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The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost

Can't go wrong with that, talk about your choices in life. Good luck!

this is an 8 in my eyes yet could be a 10 the consistent use of "I" is distracting even indoors the 1st line "I Fallen"?? i think of of the merely precise 2 lines desires extra suitable artwork, even although, this is an distinctly emotive piece of poetry, which i stumble upon fairly actually and moving. I see your poem like this:- Fallen can now no longer upward push up dangling a protracted rope, a single hand attempting now no longer worry-loose, to attraction to close on. From the drop something’s died close my eyes to Peace battling differences i visit do now no longer something approximately subject concerns gets extra suitable effective although the words won't come out slipping off the rope a depressing hollow concepts of boring etc my own The image voltaic beckons, yet am i waiting to heed the call?

i have several poems for ya man i wrote them myself

That Christmas Meaning

Can you speak on Christmas Day

of your spirit that i pray

that every day of every year

you might spread some christmas cheer

do you tell of peace on Earth

or does it matter what it's worth

do you tell of Santa and toys

what he gives to girls and boys

of every race and every size

or it it just that morning surprise

to find something that you've always wanted

or is it hope your family has bonded

but i ask you this today

think of Christmas in every way

this of Jesus that was born

and what his family had to mourn

what he did for you and me

just so that we might see

the gates for all that we may look

it's right here in this little book

it tell the stories from Jesus to Paul

whom Jesus himself so graciously called

but that's a story for another hand

i am but on simple man

I'm here to tell you the birth

and why Jesus came to this Earth

he did it to drown all our sins

to take our losses and make them wins

to spread the love to all around

so all can hear a joyful sound

as i stand here today

i want you to tell them what i say

let them know what Christmas means

and the the Earth might not be so unclean

The Room

Through the daze of the world around

she found sanity in a room unbound

the four walls conveyed it all

and broke her emotional fall

she searched the room with mortal hands

but only felt a no-mans-land

although she found no presence of others

she stayed calm in search of another

then panic and fright soon filled her heart

and she knew she was falling apart

though this void shielded her emotions

in her mind it caused great commotion

it sapped her strength with no remorse

and she died there with unbelievable force

Read this poem and see if you relate to it...

The great thing

is not having

a mind. Feelings:

oh, I have those; they

govern me. I have

a lord in heaven

called the sun, and open

for him, showing him

the fire of my own heart, fire

like his presence.

What could such glory be

if not a heart? Oh my brothers and sisters,

were you like me once, long ago,

before you were human? Did you

permit yourselves

to open once, who would never

open again? Because in truth

I am speaking now

the way you do. I speak

because I am shattered.

Louise Gluck

I have a brother that gets in a lot of trouble, and this song really helps me out.Read it, it's really good. oh yeah, and its by Jewel.

"Little Sister"

Hey little sister I heard you went to Mr. So and So, knock knock knockin on his door

again last night, said you needed it bad-

you know that ain't right

'Cause so many times you've come to me cry-crying

trying to stop. you said it hurts so bad

But please don't let you

go back for more

My little sister is a Zombie in a body

with no soul in a role she has learned to play

in a world today where nothing else matters

but it matters, we gotta start feeding our souls

Not our addiction or afflictions of pain

to avoid the same questions we must

ask ourselves to get any answers

We gotta start feeding our souls

have been lost to the millions with lots

who feed on addiction selling pills and what's hot

I wish I could save her from all their delusions

all the confusion

of of a nation that starves for salvation

but clothing is the closest to approximation

to God and He only knows that drugs

are all we know of love

Every day we starve while we eat white bread

and beer instead of a hadshake or hug

We spill the pills and sweep them

under the rug

My little sister is a Zombie in a body

with no soul in a role she has learned to play

in a world today where nothing else matters

but it matters, we gotta start feeding our souls

Hey little sister I heard you went to Mr. So and So's

Knock, knock, knockin' on his door again last night

Said you needed more

Oh yes, the song is by the Byrds:

To every thing turn turn turn

There is a season turn turn turn

and to every purpose under heaven

a time to plant

a time to pluck up that which is planted

a time to kill, a time to heal

a time to break down, a time to build up

a time to weep, a time to laugh

a time to break down, a time to build up

A time to cast away stones

A time to gather stones together

A time to embrace a time to refrain from embracing

A time to get, a time to lose

A time to rend a time to sew

A time to keep silence a time to speak

A time to love a time to hate

A time war, a time of peace

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I'm not sure who sings that song, I think it may be the beetles, you may have to ask in the songs section who sings it. Anyhow, I feel that this song has a lot of meaning, it is also as many people do not know located in the Bible, in Ecclesiastes Chapter 3

I feel that every person in this world could relate to this simple song, verses in one way or another at some point and time in their life. I feel it holds the deepest truth one could ever seek.

ummmmm dont u listen to the radio n a song comes on and u like it cuz u somehow relate to it?

that could help...