All Poems
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Jada
© Tupac Shakur
u r the omega of my heart
the foundation of my conception of love
when i think of what a black woman should be
its u that i first think of
In The Event Of My Demise
© Tupac Shakur
I have come 2 grips with the possibility
and wiped the last tear from My eyes
I Loved All who were Positive
In the event of my Demise
Can You See the Pride in the Panther
© Tupac Shakur
Can You See the Pride In the Panther
As he grows in splendor and grace
A young heart with an old soul
© Tupac Shakur
How can there be peace?
How can I be in the depths of solitude
When there are two inside of me?
This duo in me causes the perfect opportunity
To learn and live twice as fast
As those who accept simplicity...
Sonnet XXV
© William Shakespeare
Let those who are in favour with their stars
Of public honour and proud titles boast,
Sonnet XVIII: Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
© William Shakespeare
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Sonnet LXIV: When I Have Seen by Time's Fell Hand Defac'd
© William Shakespeare
When I have seen by Time's fell hand defac'd
The rich proud cost of outworn buried age;
Sonnet 71
© William Shakespeare
No longer mourn for me when I am dead
Then you shall hear the surly sullen bell
Sonnet 55
© William Shakespeare
Not marble, nor the gilded monuments
Of princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme;
Sonnet 29
© William Shakespeare
When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes,
I all alone beweep my outcast state,
Sound, Sound the Clarion
© Sir Walter Scott
Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife!
To all the sensual world proclaim,
One crowded hour of glorious life
Is worth an age without a name.
The Working Party
© Siegfried Sassoon
Three hours ago, he stumbled up the trench;
Now he will never walk that road again:
He must be carried back, a jolting lump
Beyond all needs of tenderness and care.
The Dreamers
© Siegfried Sassoon
I see them in foul dug-outs, gnawed by rats,
And in the ruined trenches, lashed with rain,
Dreaming of things they did with balls and bats,
And mocked by hopeless longing to regain
Bank-holidays, and picture shows, and spats,
And going to the office in the train.
