Poem one:

giraffe

ladder

Poem two:

dentist

soap

Poem Three:

College

Job

You Never Said Goodbye

by Unknown

You never said I’m leaving
You never said goodbye.
You were gone before I knew it,
And only God knew why.

It broke my heart to lose you,
But you didn’t go alone
For part of me went with you,
The day God took you home.

A million times I needed you,
A million times I cried.
If love alone could have saved you,
You never would have died.

In life I loved you dearly,
In death I love you still.
In my heart you hold a place,
That no one could ever fill.

I came across this poem and it made me sad because of how the person expresses their hurt about losing someone. It short but it brings a different perspective to you

Somewhere or Other

BY CHRISTINA ROSSETTISomewhere or other there must surely be 
The face not seen, the voice not heard, 
The heart that not yet—never yet—ah me! 
Made answer to my word. 

Somewhere or other, may be near or far; 
Past land and sea, clean out of sight; 
Beyond the wandering moon, beyond the star 
That tracks her night by night. 

Somewhere or other, may be far or near;
With just a wall, a hedge, between;
With just the last leaves of the dying year
Fallen on a turf grown green.

I feel like this poem is expressing the feeling of missing something. When it says “a face not seen , a voice not heard “ I liked that part because it’s explaining the what if’s .

What is Life?

BY JOHN CLAREAnd what is Life?—An hour-glass on the run,
A Mist retreating from the morning sun,
    A busy, bustling, still repeated dream;
Its length?—A minute’s pause, a moment’s thought;
    And happiness?—A bubble on the stream,
That in the act of seizing shrinks to nought.

What are vain Hopes?—The puffing gale of morn,
    That of its charms divests the dewy lawn,
And robs each flow’ret of its gem,—and dies;
    A cobweb hiding disappointment’s thorn,
Which stings more keenly through the thin disguise.

And thou, O Trouble?—nothing can suppose,
(And sure the power of wisdom only knows,)
    What need requireth thee:
So free and liberal as thy bounty flows,
    Some necessary cause must surely be:
But disappointments, pains, and every woe
    Devoted wretches feel,
The universal plagues of life below,
    Are mysteries still ‘neath Fate’s unbroken seal.

And what is Death? is still the cause unfound?
That dark, mysterious name of horrid sound?—
A long and lingering sleep, the weary crave.
And Peace? where can its happiness abound?—
No where at all, save heaven, and the grave.

Then what is Life?—When stripp’d of its disguise,
A thing to be desir’d it cannot be;
Since every thing that meets our foolish eyes
Gives proof sufficient of its vanity.
‘Tis but a trial all must undergo;
To teach unthankful mortals how to prize
That happiness vain man’s denied to know,
Until he’s call’d to claim it in the skies.

From this poem it’s helped me understand that not only is there a deeper meaning to life but the aspects of life itself. Being happy , loving and even the bad side of it, death. When he questions “And what is Death? is still the cause unfound?
That dark, mysterious name of horrid sound?—
A long and lingering sleep, the weary crave.
And Peace? where can its happiness abound?—
No where at all, save heaven, and the grave.” It brings you to think that there is to different sides to death in itself.

I like how he explains that life could just be a disguise and we see everything we wanna see but there is more to it , like the light and dark

Be yourself; Everyone else is already taken.

— Oscar Wilde.

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