Classic poem of the day
Cupid , because thou shin'st in Stella 's eyes,
That from her locks, thy day-nets, none 'scapes free,
That those lips swell, so full of thee they be,
That her sweet breath makes oft thy flames to rise,
That in her breast thy pap well sugared lies,
That her grace gracious makes thy wrongs, that she,
What words so e'er she speaks, persuades for thee,
That her clear voice lifts thy fame to the skies:
Thou countest S......
Member poem of the day
Hello Pain, my old friend
I see that we’re here again
Guardians of the night
As the world softly sleeps
We’ve come to know each other well over the years
I sit back now and remember the nights that I fought you
Kicked and screamed and refused to accept you as friend
You were my enemy in those days
One to fight in any way that I possibly could
I tried everything
I ignored you, you just became more insistent
I medicated......
