What's your favourite poem?

Question: What's your favourite poem!?
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"A Brave and Startling Truth" & "Still I Rise" by Maya Angelou are my all-time favorites, but the poem that is tied around my heart like a bow today is "To a Skylark" by William Wordsworth!. My nickname is Skylark, & my thoughtful, sweethearted boyfriend just sent the poem to me!.

To A Skylark

UP with me! up with me into the clouds!
For thy song, Lark, is strong;
Up with me, up with me into the clouds!
Singing, singing,
With clouds and sky about thee ringing,
Lift me, guide me till I find
That spot which seems so to thy mind!
I have walked through wildernesses dreary
And to-day my heart is weary;
Had I now the wings of a Faery,
Up to thee would I fly!.
There is madness about thee, and joy divine
In that song of thine;
Lift me, guide me high and high
To thy banqueting-place in the sky!.
Joyous as morning
Thou art laughing and scorning;
Thou hast a nest for thy love and thy rest,
And, though little troubled with sloth,
Drunken Lark! thou would'st be loth
To be such a traveller as I!.
Happy, happy Liver,
With a soul as strong as a mountain river
Pouring out praise to the Almighty Giver,
Joy and jollity be with us both!
Alas! my journey, rugged and uneven,
Through prickly moors or dusty ways must wind;
But hearing thee, or others of thy kind,
As full of gladness and as free of heaven,
I, with my fate contented, will plod on,
And hope for higher raptures, when life's day is done!.

You can read the other poems I mentioned at
http://www!.inspirationpeak!.com/poetry/br!.!.!.

~PaxWww@QuestionHome@Com

I don't have a favourite, there are far to many poems from different poets i love for different reasons!. At the moment my favourite poem is this one by Lucretia Maria Davidson written when she was 16!.

Death by Lucretia Maria Davidson

The destroyer cometh; his footstep is light
He marketh the threshold of sorrow at night
He steals like a thief over the fond one's repose
And chills the warm tide from the heart as it flows

His throne is the tomb, and a pestilent breath
Walks forth on the night wind, the herald of death!
His couch is the bier, and the dark weeds of woe
Are the curtains which shroud joy's deadliest foe!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

Invictus by William Ernest Henley

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul!.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud!.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed!.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid!.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate;
I am the captain of my soul!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

"Cutters lullaby" by Tamara minaoui

Go to sleep, and close your eyes,
And dream of broken butterflies
That tore their wings against a thorn!.
You know the pain that they have borne!.

Silver metal, shine so bright!.
Scarlet blood, that feels so right!.
Dream of that blood trickling down,
And wake up just before you drown!.

The moonlight's shining off your tears
As you bleed out your own worst fears!.
So tonight when you start to cry
Whisper the cutters' lullaby:

Hushabye baby, you're almost dead!.
You don't have a pulse and your pillow is red!.
Your family hates you, your friends let you bleed!.
Sleep tight with a knife, cause it's all that you need!.

Rockabye baby, broken and scarred!.
You didn't know that life would be this hard!.
Time to end the pain that you hid so well,
And down will come baby, straight back to hellWww@QuestionHome@Com

Time Tested Beauty Tips
by Sam Levenson

For attractive lips,
Speak words of kindness!.

For lovely eyes,
Seek out the good in people!.

For a slim figure,
Share your food with the hungry!.

For beautiful hair,
Let a child run his or her fingers through it once a day!.

For poise,
Walk with the knowledge you'll never walk alone!.

People, even more than things, have to be restored,
renewed, revived, reclaimed and redeemed;
Never throw out anybody!.

Remember, if you ever need a helping hand,
you'll find one at the end of your arm!.

As you grow older you will discover that you have two hands;
one for helping yourself,
the other for helping others!.

This poem is often linked to Audrey Hepburn!.!.!.this is the guy who actually wrote it!. Enjoy!!Www@QuestionHome@Com

michael i cant believe you :0 he stole my poem and b4 he said he didnt like it im shocked anyway!.

Envy Of The Lost Rose

To be in love is what she sought,
At least that's what she thought,
Now she loves all by chance,
It's nothing like true romance,

Hopes held high, till the very end,
Calm and unaware of what was about to attend,
A deed worse than any petty crime,
He had lost her heart for the final time,

Now she knows what she has done,
All she can do is try and run,
What she did was follow her heart,
Now it's left all broken apart,

Wishing not to die in shame,
Wanting to be all the same,
Looking down beneath the skies,
Nothing but her faintly cries,

Her heart was lost as soon as it was found,
Sinking into her fate, until she drowned,
Nothing left to embrace,
Except the bitter envy across her face,Www@QuestionHome@Com

"She walks in beauty" By lord Byron

She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow'd to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies!.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impair'd the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling place!.

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!Www@QuestionHome@Com

Chocolate-Covered Dreams

In my chocolate covered dreams,
I sample
Nougat-filled, mouth-watering
Nightly confections,
Syrup from cherries staining
My sated mouth,
Dark, bitter chocolate
In tantalizing shapes,
Buttery fudge,
Lumpy with wonderful walnuts,
All there for me to choose!.
Shelves overflow as I sleep,
Small candy kisses spilling
Into each dream segment,
Truffles in delicious paper pockets,
Clouds of coconut covered
With thin, shiny chocolate wraps,
Toffee crunchy enough to waken me,
Caramels hiding like secrets
Within folds of sweet milk chocolate,
Raisins, plump and healthy
Basking in little dots of chocolate,
Topless strawberries
Wearing dark chocolate underpants,
Clusters of peanuts hiding together
Within safe mounds of chocolate!.
You say this is only a dream,
But can you explain why my scales
Show a weight gain each morning
And my pillow smells suspiciously
Like a Milky Way!?

- Raynette EitelWww@QuestionHome@Com

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