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Ain't It? at allpoetry
Love's a funny thing, ain't it?
Creeps around until your life is tainted
Love at allpoetry
at night the stars shine above
yet all of this means nothing
Triangles at allpoetry
From which edge will I fall
Which corner will cut my heart out

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on The Way Through The Woods by Rudyard Kipling, on May 23, 2007
the woods seem almost to me an old mans memory. at first knowing so clear what it is he wants from life but soon life cluttered it with all sorts of brush and change. but in his dreams he knows...
on Carpe Diem by Robert Frost, on May 23, 2007
This poem at first seemed a bit confusing to me. but as i think on it, i find it makes more sense. however bustling and busy the present is. it is the present, and if you are to focused on the future, eventually there will be no past for you didnt take it in while it was the present. happiness is in the present, only a residue is left behind as time fades away.
on A Red, Red Rose by Robert Burns, on May 23, 2007
This poem is absolutley marvelous. I have to say though how fleeting roses are and how quickly music passes by, lasting forever only in memory. But it also shows how devoted the young man can be if he is determined in his love, however fleeting in reality, for a memory stands until somthing disprooves it.
on The Lily by William Blake, on December 14, 2006
The double meanings of this peom are really astounding. What I see is a portrayed meaning of the love of an innocent child. or something like that...