Believe Poems
Out Of The Cradle Endlessly Rocking
by Walt Whitman
Out of the cradle endlessly rocking,
Out of the mocking-bird's throat, the musical shuttle,
Out of the Ninth-month midnight,
Over the sterile sands and the fields beyond, where the child
leaving his bed wander'd alone, bareheaded, barefoot,
Down from the shower'd halo,
Up from the mystic play of shadows twining and twisting as
if they were alive,
Out from the patches of briers and blackberries,
From the memories of the bird that chanted to me,
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Song Of The Open Road
by Walt Whitman
AFOOT and light-hearted, I take to the open road,
Healthy, free, the world before me,
The long brown path before me, leading wherever I choose.
Henceforth I ask not good-fortune--I myself am good fortune;
Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing,
Strong and content, I travel the open road.
The earth--that is sufficient;
I do not want the constellations any nearer;
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The Power Of The Dog
by Rudyard Kipling
There is sorrow enough in the natural way
From men and women to fill our day;
And when we are certain of sorrow in store,
Why do we always arrange for more?
Brothers and Sisters, I bid you beware
Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.
Buy a pup and your money will buy
Love unflinching that cannot lie--
Perfect passion and worship fed
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Carry On
by Robert William Service
It's easy to fight when everything's right,
And you're mad with the thrill and the glory;
It's easy to cheer when victory's near,
And wallow in fields that are gory.
It's a different song when everything's wrong,
When you're feeling infernally mortal;
When it's ten against one, and hope there is none,
Buck up, little soldier, and chortle:
Carry on! Carry on!
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A Year's Spinning
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
1
He listened at the porch that day,
To hear the wheel go on, and on;
And then it stopped, ran back away,
While through the door he brought the sun:
But now my spinning is all done.
2
He sat beside me, with an oath
That love ne'er ended, once begun;
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Regenboog
by Mario Odekerken
Een streep van licht
breekt door het grauw,
zacht maar zeker.
Geen belofte,
geen antwoord,
alleen kleur
in een wereld die grijs leek.
Een herinnering
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Myself
by Gayatri Puri
I lived by myself
So, I healed up myself
Started understanding myself
Rather than doubting myself
I stood up for myself,
I fought with myself
Until I got dependent on myself.
Yes, it sounds selfish,
But trust me
Sometimes, it's okay
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and I believed them
by Bogdan Dragos
the voices said
there's nothing like
waking up deep into the night
and not hearing any voices
and I believed them
Let Me Tell You What I Know
by Ololade Raji
Been around you know…
But let me tell you what I know
When Fate refuses to smile at you
And Nature condemns you to the rank of the wretched
Does that mean you should accept the sentence to suffer?
The key to life is to keep on living
Hoping that someday, somehow, something will happen to make it better
But until then, I do not have to beg for my living
Forget the fact that I did not come to this world with anything
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I Sing The Body Electric
by Walt Whitman
I SING the Body electric;
The armies of those I love engirth me, and I engirth them;
They will not let me off till I go with them, respond to them,
And discorrupt them, and charge them full with the charge of the
Soul.
Was it doubted that those who corrupt their own bodies conceal
themselves;
And if those who defile the living are as bad as they who defile the
dead?
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