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The Schoolboy

by William Blake

I love to rise in a summer morn
When the birds sing on every tree;
The distant huntsman winds his horn,
And the skylark sings with me.
O! what sweet company!

But to go to school on a summer morn,
O! it drives all joy away;
Under a cruel eye outworn,
The little ones spend the day

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To A Buddha Seated On A Lotus

by Sarojini Naidu

LORD BUDDHA, on thy Lotus-throne,
With praying eyes and hands elate,
What mystic rapture dost thou own,
Immutable and ultimate?
What peace, unravished of our ken,
Annihilate from the world of men?

The wind of change for ever blows
Across the tumult of our way,
To-morrow's unborn griefs depose

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The Power Of The Dog

by Rudyard Kipling

There is sorrow enough in the natural way
From men and women to fill our day;
And when we are certain of sorrow in store,
Why do we always arrange for more?
Brothers and Sisters, I bid you beware
Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.

Buy a pup and your money will buy
Love unflinching that cannot lie--
Perfect passion and worship fed

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On Living

by Nâzım Hikmet

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Living is no laughing matter:
you must live with great seriousness
like a squirrel, for example--
I mean without looking for something beyond and above living,
I mean living must be your whole occupation.
Living is no laughing matter:
you must take it seriously,
so much so and to such a degree

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Autumn Song

by Sarojini Naidu

Like a joy on the heart of a sorrow,
   The sunset hangs on a cloud;
A golden storm of glittering sheaves,
Of fair and frail and fluttering leaves,
   The wild wind blows in a cloud.

Hark to a voice that is calling
   To my heart in the voice of the wind:
My heart is weary and sad and alone,
For its dreams like the fluttering leaves have gone,

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Recent Sorrow Poems

The Crushing Crash

by Somali Mukherjee

I got crashed; I became crashed;
There must be some reason;
I endured when I was lashed;
Still, all slandered me of treason.

I get flown by the Pilot,
Who, too, succumbed with me;
Tooth and nail he had fought,
But who won was destiny.

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When you come undone

by Mario Odekerken

It feels like falling inward,
not with sound,
but with silence so heavy
it presses against your ribs.

You wake up
and something is missing.
You try to speak,
but the words won't rise.
They sit,heavy and wet,

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In der Illusion meines Seins

by Mario Odekerken

Ich streckte meinen Arm aus
und dachte,ich würde dich berühren,
doch es waren nur meine Gedanken,
die mich glauben ließen,
du wärst da.

Dein Name schwebte
irgendwo zwischen Erinnerung und Hoffnung,
in der Stille des Raumes,
der noch immer deinen Atem zu

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In the illusion of my being

by Mario Odekerken

I reached out my arm
and thought I touched you,
but it was only my thoughts
that made me believe
you were there.

Your name hung
somewhere between memory and hope,
in the silence of the room
that still seems to remember your breath

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In de waan van mijn zijn

by Mario Odekerken

Ik strekte mijn arm uit
en dacht je aan te raken,
maar het waren mijn gedachten
die me deden geloven
dat je aanwezig was.

Je naam zweefde
ergens tussen herinnering en hoop,
in de stilte van de kamer
die nog steeds jouw adem lijkt te kennen.

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