here i am
this time its truecause i'm with you
i have forgoten
so teach me anew
the day shines bright
lights up the night
whats left of me
is your muse
so take my hand
and hold me close
because here i am
i'm here to stay...
here i am
this time its trueA poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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Title | Comments | Submitted |
Animals within | 0 | 05/01/2011 |
Real | 0 | 03/20/2011 |
free | 0 | 03/20/2011 |
here i am | 0 | 01/22/2011 |
Life | 0 | 01/08/2011 |
All Just Me | 3 | 07/22/2010 |
Deep | 3 | 07/08/2010 |
To Be A Boy (A.K.A story of my life) | 8 | 07/06/2010 |
How to Fly | 3 | 04/11/2010 |
Cuts | 5 | 12/23/2009 |
Demon of the flame | 3 | 12/23/2009 |
Corpse | 2 | 12/23/2009 |
Broken Bones | 1 | 12/23/2009 |
Why? | 1 | 05/17/2009 |
Time | 1 | 05/17/2009 |
Save Yourself | 4 | 05/17/2009 |
Poison | 2 | 05/17/2009 |
Ignorance | 1 | 05/17/2009 |
Fire | 0 | 05/17/2009 |
Because i'm Different | 6 | 06/25/2009 |
Can You See Me? | 2 | 05/17/2009 |
Time and Time Again | 0 | 05/17/2009 |
Rain | 0 | 05/17/2009 |
Shadows | 0 | 05/17/2009 |
Monsters | 3 | 05/17/2009 |
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