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    Default Favourite Poem~

    Hey Guys I would love to know about the type of poetry y'all prefer.

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    Tragedyyy.




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    I heard a fly buzz when I died ... Emily ****enson
    Be careful what you think, for you may say it.
    Be careful what you say, for you may do it.
    Be careful what you do, for you will become it.

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    Sigh no more ladies - Shakespeare

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    Default This is musical poetry :)

    It's like meeting the man of your dreams ...and then meeting his beautiful wife.
    Now isn't it ironic?Don't you think? A little too ironic!
    It's like rain,on your wedding day. It's a free life.It's some good advice that you just didn't take.

    ALANIS MORISETTE

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    the Eagle- Alfred lord tennyson
    Đσσɗɭeʐ

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    Horror I guess

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    What is our life? A play of passion,
    Our mirth the music of division,
    Our mother's wombs the tiring-houses be,
    Where we are dressed for this short comedy.
    Heaven the judicious sharp spectator is,
    That sits and marks still who doth act amiss.
    Our graves that hide us from the setting sun
    Are like drawn curtains when the play is done.
    Thus march we, playing, to our latest rest,
    Only we die in earnest, that's no jest.
    - Sir Walter. R

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    From a New Zealand poet, CK Stead, titled 'You':

    Our friends' wedding:
    I'd lied, called it a funeral
    to get army leave
    so I could be with you.
    It was surprise, a present
    and your blush of pleasure
    cheered me like a crowd.

    So here we are on the step
    above 'the happy couple'
    who will one day divorce -
    looking into the future
    which is now.

    Ten friends together
    in that photograph.
    Fifty years on
    and four are dead.
    Who will be next?
    Who will be last
    and put out the light?

    It's time to tell you again
    how much I loved the girl
    who blushed her welcome.
    Forgive my trespasses.
    Stay close. Hold my hand.

 

 

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