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Life and death in poetry

"Do you know? There's a praying mantis here out on the back steps, and I haven't seen one since 1947! Do you want to come and have a look?" On the stairs of her son's cottage in a central Auckland suburb, Fleur Adcock, the intermittently Kiwi poet, admires ...

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Ogaden: Death Of Poet Abdullahi Mo’alin

The well-known Somali poet Abdullahi Mo’alin passed away last Friday. Not only will he be remembered as one of the pioneers of Somali poetry, but he will also be recalled for the political impact of its poem. Below is an article published by ...

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Bringing the Truth to Neruda’s Death

The recent court-ordered exhumation of his remains may throw light on the real cause of death of Pablo Neruda ... The Spanish Civil War, during which his friend, the great Spanish poet Federico Garcia Lorca, was murdered, had a profound ...

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Death of Poet Pablo Neruda’ Arouses Controversy

1971 Nobel Prize in Literature Pablo Neruda's death has left a hole in the hearts of those who admire the poets' brilliance. Pablo Neruda is known for his love poems and leftist ideals. His death on September 23 1973 aroused suspicion on the ...

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Urdu poet Hasrat Mohani death anniversary observed

ISLAMABAD: Hasrat Mohani (1875 - 1951), a romantic poet of Urdu language, journalist, politician, parliamentarian and a fearless freedom fighter of Indian Sub- continent remembered on Monday on his death anniversary ... Mohani's poetry), Sharh-e-Kalam ...

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Revisiting Federico Garcia Lorca in a novel -- and in the writer's own voice

The great poet and playwright Federico Garcia Lorca was already one of Spain's most popular writers when he was executed by right-wing militiamen in 1936 at the beginning of the Spanish Civil ... including a description of the body of a banker ...

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Taylor Mead, Bohemian and Actor, Dies at 88

Taylor Mead, a poet, actor and exuberant bohemian who collaborated with Andy Warhol in the 1960s to nurture a new approach to making movies — sometimes spontaneously, always inexpensively (hand-held 16-millimeter cameras sufficed) and brashly ...

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Sylvia Plath poem written two weeks before she died reveals 'disturbed' state of mind

But in January 1963, just two weeks before her death, it was dramatically rewritten ... “The description in her poem of the heaven towards she was being inexorably drawn as 'fatherless' strikes right to the very core of Sylvia Plath's being.

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Tribute to legendary poet Kaifi Azmi at his death anniversary

Lucknow: Resurrection through poetry, an event to commemorate the death anniversary of renowned Poet, Kaifi azmi, father of famous actress Shabana azmi, was organized by All India Kaifi Azmi Academy (AIKAA), with the support of Uttar Pradesh ...

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The Truth About Sex and Poetry: Interview With Alex Dimitrov, Author of Begging For It

In his debut collection Begging for It (Four Way Books, March 12), Alex Dimitrov gives expression to a voice that ... And poetry is able to hold all of them without diminishing their reality, without making a spectacle out of them. I always think of ...

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Death Poems Questions asked

Open Question: w.b . yeats creates tension between the real world and the ideal world?

Poems i have studied are september 1913 .. The Lake Isle of Innisfree .. The wild swans of coole .. Easter 1916 .. An irishman foresees his death .. sailing to Byzantium.. ive to write a essay on this with reference to my text and im totally stuck ..Please Help more

Resolved Question: "Halos of Infinity"...would you be so kind as to c/c this poem?

. Into the air, approaching escape velocity, thorns are at large. Welcoming, welcoming homeward bound. I bleed, I cry, I scream at dawn's revolution in terms it can understand. None hear me. I am alone with thorns. Why do they pierce my eyes and mind this early? They should still be attached. Not to me, to the sky for which they travel. I wave goodbye. They have reached destinations of farewell, in blood. What did I do to thorns. They linger grotesquely. Stars are rupturing their halos in welcome. Thorns rule today, from halfway to the stars. Indecently, my brothers are waiting. Two lives shattered. I will not cry when they die. . more

Resolved Question: Can I get some epic poem ideas please?

I'm a poet with writers block. Any ideas would be helpful. I'm best at sad poetry. more

Open Question: What do you think this poem means?

Defending The Land We watched as those we love died standing In the heart, a love stronger than death In the head, a thought larger than the head This too is defending the land Frightening are the warriors beneath the ground, soldiers of defence, A source of strength should the living falter This too is defending the land. A great word grows not from the heart nor from the head But from the ground, like a plant or a flower This too is defending the land The struggling seed thinks flower The day thinks sun This too is defending the land The extent of the land behind us Is the extent of our strength This too is defending the land more

Resolved Question: What is the theme of F. Scott Fitzgerald's book "Tender is the Night"?

My teacher says that the theme is always in the title, but I don't see one that fits the story. more

Open Question: can you help me on this Sonnet ? please i cant seam to figure this out at all.?

