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Best Society — Philip Larkin	When I was a child, I thought, Casually, that solitude Never needed to be sought. Something everybody had, Like nakedness, it lay at hand, Not specially...	1,289 views Rate it
Waiting — John Burroughs	Serene, I fold my hands and wait, Nor care for wind, nor tide, nor sea; I rave no more 'gainst time or fate, For lo! my own shall come to...	1,281 views Rate it
On Joy and Sorrow — Kahlil Gibran	Then a woman said, Speak to us of Joy and Sorrow. And he answered: Your joy is your sorrow unmasked. And the selfsame well from which your...	1,278 views Rate it
Memory — William Wordsworth	A pen--to register; a key-- That winds through secret wards Are well assigned to Memory By allegoric...	1,275 views Rate it
One Thousand On The Road — John M. Broadhead	I watched one thousand people walk along a darkened road – A road which, leading nowhere, passed nearby my poor abode. All steady and without a sound...	1,273 views Rate it
Rain in Summer — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	How beautiful is the rain! After the dust and heat, In the broad and fiery street, In the narrow lane, How beautiful is the...	1,260 views Rate it
The Maiden of my Heart and Soul — TwilightTraveler	The Maiden of my heart and soul- by: TwilightTraveler A fire burns within. Full of passion,love and...	1,244 views Rate it
Willie Wastle — Robert Burns	Willie Wastle dwalt on Tweed, The spot they ca'd it Linkumdoddie. Willie was a wabster guid Could stown a clue wi onie body. He had a wife was dour...	1,241 views Rate it
Circe — Augusta Davies Webster	The sun drops luridly into the west; darkness has raised her arms to draw him down before the time, not waiting as of wont till he has come to her...	1,241 views Rate it
Moving Water — Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi	When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy. When actions come from another section, the feeling...	1,237 views Rate it
A Mountain and A Squirrel — Allama Muhammad Iqbal	A mountain was saying this to a squirrel 'Commit suicide if you have...	1,235 views Rate it
The Winners — Rudyard Kipling	("The Story of the...	1,233 views Rate it
Wounded — Fox Warren	Leave me your bruised lips that I might join them with my own lend me your battered hands so that i might hold them softly by their finger tips if...	1,232 views Rate it
The Special One — Mac	I want to be Special for Someone So that I never feel alone - Two Arms holding me tight And forever keep me...	1,231 views Rate it
Spirits Of The Dead — Edgar Allan Poe	Thy soul shall find itself alone 'Mid dark thoughts of the grey tomb-stone; Not one, of all the crowd, to pry Into thine hour of...	1,220 views Rate it
The Immeasurable Measure of Alchemical Measure — Karl Constantine FOLKES	PREFACE: “Double, double, toil and trouble. Let our passions burn and bubble. From this dust and soil of stubble. Cleanse us now of all the rubble.” ...	1,214 views Rate it
The Power of Words — Letitia Elizabeth Landon	'Tis a strange mystery, the power of words! Life is in them, and death. A word can send The crimson colour hurrying to the cheek. Hurrying with many...	1,211 views Rate it
Ode, Composed On A May Morning — William Wordsworth	While from the purpling east departs The star that led the dawn, Blithe Flora from her couch upstarts, For May is on the lawn. A quickening...	1,207 views Rate it
The Explorer — Rudyard Kipling	"There's no sense in going further -- it's the edge of cultivation," So they said, and I believed it -- broke my land and sowed my crop -- Built my...	1,205 views Rate it
America the Beautiful — Katharine Lee Bates	O beautiful for spacious skies, For amber waves of grain, For purple mountain majesties Above the fruited plain! America!...	1,195 views Rate it
The Gardener LXI: Peace, My Heart — Rabindranath Tagore	Peace, my heart, let the time for the parting be sweet. Let it not be a death but completeness. Let love melt into memory and pain into songs. Let the...	1,187 views Rate it
pity this busy monster, manunkind — Edward Estlin Cummings	this busy monster, manunkind, not. Progress is a comfortable disease: your victim (death and life safely...	1,178 views Rate it
You stole my heart and soul. — A J C	You stole my mind and soul. My mind is yours. So you decide whether I should sit, stand, cry, or die. You don't have to run or hide. I used to see...	1,177 views Rate it
Crystal — A J C	Crystal When you put your dog to sleep and she looks into your eyes, she knows she is going to die. There are no more rides through the countryside,...	1,169 views Rate it
Sympathy — Paul Laurence Dunbar	I know what the caged bird feels, alas! When the sun is bright on the upland slopes; When the wind stirs soft through the springing grass, And the...	1,166 views Rate it