across the lines of straighter darker trees,
I like to think some boy's been swinging them.
But swinging doesn't bend them down to stay.
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Robert Frost

Robert Frost
Memorials Of A Tour In Italy, 1837 - Vii. -- At Rome

They who have seen the noble Roman's scorn
Break forth at thought of laying down his head,
When the blank day is over, garroted
In his ancestral palace, where, from morn
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William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth
The Odyssey: Book 2

Now when the child of morning, rosy-fingered Dawn, appeared,
Telemachus rose and dressed himself. He bound his sandals on to his
comely feet, girded his sword about his shoulder, and left his room
looking like an immortal god. He at once sent the criers round to call
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Homer
The Odyssey: Book 17

When the child of morning, rosy-fingered Dawn, appeared,
Telemachus bound on his sandals and took a strong spear that suited
his hands, for he wanted to go into the city. “Old friend,” said he to
the swineherd, “I will now go to the town and show myself to my
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Homer