Two households, both alike in dignity, In fair Verona, where we lay our scene, From ancient grudge break to new mutiny, Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. From forth the fatal loins of these two foes 5 A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life; Whose misadventured piteous overthrows Do with their death bury their parents' strife. The fearful passage of their death-mark'd love, And the continuance of their parents' rage, 10 Which, but their children's end, nought could remove, Is now the two hours' traffic of our stage; The which if you with patient ears attend, What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend. What is the purpose of this Prologue? two kids are killing themselves parents are fighting audience is being told what will happen during this play chorus is singing POINT VALUE: 6 points What is the SUBJECT or focus of this poem? the audience the actors secrets why families make peace POINT VALUE: 6 points To whom is this poem addressed? Romeo and Juliet those who are confused those who are in love those reading/attending the play POINT VALUE: 6 points Lines 13 and 14 rhyme; this kind of POETIC DEVICE is known as the oxymoron allusion stanza couplet POINT VALUE: 6 points According to the poem, what action causes the two fighting households to finally make peace? Romeo and Juliet marry. There is too much bloodshed. Romeo and Juliet kill themselves. The prince orders it. POINT VALUE: 6 points According to the poem, how long will this play last? all day two hours four hours less than one hour POINT VALUE: 6 points Who must have "patient" ears (line 13), in order to understand the play? the audience the actors the families the chorus POINT VALUE: 6 points To what does the word "toil" (line 14) refer in this poem? the actor's job cleaning hard manual labor pain of Romeo and Juliet POINT VALUE: 6 points The first four lines of this poem comprise a: sonnet quatrain metaphor refrain POINT VALUE: 6 points From the information provided in the sonnet, the author wants the audience to know that both families are justified in their feud one family is clearly the victor both families suffer because of their feud one family is clearly the loser POINT VALUE: 6 points Which line uses ALLITERATION to create a song-like effect by repeating a certain sound? line 3 line 11 line 15 line 5 POINT VALUE: 6 points Who are the "star-cross'd lovers" (line 6) in this poem? the audience the parents Romeo and Juliet all young people POINT VALUE: 6 points Line 5 is an example of which POETIC DEVICE? refrain alliteration simile personification POINT VALUE: 6 points How many LINES are there in a sonnet? 12 14 No rule applies It varies POINT VALUE: 6 points What is the rhyme scheme of a sonnet? aabbccddeeffgg abcdefghefggg abcbabcbefefgg ababcdcdefefgg POINT VALUE: 6 points SHORT RESPONSE QUESTION: Respond in a few sentences to ONE of the following questions. Label your answer either "A" or "B." A. In what way does the Prologue's sonnet express FORESIGHT as it tells of the play which is about to unfold? B. Compare the young lovers' conflict with either a fictional or real-life conflict involving the heart. more

Resolved Question: What can be added or changed in these two poems?

I was bored so I created some poems. poem 1 So far from home So close to the enemy We who are destined to roam Must satisfy our levy Forced to do battle Forced to find glory We who die like cattle Will be remembered in stories Defiant before death We take our last breaths Yet, we weep, we weep, For it’s time to go to sleep end Poem 2 There’s a rose that grows in no-mans land. Abandoned in the Valley of Shadow No blade of grass, nor leaf, nor tree. Though it’s sprayed with tears, it will live for many years, It’s the one rose that every soldier knows When very lights are shining There’s a rose that grows in no-mans land. And when you start advancing you start to see. The wounded hanging on wire. It’s the rose of no-mans land The twisted shapes that were once men Abandoned in the Valley of Shadow end more

Open Question: need help im FAILING)*:?

Explain the similarities and the differences between the way Dylan Thomas and Alfred Lord Tennyson use figurative language to describe death in their poems. more

Open Question: HELP SMART PEOPLE 4 TEN POINTS!!!?

Explain the similarities and the differences between the way Dylan Thomas and Alfred Lord Tennyson use figurative language to describe death in their poems. more

Open Question: Literature Help Please:) 10 points rewarded?

Explain the similarities and the differences between the way Dylan Thomas and Alfred Lord Tennyson use figurative language to describe death in their poems. more

Open Question: poem: She is Just Away?

in the death of a loved one this is a wonderful poem more

Resolved Question: Would you read this poem and give me your thoughts?

How like the earth is my mental desire To rise from chaos then flung into space Circle the learned to whom I inquire Answer the riddle of man and his place Striding the kingdom as if we create All shall be captured by judgment and will While we count the days as such is our fate Lust for eternity is never fullfilled Flight from the truth as we fight to acquire Trying to own what can never be owned Life is finite and then cast in the fire Ends in the earth and its kettles of bones Answer the reason why we live in fear Death a companion we always have nearRayven glad to hear from you again, my poem wasn'tabout the spiritual plane rather the physical...Geminisi this poem isn't about religion or God, it's about man more

Resolved Question: Help please. I don't understand poem?

This is the poem: All day long they lie on the straight rows of white beds or sit in the heavy-duty wheelchairs pushed out into the breezy sunshine of the gardens. Resigned to the prisons of their own failing bodies, they drift in and out of the haze of senility, half-forgetting themselves In the patient wait for death. Still the bright-eyed teenagers come, on Saturday mornings, by the busloads, sent by their schools on compulsory excursions to learn the meaning of compassion as outlined in the CCA syllabus. They bring gifts of Khong Guan biscuits, they help to mow the lawns, they clap their hands performing happy songs and valiantly they attempt the old dialects trying to communicate. Later they will clamber noisily back up the departing school buses, and next week in class they will write startlingly similar essays on what a meaningful, memorable experience they had at the old folks' home last week My teacher say that the tone of the writer is sarcasm and she goes ob saying the irony, but i don't what she's talking about. Please someone help me. I appreciate your help :)Btw, @Rainy, the author is gilbert koh, as @synopsis had stated. more

Resolved Question: What is the title and poet who wrote a poem about children dying?

