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Duino Elegies: The First Elegy

by Rainer Maria Rilke

Who, if I cried out, would hear me among the angels'
hierarchies? and even if one of them suddenly
pressed me against his heart, I would perish
in the embrace of his stronger existence.
For beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror
which we are barely able to endure and are awed
because it serenely disdains to annihilate us.
Each single angel is terrifying.
And so I force myself, swallow and hold back
the surging call of my dark sobbing.

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The Faerie Queene, Book Iii, Canto Vi

by Edmund Spenser

THE THIRD BOOKE OF THE FAERIE QUEENE
Contayning
THE LEGENDE OF BRITOMARTIS
OR OF CHASTITIECANTO VI
The birth of faire Belphoebe and
Of Amoret is told.
The Gardins of Adonis fraught
With pleasures manifold.
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Well may I weene, faire Ladies, all this while

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Here Follows Some Verses Upon The Burning Of Our House

by Anne Bradstreet

In silent night when rest I took
For sorrow near I did not look
I waked was with thund'ring noise
And piteous shrieks of dreadful voice.
That fearful sound of "Fire!" and "Fire!"
Let no man know is my desire.
I, starting up, the light did spy,
And to my God my heart did cry
To strengthen me in my distress
And not to leave me succorless.

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If

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,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream- -and not make dreams your master;

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A Ballad Of Burial

by Rudyard Kipling

If down here I chance to die,
Solemnly I beg you take
All that is left of "I"
To the Hills for old sake's sake,
Pack me very thoroughly
In the ice that used to slake
Pegs I drank when I was dry --
This observe for old sake's sake.

To the railway station hie,

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Recent Trust Poems

trust

by Sirena V

one day i’ll be able to articulate just
how far and deep
the well of my spirit travels.

as i take the time to swim through the
guarded tunnel,
the deep funk of
angst and vulnerability
fills the space inside.

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Again

by Shruti Sidpara

i helped myself.
I wiped my own tears.
Plastered over fresh wounds and parts of my heart that were still hurting.
I gave myself time.
I read books that soothed my soul.
I listened to music that calmed my nerves.
I watched movies that made me smile.
Piece by piece,
I put myself back together again.

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bricks and trowels

by Jack Warner

of truth i told be wilted fate
the lies once alleged seemed shrewd

haply your allure contrived a lapse
though i discern i hankered trust

in due course settled all the same
with bricks and trowels by my hand

To the scatter

by Hudhaifah siyad

Someone there is at it,
That likes the very bit,
Scorning all for flattery,
Or as is at, for some treat,
To the very end of the initial start.

Something there is that shows,
Outgrown and visible on no hearts,
Flattery like, mouthing out for bites,
Or as it be, for same reasons as hers,

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first born daughter

by Shruti Sidpara

First born daughters become thoughtful women who do all the work alone but share the credit. They're the women who buy people gifts then say "it's from all of us" when handing it over.
When nobody else bothered to buy a card, they'll sign theirs to include everyone else's name.
She was always taught how to do everything , whether its cooking the everyday meal or changing the tyres with her dad.
She always said yes , she could never learn to say no.
She always lifted people up even when she felt like dead weight.
She's the one text/call away for her friends or anyone literally
She’s the one who says it's okay we'll call another day when her boyfriend changes plans.
She’s the girl that keeps her thoughts eating her inside but walk everywhere like she has everything in place but really her mind is just a dark mess of all the things that could break her.
She’ll a giver,
She gives her time

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