Classic poem of the day
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Deare eyes farewell, my Sunne once, now my end,
While your kinde willing grace I felt, all joy
In soule I knew withdrawne, you now destroy
The house that being gave to loves best friend.
You now alas to other objects bend
That warmth of blisse which best delights enjoy,
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Member poem of the day
From a dot to a line.... From a drop to a lake I progressed, bit by bit. Cleaving through light and darkness, Silence and noise, Colours and blindness, I inched ahead, rather intrepidly. I found love and lost Like a date buried in history Like a life laid to rest In the bosom of the grave. Perfidy and profanity Impaired my fortitude at times But I ambled assiduously Like the army of tiny ants Continuing the gait As though it was an inveterate habit. Slowly I was clutched In the......