I think it has something like an A is for.... who died (cause of death) B is for .... who died (cause of death) I came across it, but I couldn't find it on the web, even if I type these exact words. It's not giving me anything!Nope... these are children who died brutal deaths, and I looked up Jonathan Swift and not one title rings a bell. The lines include something like this:like A is for Agnes who got chopped up in the woodsB is for Butch, who slipped and fellC is for Charlie, who drowned in the riverD is for Daphne who drank lye. Again, this is NOT the exact lines, but it seems something like that. more

Resolved Question: I need a good book for a 14 year old?

I'm a 14 year old boy and I'm a better than average reader. more

Open Question: What poetic devices are used in this poem "Humanity i love you" by e.e cummings?

Humanity i love you because you would rather black the boots of success than enquire whose soul dangles from his watch-chain which would be embarrassing for both parties and because you unflinchingly applaud all songs containing the words country home and mother when sung at the old howard Humanity i love you because when you’re hard up you pawn your intelligence to buy a drink and when you’re flush pride keeps you from the pawn shop and because you are continually committing nuisances but more especially in your own house Humanity i love you because you are perpetually putting the secret of life in your pants and forgetting it’s there and sitting down on it and because you are forever making poems in the lap of death Humanity i hate you Is the first stanza a metaphor?Okay so if the first stanza isn't a metaphor what is it? I understand the poem but what poetic devices are used? What are they called? more

Open Question: How do you like this poem?

Our peninsula has been invaded, Our bodies are ashen and bleeding, Our nation is being desecrated, And our time on earth is fleeting. But we don't stop fighting, And not one of our soldiers, Is retreating. We can feel the invader begin to panic, Haha! Our warriors, Have started the new havoc! The invader had toppled countless nations, From Afghanistan, to Vietnam , and Iraq But, we are still here, we fend off the attack! And as our soldiers, kill more of the enemy, We realize, there is no turning back I see a worthless insect, Who fights for the red, white and blue, So I feel no regrets, as I pulverize it, To death with my shoe. But, I cannot savor the moment, For in the burning air, I hear it, A helicopter! Which brings death and despair. But me and my brethren, fight on For We see it, but we do not care The last thing I will see, is that vile flag Painted on it's side. The shame of defeat, It had now come to hide. With a click, and a clack It starts to attack, it fires a missile And we cannot fire back. As I lay here, I am dying, But my bloodshed was not in vain, There are no tears, no crying! For the attack had failed, I am not lying. With pain in my cheeks, I look up to see, An Iranian air force unit, Had come to help us, in our quest to be free. more

Open Question: What is wrong with me?

I wanna know whats wrong with me.  I like to keep myself busy to distract me, I could be absolutely fine and then suddenly get really depressed. My low episodes can last between an hour to a couple months mabey they're sometimes triggered usually its not, I woukd just crash after a high. Im 18 and this has been happening for 4 years. During the lows I can become obssessed with death and pain towards myself and I get tormented by lies that I know arent true but I believe them because I dont have the will to fight them anymore, I tend to isolate myself, I think of myself as a burden to people, I get very irratable, I also self harm and I can be suicidal (Ive overdosed twice in the last 6 months). In the high I would be really hyper and over confident, I would feel like I can do anything and I take one so much more, I also tend to be more creative in a high I would draw, write songs and poems. Like I said this started 4 years ago when it did start the highs and lows changed mabey 3-4 times a year but over time the change in my moods are alot more frequent it usually changes within hours to mabey weeks. These constant changes between high and low is ruining my life. Its impulsive and its almost had me kicked outta collage never mind the risk of killing myself. I am seeing a counselor, but I just can't take knowing theres something not and not knowing what it is. And every doctor Ive spoke to doesnt seem to hear me. I need to know whats wrong with me?! more

Open Question: Dear lovely death poem analysis?

Can someone explain this poem to me,the meaning,theme,what's it about etc ?? Much appreciated,thank you!!!Dear lovely deathThat taketh all things under wing-Never to kill-Only to changeInto some other thingThis suffering flesh,To make it either more or less,Yet not again the same-Dear lovely death, Change is thy other name. more

Resolved Question: what is the theme of Edgar Allan Poe's poem, the premature burial?

What the title says.The theme is different from what the story is about. And hey wise crack, DUH! Thanks for playing. more

Open Question: Devil and the Goddess In this I try to depict the rapists. What do you think about this poem?

