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Mylka PreyMP

Mylka Prey

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1 poezii, 0 proze

HV

Hojda Viorel

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5 poezii, 0 proze

D

Denia

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How happy is the blameless vestal's lot! The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd;

7 poezii, 0 proze

CB

castellano bruno

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Sint ca o bezna in intunericul mult prea mare. Sint un trecator prin asta lume... Sint PRAF SI VIS Sint ceea ce nu am stiut ca sint si voi deveni ceea ce nu voi vedea...

27 poezii, 0 proze

Rupert Chawner BrookeRB

Rupert Chawner Brooke

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Rupert Chawner Brooke (middle name sometimes given as Chaucer)(3 August 1887–23 April 1915) was an English poet known for his idealistic war sonnets written during the First World War (especially The Soldier); however, he never experienced combat at first hand. He was also known for his boyish good looks, which prompted the Irish poet William Butler Yeats to describe him as \"the handsomest young man in England\". English poet Brooke was born at 5 Hillmorton Road in Rugby, Warwickshire, the second of the three sons of William Parker Brooke, a Rugby schoolmaster, and Ruth Mary Brooke, née Cotterill. He attended Hillbrow Prep School before being educated at Rugby School. While travelling in Europe, he prepared a thesis entitled \"John Webster and the Elizabethan Drama\", which won him a scholarship to King\'s College, Cambridge, where he became a member of the Cambridge Apostles, helped found the Marlowe Society drama club and acted in plays including the Cambridge Greek Play. Brooke...

7 poezii, 0 proze

PC

Panus Carla

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1 poezii, 0 proze

VP

vicu popescu

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lirica nepublicata

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JZ

Jon Zabest

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prea scurta

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MS

Marina Samoila

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prea batrana pentru a fi incepatoare, prea inocenta pentru a nu fi tanara // too old for being a beginner, too innocent for being really old // trop agee pour etre debutante, trop innocente pour ne pas etre jeune

97 poezii, 0 proze

AM

Adrian Marcu

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Prea mic spatiul,ori cum..incredibila

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Black Widow

de Laura Sylvia Dragomir

Your web has caught too many for whom death, Before they found such creature to admire, Before you knit them in arachnoid desire, Seemed just as light and volatile as breath. You know not innocence...

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pray

de Daniela Bîrzu

dumnezeu a creat lumea în 7 zile. eu am creat bucuria & așteptarea & rezistența în 3 zile. cu mintea mea în celelate zile, am ucis credința m-am murdărit pe rochia mea cea mai frumoasă în semn de...

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Dream

de Coana Loenida

As I wake alone Tasting still your phantom kiss Pray let me dream on

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So far away

de Florin DeRoxas

I’m alone, I only pray To come back, You’re far away. I love you, I shouldn’t say, But, baby love, You’re so far away. I miss you so, If you’d know one day, As I miss life, You’re so far away. It’s...

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Arcana Imperii

de Veronica Văleanu

[Amen, I say unto you: The soul for which ye shall pray, if it indeed is in the dragon of the outer darkness, he will draw his tail out of his mouth and let go that soul.] - Pistis Sophia, chapter...

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Coma

de Zoicas Cristian

Something is cold and dark Inside this bottle She\'s sleeping in my bleeding arms She won\'t forgive her mother She was from a cruel world From which I took har away today To rest and pray No love is...

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Why

de Emma

Why is it life so dear to us? Why is it pure,magic and thus Sparkling,hidden under mists of grass, On the ground of sky Lightened by the faithful moonly rye. However absurd this definition seems This...

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Ash Wednesday

de T.S. Eliot

I Because I do not hope to turn again Because I do not hope Because I do not hope to turn Desiring this man\'s gift and that man\'s scope I no longer strive to strive towards such things (Why should...

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prayer

de blue

it looks to me that darkness open up my soul, I feel how noise break up the silence; it’s hard to start something new. I know I wouldn’t care, I want to believe in angels with wings, I...

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Archeology

de Coana Loenida

Working to build a new life for myself I find like ancient people I search among the ruins for stones that can still be used salvaged to create something new lasting solid. In turning over debris I...

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