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The Solitary Reaper
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Read More"I listened motionless and still;
And as I mounted up the hill,
The music in my heart I bore,
Long after it was heard no more."
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I listened, motionless and still;
And, as I mounted up the hill,
The music in my heart I bore,
Long after it was heard no more.
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William Wordsworth11 0
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening - Robert Frost
Whose woods these are I think I know .
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake .
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.12 1
confused_fly
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Read MoreThis beautiful poem is written by the great, William Wordsworth.
I keep re-reading this one.
It is just amazing, how few words speak to your soul!
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#daffodils #williamwordsworth #originalwork #nature #serendipity #serenity #peace #calmDaffodils
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed-and gazed-but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.13 1 1
Perfect Woman
She was a phantom of delight
When first she gleam'd upon my sight
A lovely apparition, sent
To be a moment's ornament
Her eyes as stars of twilight fair
Like twilight's too, her dusky hair
But all things else about her drawn
From May-time and the cheerful dawn7 0
monishluthra
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Read MoreWordsworth ��
#poetry #love #quotes #sad #art #writersofmirakee #lovequotes #life #like #follow #quote #writer #poem #words #photography #quoteoftheday #poet #inspiration #instagram #motivation #lifequotes #poems #poetsofinstagram #writing #poetrycommunity #inspirationalquotes #quotestoliveby #williamwordsworthThe Lamb With The Lie
My ode to love is a melancholy strain,
Your memories becoming my silent pain.
Every moment i enjoy you are my happy high,
Et tu, brute? The lamb with the lie.
To all your sorrows to all your dejections
To all your madness which i had to avenge,
You gave me the silence,
Token of your new friend is one of the sweetest revenge.
I'm gonna accept your modification your new love interest and this is strange,
I was a rouge on a mission but you were the reason for this entire change.
Worlds on end, your soul my soul
No You no I,
But the body is rigid part of the play
You strong you cry.
The weaker writes
On the sleepless nights and the heart is broken,
Would i go back on the same way on the same road or it was my road not taken.
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the_secret_star
183w
Fill your paper,
with the breathings of your heart
- WILLIAM WORDSWORTH -
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A host of
golden daffodils
outshined when
the sound of silence
turned into
another
voice called
"courage"!!!
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wetrendquotes
201w
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Where is it now, the glory and the dream?
Ye blessed Creatures, I have heard the call
Ye to each other make; I see
The heavens laugh with you in your jubilee;
My heart is at your festival,
My head hath its coronal,
The fulness of your bliss, I feel--I feel it all.
Oh evil day! if I were sullen
While Earth herself is adorning,
This sweet May-morning,
And the Children are culling
On every side,
In a thousand valleys far and wide,
Fresh flowers; while the sun shines warm,
And the Babe leaps up on his Mother's arm:--
I hear, I hear, with joy I hear!
--But there's a Tree, of many, one,
A single Field which I have looked upon,
Both of them speak of something that is gone:
The Pansy at my feet
Doth the same tale repeat:
Whither is fled the visionary gleam?
Where is it now, the glory and the dream?10 2 1
LINES WRITTEN IN EARLY SPRING
I heard a thousand blended notes,
While in a grove I sate reclined,
In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts
bring sad thoughts to the mind.
To her fair works did nature link
The human soul that through me ran ;
And much it grieved my heart to think
What man has made of man.
Through primrose tufts, in that green bower,
The periwinkle trailed its wreaths;
And 'tis my faith that every flower
Enjoys the air it breathes.
The birds around me hopped and played,
Their thoughts i cannot measure--
But the last motion which they made,
It seemed a thrill of pleasure.
The budding twigs spread out their fan,
To catch the breezy air ;
And I must think, do all I can,
That there was pleasure there.
If this belief from heaven be sent,
If such be nature's holy plan,
Have I not reason to lament
What man has made of man?