The inwards outward pull of mind sure has its way It can make you believe in night being better than day Twisted shanties one has put in his peaceful mind To make his young dreams sleep in them before the grind The grind of the conscience which one has to bear What’s in front, right, left and which thought should be rear The 50 shades of gray come out at times when all alone Mind gets dissected and regenerates into its own evil clone Wavy patterns of thoughts bring about a drastic change In the way we see things known, the unknown and the strange For what is known might become untrue in a hazy brain The parched sky in the desert of heart might see some rain Strange becomes familiar in a way you have not known Things never existed have in leaps and bounds grown Heat is the love now and the trance venom is an ally Blue is the color of earth and blood red is the sky He feels high on the thirst which quenches by the explicit Scenes which made him moaned and cry are now on exhibit He feels pleasure in the pain which once he resented Mutation of mind brings out the creature, the shadow fermented Black eyes glimmering as the black pearls of the sea White tongue plastered with red blood which is free Kundalini sleeps because of sedatives he drank Tombstone rises with the shrieks he skillfully sang Lustful mouth begins to wander mercilessly to catch a pray What was once afraid of the light is now out in the day As if a hyena is on the prowl, growling, watching and waiting Sinister vision x rays what chances he has by carefully abating Then he is bedazzled by the profane picture he sees in his mind Mission of analysis changes into attack on a soul which is blind The dark soul does not even care about the feminine side of lord Assaults, rapes, and then does the despicable of cutting her chord With no respect to how little the young goddess is He just enjoys the mourning and for him it’s bliss The poor soul departs since she cannot bear the brunt The creature does a victory lap on the deadly hunt Part 2 These acts awaken the power residing in heaven up above He becomes the slayer which is cruel and forgets all the love Taking his vengeance on the dark soul for the young goddess He takes the avatar of creature of death, as if to impress To impress death itself is such fearful my master’s sight is Taller than the tallest brick such of my master’s height is Such blistering is the aura of that blood demanding incarnation So fierce is my lord that nothing now is left to imagination He manifests now into Kali with her red eyes and rumbling breath The weapons of destruction glitter in the eight hand of goddess of death Twirling blood red tongue, heart piercing is her death vision She blows her conch and starts the inevitable mission Of bringing death to the dark soul which killed the young spirit Of beheading this serpent to complete this task is she rigid She takes one blow and the head of the demon separates Then she takes her fangs and into the demons body she penetrates And rips apart his heart out by cutting his very blood chord But this does not cools her anger such angry is my lord Then all I could do was to pray for her to be at ease And hope she forgives us others to have conceived this disease Yes it is us as well who have no right to be called alive If not then why is that when things happen only then for them we drive My lord you are the creator and you yourself are the destroyer You are slayer of the demons and you take us humans higher I hope she is not angry anymore with us for this reason I hope we in her eyes are not the ones, the cause of treason For the lord’s goddess is pure and she brings justice to all She is the soothing hymn and she is in everyone tall and small So I pray with my hands fold and eyes closed uttering her name Please blossom your spirit in us mother and save us the shame. more

Open Question: Help on how to start this compare and contrast essay?

I need to do a compare and contrast essay. I decided to write about Emily Dickinson's Because I Could Not Stop for Death and Edwin Arlington Robinson's Richard Cory. When I choose these I knew exactly what to write, but now I kinda had a brain fart. Can you give me a few similarities and differences between the two poems please. Thank you! :) more

Open Question: What do you think of my poem?

I don’t want to write another song Or sad sonnet, or rhyme or line I want to hold your hand, and dream of life Before death and poetry kill us So lock your gaze with mine And sing soft melodies That doesn't rhyme about a broken heart Or a dream deferred and forgotten long ago I won’t tell you what love is In another slew of pointless words Just lie in my arms, and stare at the stars And forget about love songs. -- I know it's kind of stupid to write a poem saying I don't want to write another poem, but It just kind of came to me so I wrote it down more

Open Question: what are some poems about west side story maria character and Juliet from romeo and juliet ?

i am doing a school project and i have to right a poem about the love, rivalries and deaths in these two stories , West side story and romeo and Juliet. the poem has to be about what Maria from west side story and Juliet from romeo and Juliet went through , with there love and families. i need help bad ! more

Open Question: Can Someone Please Help Me?

I'm doing some Academic American Literature homework & I'm just about finish, but I am stuck on a couple of questions on inverted text & the effects of it from, Emily Dickinson's poem Because I Could Not Stop For Death" I need help please! more

Open Question: Can you plagiarize yourself?

I have a final paper coming up for a class on Milton, and it's supposed to be 15-17 pages...AKA THE DEATH OF ME. The topic I'm doing is mythology in Milton, and in the same class we had to write another paper back in the beginning of the semester. The topic was different but I did point out the mythology in certain poems of it too. Basically in this paper there will be repeated information from the first paper. We didn't turn it in electronically, I handed it in person and got an A, he gave it back. He reads hundreds of papers a day and admits to not remembering them. Is it okay to copy and paste some of my past paragraphs and incorporate them into the essay? It's the same info anyway, same sources, same examples. Is this unethical? more

Resolved Question: "The Ones With The Most TDs Get The BA"...is this yet another free-verse-non-existent poem?

. Saladin Chumba passed Gibreel Farishta on the way down from Flight 420, laughing, goofing off, making plans for their day. Pan Am plane in two parts, gone. Thirty thousand feet down/up in air. Lockerby's sky lit in human meteorites. Rushdie knew where he was going with this book. Gonna read it twice. Oh so nice. Having literate people on the steeple of poetry. Just so you'd know. 15 times these two 'survivors' of that disaster change ideologies, professions, costumes, and if you are not careful, the horde of endless people walking into the skull, could be on justanothyerholiday. Except the skull's mouth, teethed, closes forever. Who ya gonna call? Ghostbusters? .Please take my advice, counsel, and read The Satanic Verses, online for free. It will help with your understanding of how foul Islam is. So why don't the good Muslims ever stand together against the bad ones, eh?Gerald---got a surprise for you. more

Resolved Question: Battling the Boys of Benghazi: is this poem true?

The Battling Boys of Benghazi Anonymous Marine Corps Officer We're the Battling Boys of Benghazi, No Fame, No Glory, No Paparazzi, Just a fiery death in a blazing hell, Defending the country we loved so well. It wasn't our job, but we answered the call, Fought to the consulate, and scaled the wall. We pulled twenty countrymen from the jaws of fate, Led them to safety, and stood at the gate. Just the two of us, and foes by the score, But we stood fast, to bar the door, Three calls for reinforcement, but all were denied, So we fought and we fought, and we fought till we died. We gave our all for our Uncle Sam, But Barack Obama didn't give a damn. Just two dead SEAL's, who carried the load, No Thanks To Us -- We were just "Bumps in the Road." more

Resolved Question: Do you like this poem I made about Hurricane Sandy?

