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- redant
Theres this poem I read once I thinks it was English. It's about being in a room and a church bell. But that is all I remember. :(
- 7point340
frere jacques?
- redant0
Frère Jacques, frère Jacques,
Dormez-vous? Dormez-vous?
Sonnez les matines! Sonnez les matines!
Ding, dang, dong. Ding, dang, dong.aw
- Corvo20
lol
- _niko0
there once was a man from Nantucket...
- Raniator0
Dear God, I'm a good Christian man
I'm your boy, i know you understand
That you gotta work hard and you gotta get paid
The girl's thirteen, but she don't act her age
She can sing like a bird in cage
Oh Lord, if you could see her when she's up on that stage
- bulletfactory0
at first i thought this was just a hastily typed post title (because the 'e' and 'r' keys are right next to each other as are the 'n' and 'm', at least on my keyboard).... but since you're obviously not looking for porn, good luck with your search.
- blaw0
"Death in Love" Dante Rossetti
There came an image in Life's retinue
That had Love's wings and bore his gonfalon:
Fair was the web, and nobly wrought thereon,
O soul-sequestered face, thy form and hue!
Bewildering sounds, such as Spring wakens to,
Shook in its folds; and through my heart its power
Sped trackless as the memorable hour
When birth's dark portal groaned and all was new
But a veiled woman followed, and she caught
The banner round its staff, to furl and cling,
Then plucked a feather from the bearer's wing,
And held it to his lips that stirred it not,
And said to me, "Behold, there is no breath:
I and this Love are one, and I am Death."
- redant0
More poems? Fav Poems?
- harlequino0
Not a poem, per se, but my favorite toast:
Here's to you, here's to me.
May we never disagree.
However...if we do disagree...
To hell with you, here' to me!
- iheartfun0
Dind-dong went the church bell,
as it struck the hour of one
when I woke up to a living hell.
Smoke filled my room,
as my mother screamed
and I awaited my doom.
i looked for my bear,
but then,
i recognized my mother's hair.
She held me tight,
as she ran through the house
and escaped into the dark night.
but my bear was gone and i weeped for it,
so my mom took of her sweater
yes, the one that she knit
and ran back to the house full of flames.
So i sat out there
and waited a minute then two.
Finally i breathed in the cold air
and knew that she wouldn't be back
i started to cry, then suddenly,
Thwack!
the house burned down to the ground.
I walked back to the house
in search of my mom
but noone was there not even a mouse
then i saw my bear
and started to scream
it layed next to my mother's hair.
Dind-dong went the church bell
as it struck the hour of two.
- redant0
that was hilarious
- visionary0
bathroom poets who write on walls
roll their shit into little balls
those who read these words of wit
eat those little balls of shit
- Corvo20
Wouldn't those bells be daffodils by any chance?