How can I keep my soul in me, so thatit doesn't touch your soul
How can I raiseit high enough, past you, to other things
I would like to shelter it, among remotelost objects, in some dark and silent placethat doesn't resonate when your d...
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
If grief for grief can touch thee,
If answering woe for woe,
If any truth can melt thee Come to me now
I cannot be more lonely,
this is great,
I just wrote twopoems I didn't like
there is a trash can on thiscomputer
I just moved the poemsoverand dropped them intothe trash 're gone forever, nopaper, no sound, nofury, no placentaand thenjust a clean screenawai...
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How can
VE exulting Reason queil
How fades each nobler passion from his gaze
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Can death be sleep, when life is but a dream,
And scenes of bliss pass as a phantom by
The transient pleasures as a vision seem,
I can still see you: an Echo,to be touched with Feeler-Words, on the Parting-Ridge
Your face softly shies away,when all at once there islamp-like brightnessin me, at the Point,where most painfully one says Never
If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life the aching,
Or cool one pain,