It's kind of a song as well, and used with the tune of "Mandy" by barry manilow The Lord gave you a blessed life... But instead you went for sin and vice... Made your flag a god Your children without hope, Crying in the night Proud sin unending We warned you of the coming day... Angry people passed our way... Looking to the skies We see God’s wrath pouring But we never realized How happy you’d make us, oh Sandy! Well you came and you left devastation God sent you this way, oh Sandy... And you smacked all the land, left it shaking Set new records today, oh Sandy! Those sparred can still obey Heed the warning words today Doom is on the way; much worse is coming The fear is in their eyes The death toll’s rising, oh Sandy... more

Resolved Question: Classical:Are there any Classical pieces based on works of art?

Like a painting, sculpture, building, ect? BQ:Opinions of Michelangelo? BQ2:Opinions? http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1384/995851770_1c3114573e_z.jpg?zz=1 more

Open Question: Charge of the light brigade?

In the poem "The Charge of the light brigade" by Alfred Tennyson, is the "valley of death" a reference to the bible? Also, why is "rode the six hundred" repeated? Any helpful answers appreciated.Obviously I'm on the internet because I've already looked in an english book and the answer isn't there? Stop wasting your time bro and get off my question if you got nothing helpful to say more

Open Question: Help me revise my sonnet poem?

For class I have to write an Italian (Petrarchan) Sonnet with these standards: ABBA ABBA CDCD EE rhyme scheme 10 syllables per line 14 lines: first 8 introduce problem, last 6 provide solution my teacher didn't say anything about iambic pentameter, so I don't think that matters here. I wrote this, but I know it's awkward and needs revising. Obesity is leading cause of death Burger King, McDonalds, Wendy’s as well Ordering apple sticks topped with carmel Sodium, heart disease, you’re out of breath? High blood pressure generates heart attacks Type 2 diabetes rise from fat gain and you know what they say, no gain no pain Arteries clogging from build-up of plaque The things needed most are veggies and fruits Exercise for a healthy lifesty’le Get off the couch , put the TV on mute Go for a run maybe even a mile Eating fast food will take days from your life That’s thy notion on obesity strife. (T’is thy thoughts on the obesity strife.) haven't decided which to use for the last line ^ ^ ^ ^ and yeah, I know it's 'no pain no gain'. I was just making wordplay. more

Resolved Question: How to cope with putting a dog down?

My dog is 12...he would have been 13 in November. He's a golden retreiver that I've had since I was 4. His hips have gona on him, he has 2 huge tumors on either side of his stomach, his nervous system acts up and he just barely does anything anymore. I just dont understand, he was fine last month. My mom got both me and my little brother a book about loosing your dog (it's a childrens book) and people have sent me their stories and poems. The appointement to pput him down is on wednesday. I'm not ready to say goodbye to him. He's my best friend and part of our family. I just don't know how to deal with it and I want to still be there for my brother to cause he's had our dog since he wasn't even a year old. more

Open Question: What do you think of my poem? (honesty, no trolls)?

The pain i cannot take it anymore, They say i was the savior of the world, But people died from my words, Sacrifed my life, to save another, But in the end, i'm broken and can't be saved, People say don't let the darkness get to you, But do they realize its the only thing keeping me alive?, All these walls, are all the same, It's driving me mad, In fear of what i used to be, My heart is becoming cold, My life is fading slowly, And all this time, i thought i was doing right, But in reality all i have done was wrong, How do i let the demons out of my head, Where will i go when i die, Is there any meaning to life anymore, Or is it all a figment of my imagination, Is this really where my life is heading, Or is it just leading to my death, This pain... why won't it go away, Do i really have to seal my emotions again, Keeping myself from feeling and away from the outside world, Do you think it's possible, Or is this all a dream, Can you tell me where i have to go, Or tell me what the meaning of life is, Because my hope is lost, And my inner and outter evil is taking over me, Do you really want to see what i was, They say i'm not even human, So what was i born to be?... more

Resolved Question: what is a good D.E.A.T.H. acrostic poem?

my little brother died recently he was only 6 and a half years old he died with my uncle in a car crash and me and my bff vera want to find a good d.e.a.t.h acrostic poem to say at his funeral more

Resolved Question: A poem or saying for a baby who passed?

My friend lost her baby boy Peyton two days ago at 16 weeks, and I am making a memorial quilt for her. I will have it embroidered with his name, birth date, a saying, and then "Mommy and Daddy love you, Peyton" I'm hoping to find a saying or poem that I could use, 4 or 5 lines max, to express love for him and that he was gone too soon. This is the layout of the blanket. http://www.flickr.com/photos/95612003@N02/8725525328/ more

Open Question: Is this poem, "Humanity i love you", by e. e. cummings appropriate for high school?

