What poem discribes your life?

Question

list a poem that woukd discribe your life rite now, best one gets 10 points

Answer 1

If You But Knew

If you but knew
how oft my mind is filled with dreams of you.
How oft I hear your voice when others speak.
How you 'mid other forms I seek.
Oh love more real than though such dreams were true...
If you but knew.

Answer 2

Orangutan in Borneo has the meaning
old man of the forest, old man of the wood.
I do not find the word one bit demeaning
There is no reason I should.
For you see, I am he,
that old man of the wood.
In my modest abode, I live beneath the tree.
I am here for all to see.
A bit grumpy and cantankerous
although not at all a bilious.
If you should wish to interview me,
you shall find me in the wood,
in the forest, among the trees,
as an orangutan, you would

Answer 3

"Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening" by
Robert Frost

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

Answer 4

Nothing's As It Should Be


The pie is not easy.
The pin is not neat.
The bees are not busy.
The milk is not meek.

The hound, not lazy.
The clams aren't happy.
The loon is not crazy.
The friend-in-need, snappish.

The cat piss is not mean.
The thieves are not thick.
The hound's tooth is not clean.
The winks are not quick.

The fiddle is not fit.
The bells, never clear.
The honey's never sweet.
The three-dollar bill, unqueer.

The molasses isn't slow.
The church mouse, not poor.
The mule, not stubborn in toto.
The ceiling's not another's floor.

The bunny isn't dumb.
The toothache doesn't hurt.
The rail is not thinsome.
The soil's not cheap as dirt.

The grass isn't green.
The horses aren't healthy.
Nothing's right about the rain:
God's not in Heaven, all's not OK.


Robert Phillips

Answer 5

I have these feelings, deep inside
feelings that I have to hide
I don't know if he feels that way too
And I don't know what to do
When we're together, I feel uptight
When he's around I feel so right
I dream about what we can do
And all the things we can pursue
I yearn just to feel his touch
And when he leaves, I miss him so much
I want to feel his lips against mine
And feel our bodies intertwine
So for now I'll love him from afar
One day I'll express how special you are
So until then I will retain this rush
And until then I'll contain my crush.

Answer 6

My matter is a scrambled mess
A fustercluck of consciousness
And though I'm ruler of my home
My mind is lost and masterless

Answer 7

Heart, we will forget him, (by Emily Dickinson)
You and I, tonight!
You must forget the warmth he gave,
I will forget the light.

When you have done pray tell me,
Then I, my thoughts, will dim.
Haste! 'lest while you're lagging
I may remember him!

Answer 8

a blonde moment

Answer 9

Good life
Good beat
Good God
Lets eat !

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