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A Diamond On The Hand

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A Diamond on the Hand
To Custom Common grown
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
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
The Searching Soul.

Slowly slowly my heart is drifting away
I don’t seem to understand anything anymore
Since you left to unknown
Your voice is all I want to hear
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Ola Olawale

Ola Olawale
One Day ( Like August 5)

One Day
Though it may be years unknown
We shall over come
And our land will be free
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Ola Olawale

Ola Olawale
Broken Love

I had my full strong heart
But now it was changed from hard
Heart to dazed and broken heart
I don't know how to express these harsh
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Abubakar Mohammed Musa

Abubakar Mohammed Musa
Alone

Strange thoughts come to the man alone;
'Tis then, if ever, he talks with God,
And views himself as a single clod
In the soil of life where the souls are grown.
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Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest
This Is A Blossom Of The Brain

945

This is a Blossom of the Brain—
A small—italic Seed
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
What Is Wrong With Men

When things are not jumping
He hopped here and there
In search for green parcel

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Ola Olawale

Ola Olawale
Mon Reve Familier [english]

Oft do I dream this strange and penetrating dream:
An unknown woman, whom I love, who loves me well,
Who does not every time quite change, nor yet quite dwell
The same,-and loves me well, and knows me as I am.
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Paul Verlaine

Paul Verlaine
Mother Of Five

She mothered five!
Night after night she watched a little bed,
Night after night she cooled a fevered head,
Day after day she guarded little feet,
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Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest
Excelsior

The shades of night were falling fast,
As through an Alpine village passed
A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice,
A banner with the strange device-
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Tell Me The Truth About Love

Is it in the pair of egrets in the azure sky
Flying to an unknown destination?
Is it in the summer rains
Falling in the fissures of the earth?
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Laishram Gojendra

Laishram Gojendra
The Desire To Paint

Unhappy perhaps is the man, but happy the artist, who is torn with this desire.
I burn to paint a certain woman who has appeared to me so rarely, and so swiftly fled away, like some beautiful, regrettable thing the traveller must leave behind him in the night. It is already long since I saw her.
She is beautiful, and more than beautiful: she is overpowering. The colour black preponderates in her; all that she inspires is nocturnal and profound.
Her eyes are two caverns where mystery vaguely stirs and gleams; her glance illuminates like a ray of light; it is an explosion in the darkness.
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Charles Baudelaire

Charles Baudelaire
Farewell, Thou Stream.

Air - "Nancy's to the greenwood gane."


I.
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Robert Burns

Robert Burns
A Rainy Day

Oh, what a blessed interval
A rainy day may be!
No lightning flash nor tempest roar,
But one incessant, steady pour
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Hattie Howard
My Namesake

Addressed to Francis Greenleaf Allison of Burlington, New Jersey.

You scarcely need my tardy thanks,
Who, self-rewarded, nurse and tend--
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John Greenleaf Whittier

John Greenleaf Whittier
A Dew Sufficed Itself'

1437

A Dew sufficed itself-
And satisfied a Leaf
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
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
By-and-bye

“By-and-bye,” the maiden sighed-”by-and-bye
He will claim me for his bride,
Hope is strong and time is fleet;
Youth is fair, and love is sweet,
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Oh Lad Why

Oh lad why?
Steve Anc

My mind never stops querying
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Steve Anc

Steve Anc
The Rose-bud

'See, Daphne, see!' Florelio cried,
'And learn the sad effects of pride;
Yon shelter'd rose, how safe conceal'd!
How quickly blasted when reveal'd!
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William Shenstone
Unborn Baby Of Kashmir

Unborn Baby Of Kashmir

Sweet Akànandun!
When you come out , you’ll find:
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Mohammad Younus

Mohammad Younus
If

Dear love, if you and I could sail away,
With snowy pennons to the wind unfurled,
Across the waters of some unknown bay,
And find some island far from all the world;
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Endymion: Book I

ENDYMION.

A Poetic Romance.

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John Keats

John Keats
Oina-morul

After an address to Malvina, the daughter of Toscar, Ossian proceeds to relate his own expedition to Fuärfed, an island of Scandinavia. Mal-orchol, king of Fuärfed, being hard pressed in war by Ton-thormod, chief of Sar-dronto (who had demanded in vain the daughter of Mal-orchol in marriage,) Fingal sent Ossian to his aid. Ossian, on the day after his arrival, came to battle with Ton-thormod, and took him prisoner. Mal-orchol offers his daughter, Oina-morul, to Ossian; but he, discovering her passion for Ton-thormod, generously surrenders her to her lover, and brings about a reconciliation between the two kings.



