life sucks
indeed ,indeed
but you can't help but not
rid life of things you don't need
Submitted by Batgurll 6 months ago
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life sucks
indeed ,indeed
but you can't help but not
rid life of things you don't need
Submitted by Batgurll 6 months ago
2 loves
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Submitted by mbath1991 6 months ago
2 loves
Though you are in your shining days,
Voices among the crowd
And new friends busy with your praise,
Be not unkind and proud,
But think about old friends the most:
Time's bitter flood will rise,
Your beauty perish and be lost
For all eyes but these eyes.
Submitted by maryviolinist 8 months ago
2 loves
But I love your feet
only because they walked
upon the earth and upon
the wind and upon the waters,
until they found me.
Submitted by jaymediane about 1 year ago
16 loves
"Simple things, And we make of them something so complex it defeats us, Almost."
Submitted by pivoton about 1 year ago
2 loves
All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
Submitted by aazheng about 1 year ago
6 loves
To you, O Sun, the people of Dorian Rhodes set up this bronze statue reaching to Olympus, when they had pacified the waves of war and crowned their city with the spoils taken from the enemy. Not only over the seas but also on land did they kindle the lovely torch of freedom and independence. For to the descendants of Herakles belongs dominion over sea and land.
— Unknown
Submitted by comedaybreak over 1 year ago
1 love
Man reading should be man intensely alive. The book should be a ball of light in one's hand.
Submitted by laura over 1 year ago
4 loves
Out flew the web and floated wide;
The mirror crack'd from side to side;
"The curse is come upon me," cried
The Lady of Shalott.
Submitted by laura over 1 year ago
2 loves
The mind is a city like London,
Smoky and populous: it is a capital
Like Rome, ruined and eternal...
Submitted by Joro almost 2 years ago
1 love
To Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love
All pray in their distress;
And to these virtues of delight
Return their thankfulness.
Submitted by amaguire about 2 years ago
1 love
How sweet I roamed from field to field,
And tasted all the summer's pride,
Till I the prince of love beheld,
Who in the sunny beams did glide!
Submitted by amaguire about 2 years ago
1 love
If a poet has any obligation toward society, it is to write well ... [H]e has no other choice. Failing this duty, he sinks into oblivion. Society, on the other hand, ... thinks of itself as having other options than reading verses ... Its failure to do so results in its sinking to that level of locution at which society falls easy prey to a demagogue or a tyrant ... [its] own equivalent of oblivion.
Submitted by jimmydaniels about 2 years ago
1 love
Those who refuse to listen to dragons are probably doomed to spend their lives acting out the nightmares of politicians. We like to think we live in daylight, but half the world is always dark; and fantasy, like poetry, speaks the language of the night.
Submitted by LibrarianCarina about 2 years ago
2 loves
What is a poet? An unhappy man who hides deep anguish in his heart, but whose lips are so formed that when the sigh and cry pass through them, it sounds like lovely music…. And people flock around the poet and say: ‘Sing again soon’ - that is, ‘May new sufferings torment your soul but your lips be fashioned as before, for the cry would only frighten us, but the music, that is blissful.
Submitted by charlesrazon about 2 years ago
3 loves
Each thing called improvement seems blackened with crimes,
If it tears up one record of blissful old times.
Submitted by LibrarianCarina about 2 years ago
2 loves