Here's an erotic love poem for you.Never Like ThisI’ve held others before,But it was never like this,Where my body inhales youAnd quivers with bliss,Where my senses are reelingFrom the strength of desire,And if I can’t have you soon,I’ll be consumed by the fire.By Karl Fuchs...
Volume 1 also provides information regarding the key Battle at Tong Pass, which was an important historical turning point for the Tang not only with respect to political and social development, but also to the evolution of poetic styles and subject matter. Since hand-writing or penmanship was co...
Whether you’re speaking at a loved one’s funeral or looking for the right words toexpress your condolencesin a card, a poem about dying may not be the first thing that comes to mind. But if you choose it well, a poem can say what you’re trying (and failing) to articulate on yo...
Tears for you down my cheeks Tears from me all these weeks It didn't last long What did I do wrong? I still miss you whenever I hear a love song … Made the Same Mistake I fell in love with the wrong person again, thinking she was different, it turned out she was the same or ...
longer than the last four lines. Because this poem is an elegy to the dead, the more traditional format adds to its solemnity. Additionally, the regular meter is reminiscent of a soldier marching across the battlefield, which is fitting for a poem that commemorates the end of the Civil ...
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Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood. For nothing now can ever come to any good. It is a very emotional one so I am not sure how well it could be used, but should probably be done with care. Amy A nice one if the deceased has come from Scotland is the poem “My heart ...
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I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of being and ideal grace. I love thee to the level of every day’s Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. ...
We stand in the rain in a long line waiting at Ford Highland Park. For work. You know what work is—if you're old enough to read this you know what ... Read Poem Chapter 9 - The Seven SelvesKahlil Gibran In the stillest hour of the night, as I lay half asleep, my seven selve...