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Away, Melancholy

by Stevie Smith

Away, melancholy,
Away with it, let it go.

Are not the trees green,
The earth as green?
Does not the wind blow,
Fire leap and the rivers flow?
Away melancholy.

The ant is busy

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From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then- in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life- was drawn

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War Is Never Over

by Cecil L. Harrison

War is never over
Thought the treaties may be signed
The memories of the battles
Are forever in our minds

War is never over
So when you welcome heroes home
Remember in their minds they hold
Memories known to them alone

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Presents From My Aunts In Pakistan

by Moniza Alvi

They sent me a salwar kameez
      &nb sp;     peacock-blue,
                 & nbsp; and another
   glistening like an orange split open,
embossed slippers, gold and black
      &nbs p;     points curling.
   Candy-striped glass bangles
      &n bsp;     snapped, drew blood.
   Like at school, fashions changed
      &n bsp;     in Pakistan -

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Alone on the Seashore

by Saleh Ben Saleh

On a rocky shore she sits alone under the darken skies, a flock of gulls glided away in search of food supplies.

She stares ahead in time to see the sun before the rise. She was amazed to see its rays tickling the pinky skies.

The foamy waves moved to and fro caressing the rocky shores, the hidden tides away they drew, brushing the sandy floors.

The morning breeze flowed away tousling her tidy hair, fondling her rosy cheeks with all the love and care.

Along the coast the bush did grow between the grass and tree, to all the bears a place of nest for every honey bee.

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Alone on the Seashore

by Saleh Ben Saleh

The Barge

by Johnathon B

My head is a heavy boat.
Full of lead lined thoughts locked in iron chains.
A swell hits the top sails, a wave rocks the moors and everything topples to one side.
The boat tips. I can feel it tipping.
The bottle holds a message though. The drift will take it ashore.
The barge will be just the kindling of a story told once before.

a note from the netherworld

by Miki Vermeulen

The overwhelming feeling of panic and regret
before my eyes fell forever,
was the worst pain imaginable.

You couldn’t see it then
but there was happiness in the shadows
and love on its way to you.

The world was sending you laughter and smiles,
you had so much life to live.

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Nobody (2011)

by Malory Henry

I'm nobody, who are you?
You're somebody you say, is that true?

Well I can't be somebody, they say it's not so.
I am nobody and that's all I know.

Well yes, I AM me, but that's all that I've got.
Still a somebody I am not.

I can't deny what they say I am--

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Alone

by Nastasimir Franović

Greedy and selfish,
I'm thinking about how to detain you in verse.
To encircle my verses with your beauty.
A necklace of words, to put it bluntly, quite unusual.

To try to talk about your beauty.
Your eyes look at me from the verses.
To overcome the winds which don’t leave your hair in peace.
Your own hands to hand me over to the devil

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