Weekly Contest
Classic poem of the day
Methought I walked a dismal place
Dim horrors all around;
The air was thick with many a face,
And black as night the ground.
I saw a monster come with speed,
Its face of grimmliest green,
On human beings used to feed,
Most dreadful to be seen.
I could not speak, I could not fly,
I fell down in that place,
I saw the monster's horrid eye
Come leering in my face!
Amidst my scarcely-stifled groans,
Amidst my moanings deep,
I heard a voice, " Wake! Mr. Jones,
You're screaming in your sleep! "
member poem of the day
I wish that time were a car,
We could switch to reverse,
To remove or relive memories,
That often feel like a curse.
If we had never met,
There’d be nothing to miss,
But I still recall those times,
When life was pure bliss.
Wrapped up in your arms,
Safe, cozy, and warm,
Little did I know—
Calm before the storm.
Now the storm has passed,
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