Can't eat, and sleep seems to leave me even more tired than I was when going to bed. Everything's strenuous and I feel physically sick. And emo. Sorry. :P
Anyway, poetic_self had posted this poem which I found myself reading over and over again. So I turned it into 'something'.

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The world goes none the lamer ( Read more... )

I'm rather tired right now, so just another poem by one of my favourite poets...

It is no gift I tender ( Read more... )

Because I liked you better ( Read more... )

The mill-stream, now that noises cease ( Read more... )

another poem by A.E. Housman before I have to go to ruin my day... see ya! :D

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Paul Eluard for a change, lol.

Bonjour Tristesse

Farewell Sadness

Hello Sadness

You are inscribed in the lines on the ceiling

You are inscribed in the eyes that I love

You are not poverty absolutely

Since the poorest of lips denounce you

Ah with a smile

Bonjour Tristesse

Love of kind bodies

Power of love

From which kindness rises

Like a bodiless ( Read more... )

Mmh...I could just declare the December as 'Housman-month'... hehe

If truth in hearts that perish ( Read more... )

it's not the poem I was searching for but another one I like...

There pass the careless people ( Read more... )

uh, I feel sick... I guess I've eaten too much yesterday... bet you wanted to know that, eh? hehe

anyway, here's another one of my favourite poems... this time by Dylan Thomas

( And Death Shall Have No Dominion )