We have to recite and do a little talk about a poem of our choosing for my English class and I was going to do this one. However now that I have been analyzing it for a little bit I'm seeing some possibly suggestive stuff that people could interpret in different ways. I, myself, don't find it suggestive but I just don't want to take any unnecessary chances. Humanity i love you because you would rather black the boots of success than enquire whose soul dangles from his watch-chain which would be embarrassing for both parties and because you unflinchingly applaud all songs containing the words country home and mother when sung at the old howard Humanity i love you because when you’re hard up you pawn your intelligence to buy a drink and when you’re flush pride keeps you from the pawn shop and because you are continually committing nuisances but more especially in your own house Humanity i love you because you are perpetually putting the secret of life in your pants and forgetting it’s there and sitting down on it and because you are forever making poems in the lap of death Humanity i hate you more

Open Question: Help me revise my sonnet poem?

For class I have to write an Italian (Petrarchan) Sonnet with these standards: ABBA ABBA CDCD EE rhyme scheme 10 syllables per line 14 lines: first 8 introduce problem, last 6 provide solution my teacher didn't say anything about iambic pentameter, so I don't think that matters here. I wrote this, but I know it's awkward and needs revising. Obesity is leading cause of death Burger King, McDonalds, Wendy’s as well Ordering apple sticks topped with carmel Sodium, heart disease, you’re out of breath? High blood pressure generates heart attacks Type 2 diabetes rise from fat gain and you know what they say, no gain no pain Arteries clogging from build-up of plaque The things needed most are veggies and fruits Exercise for a healthy lifesty’le Get off the couch , put the TV on mute Go for a run maybe even a mile Eating fast food will take days from your life That’s thy notion on obesity strife. (T’is thy thoughts on the obesity strife.) haven't decided which to use for the last line ^ ^ ^ ^ and yeah, I know it's 'no pain no gain'. I was just making wordplay. more

Voting Question: How do you like this poem that I wrote for my mom for mothers day?

Mother's Day Mothers like you are one of a kind, I'm glad that your mine, To take care of you're three girls all day, We all know that you're here to stay You support and do whatever you got to do, To take care of us, like any other mother would do You are always there when we need you, oh dear mom you are our number one You show us love and affection, that's the best impression  We are a little spoil though I can admit, but we're nothing without our mom  Happy Mothers Day to you mom, and ps we will always love you, til death do us part  more

Voting Question: So what do you think of this poem?

I watch you sit there, sit there alone, mourning over the tradgic death, you have just went through, A misfortunate one it was too, About a lonely girl, round about my age, Who found out about you, You broke her delecate heart to piceces, And didnt care i may be dead, but there is one thing thats true, i will never be able, to get over you, because of this, overwhelming guilt, heaven has banished me, sent me down, to lucifer, but through all this pain and suffring, im going to promise you this, Im always going to be, Your Fallen Angel more

Voting Question: can i end still the book is being written?

so im a beginner wondering who stole my songs while i thought better days writing books and the book will be called Cha or rather what i call an album once that's done being written like the title is a native boy and i wonder if he's gonna be killed by stavation or my racist theory... propably i died by coyotees but my dreams are out of balance with waking up i still see myself died but that was 1926 all is well yet my only scare is remembering who i am.. i know it's low self estemm but with a past so severe in my own lies i think of calling the second song a dead wolf while that's still the second chapter in just one of my books Jesu i would share a poem yet here ill write the first one i open my Rehab journal to dead seas we are a sea yet here is one ill always remember dive into the ocean deeper and you will go blind the pages are teared yet gravitions pull is what keeps me here look back don't turn write the current drowns me breathe happy knowing im alive yet my poem is forgotten after so many edits i still remember these lines but the end.. it was too short, written in purple i teared it if i can remember where my journals are i won't weap but the demons don;t like to be called dimply one demon and ill still talk to these trolls all i remember is the first line in another we are a sea yet this cult i don't own in mine why am i the leader why do i cry better why questions for the aurthor yet i still need that help would i be the buyer? well.. that books on amazon and it isn't completed so while these 5 chapters are still 5 books ill remember yet my first real poem is forgotten M Collier if im still an illustrator simple as that.. i can never get the rhyme out of my head yet it's death and mine was more painful i still see myself dying in so many ways i can't go back in time to save myself im crazy yet am i too crazy to go back to Rehab? naw.. the drugs keep my vision open to see how i died and that was by an animal like dogs can we save the? can we save the coyotees? even though they killed me it's why im a Vegan trying to fastinspiration is always the key apparantly.. i made typos, my bad, Sikoota is the name of the leader who doen't own why we fast i just call him God in greek yet that's exactly what i need to study.. Greek. thank you and good night fellow writers im still sad but fasting suppoesedly it does keep me happy as i remind those who want to join Sikoota, it's a silly book club.. :) more

Open Question: What can you C/C on an epic poem (Archipelago), composed by the Greek?

Archipelago Define me in a spark of light and mind; A misty voice I heard when horns signaled; The Ship heeled to the right and stayed inclined Frozen's the Archipelago of Finland. The lighthouse of Henry LePaute was close; Valassaaret turned grayish in dusk; The length of day was seven hours, sea froze, ship's log of January, twenty first. You tried to define me in this grayish, Devoid dusk solitude of winter ice, Maybe you were with our friends in Athens, The fresh aroma of cafe would suffice. We wait for the tugboat lights to appear, Recall you as a student at Penn State, The blue-white banner on wall and guitar, In Eastview Terrace dorm was our first date. The sea of Kvarken in winter's frozen, Breeze of Black Pines descends the isles' shores; Vertical slopes elevate from ocean, And all this emptiness of ice, abhors. The Ship's side turned to the tide and the bilge, Has risen unproportional from brines, And now she rides athwart on white vast fields, Cold's numbness causes sleep close to rock shrines. The red light of the tug blinks in distance, Approaches slow; the ice on Captain's brows, Makes me wonder of this snow's contrivance, Will guide us where Sea's Master Death endows. Define me in a spark of light and mind; A misty voice I heard when horns signaled; The Ship heeled to the right and stayed inclined Frozen's the Archipelago of Finland. © 03-01-2013, G. V., All Rights Reserved more

Resolved Question: Battling the boys in Benghazi: Have you read this?

