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Question:Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Robert Frost's The Road Not Taken

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand--
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep
While I weep--while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
_One_ from the pitiless wave?
Is _all_ that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?

Edgar Allan Poe's A Dream Within A Dream

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7 days without soccer makes one weak


Best Answer - Chosen by Asker: Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Robert Frost's The Road Not Taken

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand--
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep
While I weep--while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
_One_ from the pitiless wave?
Is _all_ that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?

Edgar Allan Poe's A Dream Within A Dream

~sig~
7 days without soccer makes one weak

try mine :-))
label poezie (poetry in romanian).
http://toma-calin86.blogspot.com/
don't worry, some (most) of my poems are in english :-))

And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our souls
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How everything still turns to gold
When all is one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll
- Stairway to Heaven by Led Zeppelin

No reason to get excited
The thief he kindly spoke
There are many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke
But you and I we've been through that
And this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now
The hours getting late
- All Along the Watchtower by Bob Dylan

I am too alone in the world, and yet not alone enough
to make every hour holy.
I am too small in the world, and yet not tiny enough
just to stand before you like a thing,
dark and shrewd.
I want my will, and I want to be with my will
as it moves towards deed;
and in those quiet, somehow hesitating times,
when something is approaching,
I want to be with those who are wise
or else alone.
I want always to be a mirror that reflects your whole being,
and never to be too blind or too old
to hold your heavy, swaying image.
I want to unfold.
Nowhere do I want to remain folded,
because where I am bent and folded, there I am lie.
And I want my meaning
true for you. I want to describe myself
like a painting that I studied
closely for a long, long time,
like a word I finally understood,
like the pitcher of water I use every day ,
like the face of my mother,
like a ship
that carried me
through the deadliest storm of all.

-- Rainer Maria Rilke

Thought I would contribute ... God Bless.

the saddest thing I ever did see
Was a woopecker peckin at a plastic tree
He looked at me
And said
"Brother things just ain't what they used to be"

shel silverstein

I really love this one: In order to be irreplaceble, one must always be different!

And my second favourite: You don't need to know everything in life. Just the things you need to be happy!

and last but not least: Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.