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The Power Of A Tear by Howard Simon

Pounds of pain punctured my progress Tons of trouble terminated my tranquility Swarms of stress subtracted my substance My heart exploded like a thousand thunders My mind melted and my spirit splintered Hanging by a thread destined to burst I tried to wash away the wounds with words But the stains were deeply dyed in concrete colors Verbal detergents were …

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Eternal Love by Thomas Vaughan Jones

No love can last forever; No love remains sublime. But sometimes there’s a moment in the canopy of time. A fleeting, precious moment when all the world stands still; That subtle special second that only love can fill. Small minutes of seclusion that only lovers share; Mere temporal diffusions may never venture there. A place of perfect passion, a glade …

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Love poem by Pablo Neruba

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when …

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My Heart’s In The Highlands by Robert Burns

Farewell to the Highlands, farewell to the North, The birth-place of Valour, the country of Worth; Wherever I wander, wherever I rove, The hills of the Highlands for ever I love. My heart’s in the Highlands, my heart is not here; My heart’s in the Highlands a-chasing the deer; A-chasing the wild-deer, and following the roe, My heart’s in the …

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Clouds by Denise Levertov

The clouds as I see them, rising urgently, roseate in the mounting of somber power surging in evening haste over roofs and hermetic grim walls— Last night As if death had lit a pale light in your flesh, your flesh was cold to my touch, or not cold but cool, cooling, as if the last traces of warmth were still …

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Split my Heart

How I wish I could split my heart with a knife put you inside then close up my chest so that you would be in my heart and not in another’s until the resurrection and the day of judgement. There you would stay while I lived and after my death you would remain buried deep in my heart in the …

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Remember me by Christina Georgina Rossetti

Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay. Remember me when no more day by day You tell me of our future that you plann’d: Only remember me; you understand It will be late to …

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The Good-Morrow by John Donne

I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I Did, till we loved? Were we not weaned till then? But sucked on country pleasures, childishly? Or snorted we in the Seven Sleepers’ den? ’Twas so; but this, all pleasures fancies be. If ever any beauty I did see, Which I desired, and got, ’twas but a dream of thee. And …

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The Summer Day by Mary Oliver

Who made the world? Who made the swan, and the black bear? Who made the grasshopper? This grasshopper, I mean- the one who has flung herself out of the grass, the one who is eating sugar out of my hand, who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down- who is gazing around with her enormous …

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Coal Town by Ryan Stone

Birds don’t stop in this town. I see them fly past, black peppering blue, going someplace. I’ve given up dreaming wings. This town will know my bones. Condoms sell well in Joe’s corner store—boredom breeds but breeding’s a trap, a twitch in the smile of those steel-eyed shrews who linger late after church. I walked half a day, out past …