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writtenright
255w
Read MoreA short poem on Indian Education system. #pod #education #literate #literacy #school #college #socialwork #employed #work #working #readwriteunite #writersnetwork #hashtaggod #mirakee #hashtaggod #poet #poetry #poems #williamwordsworth #shakespeare #literature#followforfollow #repost #quotes #words #love #logophile #books #society #world #hashtags #writingfamily #writers #rhymingscheme #rhymegod #india #bharat #hindi #hindu
THE VOICE OF EVERY INDIAN CHILD
A place where potential is judged by a sheet of paper,
A place where you're compared with your each neighbor,
A place where millions of adolescents are working as cheap labour,
A place labeled Democratic, situated near the equator,
My country, where education means you just have to fill journals,
Where you can score handsome but still unemployed, because you're general,
Where an Engineer is only known by the prefix of his Facebook name,
Because he doesn't know anything cause he was busy with assignments which go in vain,
Where number of pages written matters but not what's known in practical,
Where invention is buried alive, and we are made to think pragmatical,
Where most graduates are generated every other year,
Some go in depression and others die of fear,
Of unemployment, or of the wages which are minimal,
Basic amenities are a real problem, and we're after making india digital,
I don't know when the change will happen in India's education scene,
How many more suicides we will have to be offer to build the reality from a dream.
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writtenright
255w
Read MoreMy Short Poem, Depicting the differences we have created with our own mind. #pod #rwu_elvis #rwu_daymare #readwriteunite #writersnetwork #hashtaggod #mirakee #hashtaggod #poet #poetry #poems #williamwordsworth #shakespeare #literature#followforfollow #repost #quotes #words #love #logophile #books #society #world #hashtags #writingfamily #writers
SOCIETY (The Original Sin)
We create the society,
We demonstrate a society,
We are the society,
So why are we afraid from the society?
When we do the things we want,
Why do we feel so anxiety?
Why are we afraid from the taunts?
Are we the slaves of the society?
Why are we caged in the boundaries?
Why can't we follow our passion?
Why do we have the rotten ethics?
Decorated in the name of 'Religion',
Can't we work as a System?
and stop comparing our skin,
Why can't we forget the rotten norms,
and throw stereotypes in the bin,
How do we expect to go to heaven,
When we judge each other by the clothes we are in,
You know when we made different gods,
that's when we committed The Original Sin.
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writtenright
259w
DAYMARE
I was sleeping, having a dream,
Earth trembling, I could hear the screams,
Somewhere far i saw a little kid,
I went closer to see what he did,
Playing with his toys, he didn't know what's going on,
I bent down to ask him "kid, where is your mom?"
He saw right into my eyes, that's when i thought,
I have seen this kid somewhere, but i forgot,
All of sudden i couldn't believe my eyes,
It was younger me, my heart palpitated in surprise,
I took him in my lap looking for a shelter,
Buildings were falling, sky became pelter,
I ran under a roof and met a new stranger,
He was holding a sign which said danger,
I asked the man if nearby there is any basement,
When i saw his face, i was shook in amazement,
It was my teen self, trying to convey some message,
I didn't understand him, so i took him along my passage,
As we sprinted the path, jumping over the debris,
Huge blocks of concrete were falling like Tetris,
Dodging the hurdles we entered a small door,
Catching our breath and whatsoever was left in the store,
A bed was in front with a person laying atop,
His ECG was dying, and soon it stopped,
I approached towards him with pity, to check his pulse,
The view that i saw hit me like an impulse,
It was me on the bed dying, how could i help,
I turned around to seek for it, and couldn't see the other two myself,
Confused and panicked, I went ahead to give a CPR,
The other me held my hand, his gesture was bizarre,
He smiled and said "Don't worry mate, the time has come",
I felt immense ache in my heart, i became numb,
I plead onto my knees and cried out in despair,
Surprisingly i was not waking up from the dream, i got scared,
i asked him what's happening, please tell me it's just a dream,
He said don't you know when you die you see your life's scenes,
A Thunderstruck, with enormous light, i went blind trying to stare,
The Grim himself held my hand and said "Son, it's reality. Not a Daymare."
©writtenright
