If-Poem

By: RUDYARD KIPLING If you can keep your head when all about you        Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,    If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,

The Genius Of The Crowd

By: Charles Bukowski there is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the averagehuman being to supply any given army on any given day and the best at murder are those who preach

A Decorated Doorway

I pass by his house,Finding its door open.My beloved stands beside his mother,His siblings all around him.He looks at me as I pass,(But) I alone rejoice.Had his mother known my heart,She would

O! there are spirits of the air

By: Percy Bysshe Shelley O! there are spirits of the air,  And genii of the evening breeze, And gentle ghosts, with eyes as fair  As star-beams among twilight trees:— Such lovely ministers

ΧΟΡΙΚΣ

By: Richard Aldington The ancient songs Pass deathward mournfully. Cold lips that sing no more, and withered wreaths, Regretful eyes, and drooping breasts and wings— Symbols of ancient songs Mournfully passing Down

So You Want To Be A Writer?

By: Charles Bukowski if it doesn’t come bursting out of youin spite of everything,don’t do it.unless it comes unasked out of yourheart and your mind and your mouthand your gut,don’t do it.if

Air and Angels

By: John Donne Twice or thrice had I lov’d thee, Before I knew thy face or name; So in a voice, so in a shapeless flame Angels affect us oft, and worshipp’d

A Dog Has Died

By: Pablo Neruda My dog has died. I buried him in the garden next to a rusted old machine. Some day I’ll join him right there, but now he’s gone with his

To Homer

By: JOHN KEATS Standing aloof in giant ignorance,   Of thee I hear and of the Cyclades,As one who sits ashore and longs perchance   To visit dolphin-coral in deep seas.So thou wast blind;—but then the

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