Adding Reply Archived Topic: It will not be bumped to the top of the forum. Topic Post your favorite poem(s). Membername   Not a member? Sign Up Free (takes 20 seconds) Password   Forgotten your password? Post Font: Verdana Arial Black Georgia Comic Sans Impact   Size: Tiny Normal Big Huge   Color: Default Dark Red Red Orange Brown Green Olive Cyan Blue Dark Blue Indigo Black [ Check Spelling ] [ Post Preview ] [ LiveTags ] FAQ Keyword Search: Post Options Favorites Manager Notify me of new replies to this topic by email Notify me of new replies to this topic by private message Original Post airemaye Posted at 9:36 pm on Dec. 1, 2008 Invictus by William Ernest Henley. OUT of the night that covers me, Black as the Pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul.   In the fell clutch of circumstance         I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeoning of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed.   Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the Horror of the shade,   And yet the menace of the years Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.   It matters not how straight the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll, I am the master of my fate:   I am the captain of my soul. There Will Come Soft Rains by Sara Teasdale There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground, And swallows circling with their shimmering sound; And frogs in the pool singing at night, And wild plum trees in tremulous white; Robins will wear their feathery fire, Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire; And not one will know of the war, not one Will care at last when it is done. Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree, If mankind perished utterly; And Spring herself when she woke at dawn Would scarcely know that we were gone.

Replies fullmooncurse Posted at 1:32 am on Dec. 2, 2008 If find a lot of poems online. A car crashes. I wish I would have died in that wreck. Broken streetlights, sirens go by. A depressing scream for help that was answered too late. Glass scattered like those many nights I was broken. The constant pain in my heart reminds me, it's an emotional death in me. I hate who I've become. Drowning my pain and using others to ease the hurt. Pulsing scars. I pretend to be interested and take what you give. I want a liar, now say that you'll love me forever. A refused passenger sadistically shaking uncontrollably. Escape and run away destination error.... These hotel rooms reek of homesickness. As we sit here, Hostility! Words are like daggers that cut through, meaningless! Bleed for me and I'll show you how to break a fragile heart. .....whispering in your ear, "we're better 0ff alone my dear, we're better 0ff alone." iamsandy Posted at 9:40 pm on Dec. 1, 2008 chinese poem 床前明月光， 疑是地上霜。 舉頭望明月， 低頭思故鄉。 Charolastra Posted at 9:38 pm on Dec. 1, 2008 one of them. this is just to say I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox and which you were probably saving for breakfast. Forgive me they were delicious so sweet and so cold. ToodleWoodles Posted at 9:37 pm on Dec. 1, 2008 heres my favorite poem: By: Naomi Lynne (Thats me) Fuck you, In the lightest day, It can't be anymore true, fuck you! Thank you, thank you ur too kind. haha I just now came up with that. SovSull Posted at 9:37 pm on Dec. 1, 2008 roses are red violets are blue this line does not rhyme this is also incongruent -william chruchhills See Me Now Posted at 9:37 pm on Dec. 1, 2008 I can't put the whole thing, but it truly is The Raven by edgar allen poe... amazing. HatesYou Posted at 9:37 pm on Dec. 1, 2008 Two words diverged in a yellow wood, and i, i took the one less traveled by. Robert Frost.  Ah. Praise the Lard Posted at 9:37 pm on Dec. 1, 2008 All 8 previous replies displayed.