Favorite Poets/Poems?
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xForeverxLostx - Fresh Meat
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i no hes not just a poet but shakespear he covers so many issues that still effect us today aww i end up cry after some when ophelia is saying things like by gis and by saint charity, alak and fi for shame ... its amazeing
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myXchemicalXlove - Almost Emo
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Edgar Allan Poe, Robert Frost, Emily Dickinson, etc.
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Tom - Agent of Chaos
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Least favorite of all time is Poe...so annoying and boring
ZZZzzzz...
"while I pondered weak and weary, over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore..BLAH BLAH Blah..."
my favorite poems are
"The road not taken" Robert Frost is wonderful
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
and sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveller, long I stood
and looked down one as far as I could
to where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
and having perhaps the better claim
because it was grassy and wanted wear;
though as for that, the passing there
had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
in leaves no feet had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I --
I took the one less travelled by,
and that has made all the difference
;;;we had to memorize this in sixth grade;;;
"o Captain My Captain" Walt Whitmans also wonderful
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O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:
But O heart! heart! heart! 5
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
2
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills; 10
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding;
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head;
It is some dream that on the deck, 15
You’ve fallen cold and dead.
3
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still;
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will;
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won; 20
Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
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"the Walsrus and the Carpenter" which i wont put cuz of its length..
ZZZzzzz...
"while I pondered weak and weary, over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore..BLAH BLAH Blah..."
my favorite poems are
"The road not taken" Robert Frost is wonderful
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
and sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveller, long I stood
and looked down one as far as I could
to where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
and having perhaps the better claim
because it was grassy and wanted wear;
though as for that, the passing there
had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
in leaves no feet had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I --
I took the one less travelled by,
and that has made all the difference
;;;we had to memorize this in sixth grade;;;
"o Captain My Captain" Walt Whitmans also wonderful
1
O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:
But O heart! heart! heart! 5
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
2
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills; 10
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding;
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head;
It is some dream that on the deck, 15
You’ve fallen cold and dead.
3
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still;
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will;
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won; 20
Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
and
"the Walsrus and the Carpenter" which i wont put cuz of its length..





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UnkownXxXWords - emoXcore
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I like the poet Andrew Berte. He's french. Pretty sweet..
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XscreamXmeXaXloveXsongX - emoXcore
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wellll.
i dont really have any favorite poets
except
tristan white <- see i know your last name : P
i dont really have any favorite poets
except
tristan white <- see i know your last name : P
There's gotta be something else out there for me
I could feel it in my heart the day I started to dream
There's more than this Midwestern town
I can't let this place keep me down
I could feel it in my heart the day I started to dream
There's more than this Midwestern town
I can't let this place keep me down
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oceanfloorbreathing - Almost Emo
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William Shakespeare is the best poet to me
Whats the sense of wishing
for something
when i've already wished it
Away
for something
when i've already wished it
Away
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Sadkid - Scene Kid
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edgar ellen poe but i used to like shakspeare but then luis sent me a shakespeare peom and i had to break his heart( my 2nd boy freind)
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emochildpanda - Almost Emo
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Honestly, I don't have a particular favorite poet, but my favorite poem would have to be "De Profundis Clamavi" by Charles Baudelaire. Or at least, the English translation of it XD
If any of you here are AFI fans, you may recognize it as the whispering from from the hidden track 'Midnight Sun' off of Black Sails in the Sunset
If any of you here are AFI fans, you may recognize it as the whispering from from the hidden track 'Midnight Sun' off of Black Sails in the Sunset
And cradled in the windowsill's a candle /A beacon in the night
to call you back to me /You would have loved this/You always loved this /I know you loved this time of year /And though I understand
One day again I'll see you /I long to touch your hand, /hear your voice, feel you /You would have loved this
You always loved this
to call you back to me /You would have loved this/You always loved this /I know you loved this time of year /And though I understand
One day again I'll see you /I long to touch your hand, /hear your voice, feel you /You would have loved this
You always loved this
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xxmorningstarxx - Almost Emo
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Favorite and most unsettling poem/story I have ever read:
For sale: baby shoes, never worn.
[Hemingway]
For sale: baby shoes, never worn.
[Hemingway]
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God - eight equals d.
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i love this spanish romantic poet called
gustavo adolfo becker [quite a name he's got]
his poems are so sad and deep...he was an effin genious
gustavo adolfo becker [quite a name he's got]
his poems are so sad and deep...he was an effin genious
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wickedgirl - Almost Emo
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Pope - Human After All
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E A Poes poems and stories are crap....
get over him..
read Good poets..
not meaning shakespeare..
Frost, Whitman, Angelou,Byron...
there are countless of others that are much much much better poets.even Carrol was better.
jesus Poe=Crap...
Im in a mean spirt..
get over him..
read Good poets..
not meaning shakespeare..
Frost, Whitman, Angelou,Byron...
there are countless of others that are much much much better poets.even Carrol was better.
jesus Poe=Crap...
Im in a mean spirt..





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UnkownXxXWords - emoXcore
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^can you even begin to understand what you are saying? Poe represented the best of american romanticism and to diss him like that only adds to your ignorance. have you even made any critical reading of any of his works?
even carroll was better than him... sure, tell that to your english teacher. she would know.
even carroll was better than him... sure, tell that to your english teacher. she would know.
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Pope - Human After All
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emovampire1234 - Fresh Meat
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