The Battling Boys of Benghazi Anonymous Marine Corps Officer We're the Battling Boys of Benghazi, No Fame, No Glory, No Paparazzi, Just a fiery death in a blazing hell, Defending the country we loved so well. It wasn't our job, but we answered the call, Fought to the consulate, and scaled the wall. We pulled twenty countrymen from the jaws of fate, Led them to safety, and stood at the gate. Just the two of us, and foes by the score, But we stood fast, to bar the door, Three calls for reinforcement, but all were denied, So we fought and we fought, and we fought till we died. We gave our all for our Uncle Sam, But Barack Obama didn't give a damn. Just two dead SEAL's, who carried the load, No Thanks To Us -- We were just "Bumps in the Road." more

Resolved Question: I'd love some feedback on my rather morbid poem.?

Sue's Side He had a hardened face, But exerted a soft touch The impalement of time left him rendered, helpless Bludgeoned by time's deceit struck with a fierce blow The future had promised so much it delivered so little He sat alone in the corner, hunched alone with just a bottle His wife had died, A woman he only married due to impregnation The birth of a son was beautiful an infatuation for a short duration The son died, and thus birthed the shallow memory of his childhood But much more enticing was self pity A hopeless shudder of time's wind Time slipped his grasp, opportunism was dislocated from his vicinity He was trapped in a crowd of blank faces Huddles of creeping smiles Ultimately alone, he confided with a television screen He doesn't have a job His pay is a benefit His life was a deficit Forever guilty of an unnecessary act Committed by a mother of nature The parent of disaster The neighbours don't even know his name, he forgets to render his own existence So months pass, nothing happens Finally he builds up the courage to kill his hope He loops a rope round his fan, pulls up a stool The rope swings from side to side unconscious of his own kinetics His dry mouth was left open, a rope pierced his soul The tenant came by 2 weeks later and kicked down the door He found him hanging in the balance of time, a sight that would kick-start a decline in his sanity The clock started unwinding and his mind started falling He cut down the rope and hung himself too Nobody cared for them, nobody ever cares We are a mass of self mesmerised people Only conscious of our own mortality more

Voting Question: Can you C/C a scrap of paper possibly by Wire Twerp?

A poem about? What mantle do we strife to reach what darken socket do we crawl into what light is there behind the dark veil of death? Is there comfort given on passing into this eternal abyss? Will friends be waiting with heavenly outstretched arms to welcome our passing? Will eyes now devoid of mortal senses detect our presence or, will we be alone in the blackness like an unconscious mind floating in nothingness? In life our earthly body, gifted with its senses feels constant change but does the soul now released from its earthbound cage retain any of these senses? Will it be able to feel and touch in its strange new world, will it panic when it discovers the loss of its armour or, will it now be free to reach infinity? Free from this earthly structure to go on and attain things which it never dreamed possible. Oh my soul I dearly wish the best for you, we are but one until divided by death. But did I write it? Found on a scrap of paper dated 1984?? Maybe you wrote it. Does it look familiar to you?I think I was half way thorough my second bottle of Gypsy wine (elderberry) when I wrote it Ely. BUT I'M NOT 100% SURE...Will you T's Downer do one, p......iss orf. You are beginning to GRATE.There is no reason to give anyone a T's D, EVER. Its just a b......loody childish mentality of a minority on this board more

Resolved Question: The death of my Grandfather *Poem*?

Dear Granddad, for the moments alive you were my hero, nothing but that not even a zero, you were my biggest hero, I miss you now as days pass by, even as I lay in a sea Shadows blinded by the truth that you are gone. You became nothing but dust, and so did I, I thought that I may even die. My last words to you were not many, and my final promise broken, but the kiss I laid Upon your head, is more powerful than any word that could have been spoken that day. You are gone now, back to the earth, were we all belong, I hope one day I can see you again, even if just for a second, all I need to see is a smile on your upon your Face, to know you are in eternal happiness. These words you may never hear, but just to have wrote them, brings me To peace, so my final words to my dear grandfather…….I hope you’re happy Wherever you are, and just know. Ich Liebe Dich. more

Voting Question: english charlottes return to school?

