ALL yesterday it poured, and all night long
I could not sleep; the rain unceasing beat
Upon the shingled roof like a weird song,
Upon the grass like running children's feet.
And down the mountains by the dark cloud kissed,
Like a strange shape in filmy veiling dressed,
Slid slowly, silently, the wraith-like mist,
And nestled soft against the earth's wet breast.
But lo, there was a miracle at dawn!
The still air stirred at touch of the faint breeze,
The sun a sheet of gold bequeathed the lawn,
The songsters twittered in the rustling trees.
And all things were transfigured in the day,
But me whom radiant beauty could not move;
For you, more wonderful, were far away,
And I was blind with hunger for your love.
Claude McKay
Poems from my favorite poets, Photo-shopped images/backgrounds that I created for some of them, poetry that I have written. This is a place for me to explore the beauty of words, poetry, life. It's my happy place.
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The Secret
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(Arid means dry; without rain) ONCE more into my arid days like dew, Like wind from an oasis, or the sound Of cold sweet water bubbling unde...
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"I hate the way you talk to me And the way you cut your hair I hate the way you drive my car I hate it when you stare I hate your bi...
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Lyrics | Natasha Bedingfield lyrics - Pocket Full Of Sunshine lyrics
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