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While the old soul chooses her battles more carefully, Often choosing to go with the flow… She sets her intention on grounding spirituality here & now, for a richer simpler life. “Nothing I do has value!” Cries out one very young soul, I say, “True value is held right here in...
With a fugitive resentment in your eyes: But weave, weave the sunlight in your hair.So I would have had him leave, So I would have had her stand and grieve, So he would have left As the soul leaves the body torn and bruised, ...
updated November 7, 2024A collection of inspiring short poems about life that we feel are the best to inspire and encourage you. Living your life to the fullest is what we should all strive to do. Many times
To wean your eyes From that gap in the air And be able to enter the hearth In your soul where your loved one Has awaited your return All the time. 9—“Remember,” byChristina Rossetti Rossetti wants her intended audience to remember her, but only if it doesn’t cause them pain. She...
Sonnet 29: When in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes Sonnet 130: My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun Sonnet 104: To me, fair friend, you never can be old Sonnet 1: From fairest creatures we desire increase Sonnet 65: Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea ...
It is all about love Compared to the diversity of some of the later poets, one may think that William Shakespeare’s poems are a bit lacking in their subject scope. However, one would do well to consider the time era from whence these poems were written. During this era, literary profess...
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted—nevermore! Published, 1845. The Bells I Hear the sledges with ...
but it is the heartfelt heated kiss of mine soul upon creators lips that baers fruit of the soul in which I do not resist, for I am a kindred of the light within, a spirit, of the heights within, a child with loving grace, unbridled faith, who lusts with my senses after the taste...
Dickinson was to be the only member of her family who did not experience conversion or join Amherst’s First Congregational Church. Yet she seems to have retained a belief in the soul’s immortality or at least to have transmuted it into aRomanticquest for thetranscendentand absolute. One reas...