Which of the following happens LAST in the story Charlotte’s Return to School? Answer Mrs. Germane praises Charlotte for her high test score. Susan whispers a nasty remark in Charlotte's ear. Charlotte sees the bulletin board. Mrs. Germane cries. .3 points Question 2 Which is the best summary of paragraph 4 in Charlotte’s Return to School? Answer Charlotte completes worksheets and asks to take a make-up test. Susan embarrasses Charlotte and other students laugh. Charlotte worries about returning to school after an extended absence. Charlotte notices that Susan’s name is on the classroom bulletin board. .3 points Question 3 Which would be the best title for paragraph 1 in Charlotte’s Return to School? Answer Susan's Star A Weird Girl All about Charlotte Mean Children at School .3 points Question 4 According to the passage, why has Charlotte missed school? Answer She is a afraid her classmates She was avoiding the standardized testing Her mother has been ill Her family has just moved to the area .3 points Question 5 In Charlotte’s Return to School, when Charlotte was near the cabinet, Susan trips. The reader knows ___. Answer Susan is really clumsy. Charlotte stuck her foot out. Susan's fall was not an accident. Charlotte will laugh. .3 points Question 6 How does Charlotte feel after the children laugh at her in paragraph 5 in Charlotte’s Return to School? Answer afraid embarrassed unemotional confused .3 points Question 7 In Charlotte’s Return to School, which statement best describes Charlotte's relationship to school? Answer It is an escape from worry. It is a place to interact with children her own age. It is a nightmare from which she cannot escape. It is a place where she can learn. .3 points Question 8 Read this sentence from Charlotte’s Return to School: “Susan snarled, 'So loser, what did you get on the test?'” What does the word SNARLED most likely mean? Answer screamed loudly spoke angrily cried pitifully whispered secretly .3 points Question 9 Read this sentence from Charlotte’s Return to School: “She knew it was going to be difficult to concentrate.” What does the word CONCENTRATE most likely mean? Answer focus discuss remember respond .3 points Question 10 Read this sentence from Charlotte’s Return to School: “She didn’t want to face her classmates.” In the dictionary, the word FACE is defined as "the front part of the head." As used in this story, what is the meaning of the word FACE? Answer to cause to change direction to take a position with one’s face upward to place toward the front to meet in person .3 points Question 11 In “Going Down Hill on a Bicycle--A Boy’s Song,” which statement best describes the speaker's relationship to his bike? Answer It is dangerous to ride. It is a means to adventure. It is a way to pass time. It is a means to get from one place to another. .3 points Question 12 Read this line from the poem “Going Down Hill on a Bicycle--A Boy’s Song.” In a world that's full of bliss. What does the word BLISS mean? Answer flight speed joy fun .3 points Question 13 According to “The Brain’s Response to Inhalants,” what is Sudden Sniffing Death? Answer the damage of neurons in a part of the brain called the hippocampus the breakdown of myelin suffocation caused when inhaled fumes take the place of oxygen an attack on a person's circulatory system .3 points Question 14 According to “The Brain’s Response to Inhalants,” what is myelin? Answer a fatty tissue a part of the brain a chemical a vapor .3 points Question 15 Read the following sentence from “The Brain's Response to Inhalants.” Review the passage to look for context clues. If you picture nerve cells as your body’s electrical wiring, then think of myelin as the rubber insulation that protects an electrical cord. What is the meaning of INSULATION? Answer liquid outer layer substance safeguard .3 points Question 16 How is the purpose of “The Brain's Response to Inhalants” achieved? Answer By presenting a chronological order of events By stating a problem and proposing a solution By listing facts about causes and effects By presenting opposite points of view . more

Voting Question: what do you think of this poem?

what do you think of it? whats you initial view/opinion? what would you think of it in a newspaper to recruit soldiers? Now, God be thanked Who has matched us with His hour, And caught our youth, and wakened us from sleeping, With hand made sure, clear eye, and sharpened power, To turn, as swimmers into cleanness leaping, Glad from a world grown old and cold and weary, Leave the sick hearts that honour could not move, And half-men, and their dirty songs and dreary, And all the little emptiness of love! Oh! we, who have known shame, we have found release there, Where there's no ill, no grief, but sleep has mending, Naught broken save this body, lost but breath; Nothing to shake the laughing heart's long peace there But only agony, and that has ending; And the worst friend and enemy is but Death. more

Resolved Question: Temporal Shift, can you read and see-or, c/c my poem?

He stops the clock and somewhere in the Pacific a fissure opens. The tsunami took most of the southern coast and killed millions in South America Now the borders are breached by the sick and wounded and Rule of Law says protect the healthy The scent of burning bodies doesn't bother babies or bankers and their wives and mistresses who are only robots Programmed like television faces blend and blur what symmetry The Beautiful People fear no devils Their gods are plastic surgeons who created them from old discards and revels in their worshipping. America has been cancelled due to technical malfunctions and random depopulation is the plan to save the nation A powerstation for electronic telepathy sends signals to the New Consciousness remaking archetypes and cauterizing stunted brains. If you pick up any signals or channel any ghosts you should just go with it, its your only hope to free your mind from the Host. A holocaust of human engineering banned truth and faith if you feel the power do not let go hold Love close and death, cross. The watch slips from his fingers into sands. The hourglass turns, the sundial is a monolith the sun now rises red, in the west. more

Resolved Question: Poem for my Grandmother's Funeral? Please read?

I was asked by my mom to write a poem to be read at my grandmother's funeral. I tried to incorporate the things she loved: angels, dolls, red hats and most of all to travel the world. Please let me know what you think. Thank you so much! Deep, dark, forsaken, Silent as the harvest moon, We mourn and weep in silence, Taken by our thoughts of gloom. We sit and hold back sobs, Life has taught us, death is pain, Yet we fail to see the beauty— The sparkle in the rain. How would we see you now— Your love of angels come to pass? You stretch silken wings, Free from your suffering at last. A cherry-red hat atop your head, Porcelain doll cradled dear, You whisper through our cries, “There was never anything fear.” Your dreams of travel will come, With cheap airfare—no need to rest, You’ll fly the places you never went, And see the world on your greatest quest. Death is simply the beginning, Of journey just begun You taught us this, and so much more, So we leave you to these things to come. Let’s all dry our tears, And wipe our faces, Let us sing you on Your way to great places. more

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