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I want something deep like a really good poem for my Facebook status got any? - scrawnyafterthought686 - 11-09-2012 04:53 PM
i want sumthin with a meaning just sumthin deep for my Facebook status!!! thx
- tinyclover869 - 11-09-2012 05:02 PM
Dickinson has good, deep poems. http://www.eliteskills.com/a/Emily+Dickinson
Maybe this would be inappropriate:
I'm nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there's a pair of us -- don't tell!
They'd advertise -- you know!
How dreary to be somebody!
How public like a frog
To tell one's name the livelong day
To an admiring bog!
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If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life the aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in vain.
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I dwell in Possibility--
A fairer House than Prose--
More numerous of Windows--
Superior--for Doors--
Of Chambers as the Cedars--
Impregnate of Eye--
And for an Everlasting Roof
The Gambrels of the Sky--
Of Visitors--the fairest
For Occupation--This--
The spreading wide my narrow Hands
To gather Paradise--
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A solemn thing--it was--I said--
A woman--white--to be--
And wear--if God should count me fit--
Her blameless mystery--
A hallowed thing--to drop a life
Into the purple well--
Too plummetless--that it return--
Eternity--until--
I pondered how the bliss would look--
And would it feel as big--
When I could take it in my hand--
As hovering--seen--through fog--
And then--the size of this "small" life--
The Sages--call it small--
Swelled--like Horizons--in my vest--
And I sneered--softly--"small"!
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'Tis Opposites -- entice --
Deformed Men -- ponder Grace --
Bright fires -- the Blanketless --
The Lost -- Day's face --
The Blind -- esteem it be
Enough Estate -- to see --
The Captive -- strangles new --
For deeming -- Beggars -- play --
To lack -- enamor Thee --
Tho' the Divinity --
Be only
Me --
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Much madness is divinest Sense--
To a discerning Eye---
Much Sense--the starkest Madness---
'Tis the Majority---
In this, as All, prevail---
Assent--and you are sane---
Demur--you're straightway dangerous---
And handled with a Chain--
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I died for Beauty--but was scarce
Adjusted in the Tomb
When One who died for Truth, was lain
In an adjoining Room--
He questioned softly "Why I failed?"
"For Beauty," I replied--
"And I--for Truth--Themself are One--
We Brethren are," He said--
And so, as Kinsmen, met at Night--
We talked between the Rooms--
Until the Moss had reached our lips--
And covered up--our names--