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James Macpherson
Death Call Little Six Feet Apartment

Death calls to me;
Slowly and steadily with fear of the unknown.
My existence will be cut short by it
All that will be left of me will be memories for my loved ones,
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Esther Ayanlowo

Esther Ayanlowo
All Alone

She was all alone
songs and books were her only friends
To all others she was unknown
Her miseries could never end.
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Fihaal

Fihaal
Visit Of The Dead

Thy soul shall find itself alone
Alone of all on earth, unknown
The cause, but none are near to pry
Into thine hour of secrecy.
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Edgar Allan Poe

Edgar Allan Poe
Euphoric Thirst.

Nine months in my mother's womb was the most wonderful phase of her life, And my first step into the unknown then- Was the most beautiful moment she cherished; Unawareness and uncertainties my future held- Yet she did all that she could do to make it bright and beautiful. But only if dreams could turn into reality, I would have been a better child to her then;
I shattered her hopes and dreams- Compelled her to walk the path of guilt and shame, And now she only
sits wondering, where she went wrong, That transformed me to a person who now hardly remembers Mother's sweet songs.
Importance of my life has vanished, In the fog of wants and selfishness- Getting high and getting my kicks, Are the things that I now only embrace; I steal, I cheat and manipulate, Just to get the substance of my choice, I do weird and unsocial acts- Just to satisfy my Euphoric Thirst.
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Saraldeep Tamang

Saraldeep Tamang
Four Quartets 4: Little Gidding

I

Midwinter spring is its own season
Sempiternal though sodden towards sundown,
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T. S. Eliot

T. S. Eliot
Absalom And Achitophel

In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin,
Before polygamy was made a sin;
When man, on many, multipli'd his kind,
Ere one to one was cursedly confin'd:
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John Dryden

John Dryden
So Proud She Was To Die

1272

So proud she was to die
It made us all ashamed
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
Caged Bird

The free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
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Maya Angelou

Maya Angelou
Bridal Song

Cynthia, to thy power and thee
We obey.
Joy to this great company!
And no day
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John Fletcher
The Flower And The Leaf: Or, The Lady In The Arbour.[1]

A VISION.


Now turning from the wintry signs, the sun,
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John Dryden

John Dryden
Saint Monica

AMONG deep woods is the dismantled scite
Of an old Abbey, where the chaunted rite,
By twice ten brethren of the monkish cowl,
Was duly sung; and requiems for the soul
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Charlotte Smith
Young Democracy

HARK! Young Democracy from sleep
Our careless sentries raps:
A backwash from the Futureâ??s deep
Our Evilâ??s foreland laps.
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Bernard O'dowd
A Song

sat on the sofa
and I sat near.
The handkerchief could be yours,
the tear could be mine, chin-bound.
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Joseph Brodsky
A Father's Thoughts

Because I am his father, they
Expect me to put grief away;
Because I am a man, and rough
And sometimes short of speech and gruff,
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Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest
Love Better Than Knowledge

O Thou Eternal One, look down
Upon an erring child of earth;
Thy handiwork with knowledge crown,
Or life will seem of little worth;
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Joseph Horatio Chant
No War! No War! Give Us Peace

NO WAR! No WAR! GIVE US PEACE

Cheer! Cheer! Cheer!
War drums stopped beating
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Mohammad Younus

Mohammad Younus
Adonais

I weep for Adonais-he is dead!
O, weep for Adonais! though our tears
Thaw not the frost which binds so dear a head!
And thou, sad Hour, selected from all years
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Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley
Solitude

I


How happy he, who free from care
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Alexander Pope

Alexander Pope
Michael Oaktree

Under an arch of glorious leaves I passed
Out of the wood and saw the sickle moon
Floating in daylight o'er the pale green sea.

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Alfred Noyes

Alfred Noyes
Canto 13

Kung walked
by the dynastic temple
and into the cedar grove,
and then out by the lower river,
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Ezra Pound

Ezra Pound
The Contretemps

A forward rush by the lamp in the gloom,
And we clasped, and almost kissed;
But she was not the woman whom
I had promised to meet in the thawing brume
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Thomas Hardy

Thomas Hardy
The Nightingale's Nest

Up this green woodland-ride let's softly rove,
And list the nightingale-she dwells just here.
Hush! let the wood-gate softly clap, for fear
The noise might drive her from her home of love;
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John Clare

John Clare
Retrospection

I look down the lengthening distance
Far back to youth's valley of hope.
How strange seemed the ways of existence,
How infinite life and its scope!
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox
We Fish

We fish, we fish, we merrily swim,
We care not for friend nor for foe.
Our fins are stout,
Our tails are out,
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Herman Melville

Herman Melville
The Temple Of Friendship

Sacred to peace, within a wood's recess,
A blest retreat, where courtiers never press,
A temple stands, where art did never try
With pompous wonders to enchant the eye;
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Voltaire

Voltaire