Category: Poetry
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Lighting new cigarettes, pouring more drinks. It has been a beautiful fight. Still is. ~ Charles Bukowski
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Invictus BY WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody,…
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The first song Is innocence. The last song Is dirt. And the summer Is now gone along with The heart and the flesh, From diseases known & unknown Which constantly Remind us that If we are anything We are flawed. Human in the eyes to be inhuman…
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Hard pressed to Write a poem I Remember the illusion Of a moment. Something about A haiku. __________________ ~ R.M. Engelhardt
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Once you read a book it becomes a part of you forever ~ R.M. Engelhardt
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“Cultivate solitude and quiet and a few sincere friends, rather than mob merriment, noise and thousands of nodding acquaintances.” ~ William Powell
