Poetry Bites
This entry has nothing to do with icons. It's just a bunch of short poems I found while browsing the web.
If of all words of tongue and pen,
The saddest are, "It might have been,"
More sad are these we daily see:
"It is, but hadn't ought to be."
Francis Brett Hart (or John Greenleafe Whittier, "Maud Muller")
As Eternity has reckoned
There's a lifetime in a second.
Piet Hein, "Groaks"
Sweet is love when all is sane
Sweet is death to rid the pain
Cruel is death when all is well
Cruel is love when all is hell
Author unkown
All that we see or seem
is but a dream within a dream
Edgar Allen Poe
A true friend is the one who knows the song in your heart
And sings you the song when you're torn apart.
Author unkown
I took one drought of life
I'll tell you what I paid
Precisely an existence
The market price, they said.
Emily Dickinson
And nothing can we call our own but death.
Shakespeare
If of all words of tongue and pen,
The saddest are, "It might have been,"
More sad are these we daily see:
"It is, but hadn't ought to be."
Francis Brett Hart (or John Greenleafe Whittier, "Maud Muller")
As Eternity has reckoned
There's a lifetime in a second.
Piet Hein, "Groaks"
Sweet is love when all is sane
Sweet is death to rid the pain
Cruel is death when all is well
Cruel is love when all is hell
Author unkown
All that we see or seem
is but a dream within a dream
Edgar Allen Poe
A true friend is the one who knows the song in your heart
And sings you the song when you're torn apart.
Author unkown
I took one drought of life
I'll tell you what I paid
Precisely an existence
The market price, they said.
Emily Dickinson
And nothing can we call our own but death.
Shakespeare