I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: 'Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear --
"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
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Let other poets raise a fracas
Bout vines, and wines, an drucken Bacchus,
An crabbit names an stories wrack us,
An grate our lug:
I sing the juice Scotch bear can mak us,
In glass or Jug.
O thou, my Muse! guid auld Scotch drink!
Whether thro' wimplin worms thou jink,
Or, richly brown, ream owre the brink,
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Hark! like the sea in wrath the heavens assailing,
Or like a brook through rocky basin wailing,
Comes from below, in groaning agony,
A heavy, vacant torment-breathing sigh!
Their faces marks of bitter torture wear,
While from their lips burst curses of despair;
Their eyes are hollow, and full of woe,
And their looks with heartfelt anguish
Seek Cocytus' stream that runs wailing below,
For the bridge o'er its waters they languish.
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ON the Sabbath-day,
Through the churchyard old and gray,
Over the crisp and yellow leaves I held my rustling way;
And amid the words of mercy, falling on my soul like balms,
'Mid the gorgeous storms of music--in the mellow organ-calms,
'Mid the upward-streaming prayers, and the rich and solemn psalms,
I stood careless, Barbara.
My heart was otherwhere,
While the organ shook the air,
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I
The despot treads thy sacred sands,
Thy pines give shelter to his bands,
Thy sons stand by with idle hands,
Carolina!
He breathes at ease thy airs of balm,
He scorns the lances of thy palm;
Oh! who shall break thy craven calm,
Carolina!
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Inspired By Kyla Carter
Now instead of getting your texts,
I’m sitting in bed With tears in my eyes
at Three am, Putting on a sad playlist
Facing The celling Trying to pretend
Here I am alone between the heavens and the embers
Oh, it hurts so hard for a million different reasons
Though I Pretend That Everything it fine
but I know it not Even though it been forever
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When mind and blood are infected
Injected by viruses of wanton politics,
Anarchy rules the roost,
Inhumanity ruins the heart;
Law hides its eyes behind the back
As screams flare up from the pyre.
When monster of corruption gobbles
The system, society and its people,
Humanity loses its beauty
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Empty thoughts, empty feelings
Wilted roses and broken vases
Silent rage, fear and anguish
Toss me and turn me ,
in every direction
Do as you please , ravage
my tormented spirit
But my life I plead with you
To spare me
Though it is not my own....
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When I finally take a bow
Remember I once was low
Had to climb my way up
Even though they said Twas my last lap
They laughed at me
They said he ain't gonna make it
He ain't curved for a dime
But mine eyes were set for the high climb
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A haze.
That’s what it is.
The fuzzy emotions
that’ve entered my existence.
A potent mixture of
sadness,
loneliness,
and hopelessness.
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