Classic poem of the day
1.
For what the World admires I'll wish no more,
Nor court that airy nothing of a Name:
Such flitting Shadows let the Proud adore,
Let them be Suppliants for an empty Fame.
2.
If Reason rules within, and keeps the Throne,
While the inferior Faculties obey,
And all her Laws without Reluctance own,
Accounting none more fit, m......
Member poem of the day
Envisage it, there is, A certain space Where rest and serene unheard-of resides... A hole for you Up beneath; the living dead domain On, in, and under the dark crust. Once breathed last, Now spirit depart hence And body awakes now Wrapped in necrosis souvenir In the rectangular depth. Tis' six feet...no more, no less Then you know, there is A certain hole for you.
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