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  • 25.
    The Raven

    Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
    Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
    While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
    As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
    ''Tis some visitor,' I muttered, 'tapping at my chamber door-
    Only this, and nothing more.'

    Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
    And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
    Eagerly I wished the morrow;- vainly I had sought to borrow
    From my books surcease of sorrow- sorrow for the lost Lenore-
    For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore-
    Nameless here for evermore.

    And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
    Thrilled me- filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
    So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating,
    ''Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door-
    Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;-
    This it is, and nothing more.'

    Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
    'Sir,' said I, 'or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
    But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
    And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
    That I scarce was sure I heard you'- here I opened wide the door;-
    Darkness there, and nothing more.

    Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering,
    Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before;
    But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,
    And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, 'Lenore!'
    This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, 'Lenore!'-
    Merely this, and nothing more.

    Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
    Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
    'Surely,' said I, 'surely that is something at my window lattice:
    Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore-
    Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;-
    'Tis the wind and nothing more.'

    Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and
    In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore;
    Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed
    But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door-
    Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door-
    Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

    Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
    By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore.
    'Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,' I said, 'art sure no
    Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore-
    Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!'
    Quoth the Raven, 'Nevermore.'

    Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
    Though its answer little meaning- little relevancy bore;
    For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
    Ever yet was blest with seeing bird above his chamber door-
    Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
    With such name as 'Nevermore.'

    But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only
    That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
    Nothing further then he uttered- not a feather then he fluttered-
    Till I scarcely more than muttered, 'other friends have flown
    On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.'
    Then the bird said, 'Nevermore.'

    Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
    'Doubtless,' said I, 'what it utters is its only stock and store,
    Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster
    Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore-
    Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore
    Of 'Never- nevermore'.'

    But the Raven still beguiling all my fancy into smiling,
    Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust and
    Then upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
    Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore-
    What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore
    Meant in croaking 'Nevermore.'

    This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing
    To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core;
    This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
    On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er,
    But whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er,
    She shall press, ah, nevermore!

    Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
    Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor.
    'Wretch,' I cried, 'thy God hath lent thee- by these angels he
    hath sent thee
    Respite- respite and nepenthe, from thy memories of Lenore!
    Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!'
    Quoth the Raven, 'Nevermore.'

    'Prophet!' said I, 'thing of evil!- prophet still, if bird or
    Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
    Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted-
    On this home by horror haunted- tell me truly, I implore-
    Is there- is there balm in Gilead?- tell me- tell me, I implore!'
    Quoth the Raven, 'Nevermore.'

    'Prophet!' said I, 'thing of evil- prophet still, if bird or
    By that Heaven that bends above us- by that God we both adore-
    Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
    It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore-
    Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.'
    Quoth the Raven, 'Nevermore.'

    'Be that word our sign in parting, bird or fiend,' I shrieked,
    'Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!
    Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
    Leave my loneliness unbroken!- quit the bust above my door!
    Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my
    Quoth the Raven, 'Nevermore.'

    And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
    On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
    And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
    And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the
    And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
    Shall be lifted- nevermore! read more »

  • 26.

    Figure it out for yourself, my lad,
    You've all that the greatest of men have had,
    Two arms, two hands, two legs, two eyes,
    And a brain to use if you would be wise. read more »

  • 27.
    Self-Portrait At 28

    I know it's a bad title
    but I'm giving it to myself as a gift
    on a day nearly canceled by sunlight
    when the entire hill is approaching read more »

  • 28.
    Tonight at Noon (for Charles Mingus and the Clayton Squares)

    Tonight at noon
    Supermarkets will advertise 3d EXTRA on everything
    Tonight at noon
    Children from happy families will be sent to live in a home read more »

  • 29.
    Welcome Change

    Change is inevitable,
    But yet we fight it, just the same.

    Change is essential to our evolution. read more »

  • 30.
    Nothing permanent

    You find nothing permanent
    Disappearance sudden after moment
    Will be called dead if no movement?
    Life standstill with no comment read more »

  • 31.

    I am but a caterpillar
    surrounded by butterflies
    such beautiful creatures
    I have watched many like me change read more »

  • 32.
    The Course of Life, Time, And Events and The Process of Change

    Time or fate may separate friends, lovers,
    But friendship or love that's true will ever
    Thenceforth continue to live forever,
    True love conquers the odd with its power. read more »

  • 33.
    Sonnet: Change You Can But…

    Change you can your hair color, not your skin;
    Change you can your smile and grin: not your eyes;
    Change you can your sex partners, not your kin;
    Change you can your sinful life: Be soul-wise! read more »

  • 34.

    Many says, I want change
    Want change in my time
    Want change in my life
    I want a change badly read more »

  • 35.

    Change is a challenge
    Change is a fear
    Change is the change of mind
    Change is a change of attitude read more »

  • 36.
    Do not just long for a change, know how to accept it

    Nothing is permanent
    Except the change
    Change is a necessary phenomenon
    In an active system read more »

New Change Poems

  1. Change, Vani Agarwal
  2. Poetic Past Present Changes, Terence G. Craddock (aftergl ..
  3. I have changed, Rani Jain
  4. Change., Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
  5. changing the world, Frederick J.B. Moore II
  6. Change, Brian Swaine
  7. Change the ego, gajanan mishra
  8. Change, SALINI NAIR
  9. Change, jay kas
  10. Change, Angelo Mitchell
  11. Changes, Marites C. Cayetano
  12. Changings, Anonymous Retard
  13. Change Is But Nature, gajanan mishra
  14. I Am Eager For Change, gajanan mishra
  15. Change it, AaI Harvey
  16. A Pretty Change Is Not Just In Words, MOHAMMAD SKATI
  17. Stumble, Pierre Rausch
  18. Suburbs of Ireland, Pierre Rausch
  19. Daily Changes, Bob Gotti
  20. Ever-changing, Bounty Davis
  21. DHAMMA/ ဓမၼ .., Nyein Way
  22. Change Can Make A Complete Change!, lavanya subramanian
  23. Change Directions, Emily Muniz
  24. Changing Dimensions Seen, Lawrence S. Pertillar
  25. Change in Me, Lawrence CH Hiun
  26. If You Could Change It (Would You Change.., Silverinna Annastasia
  27. My life. Or yours., Jesse Lobos
  28. Change never changes, Meda Martha
  29. The planet will be the same, Abhay Kumar
  30. Change, Mien Bless
  31. Changes, Jaylen Thomas
  32. Changing My Mind, charlotte harris
  33. Change! Change! Change!, Eric Cockrell
  34. Change In Scenery, Jasmine Thompson
  35. Life Is Changing, Athena Macknight
  36. Change, Candy Simpson
  37. Living A Lie, Rebecca Succes
  38. Change, Royal Akuaku
  39. Life Remains Not The Same, Terence George Craddock (Spe ..
  40. A Changer Change, Adetimilehin Inioluwa
  41. LOOKING AWAY, Courtney Steele
  42. Changes, Nick Fisher
  43. Changes, Ethan Allen
  44. Change, Brenda Poole
  45. Change, sierra lewis
  46. In the New Year, Let’s Change …, Dr John Celes
  47. Varying moods, Bashyam Narayanan
  48. Change, Tammie LeeAnn Thrasher
  49. . we need no change, lovita j r morang
  50. Change, atraeyee purkait
  51. I wanna change, Evevona Plummer
  52. I Will Not Change, Ashley Dietz
  53. Change, Marlena Scott
  54. Conceptual Light, Nyein Way
  55. MAKING CHANGES - Lyrics, Jeff Bresee
  56. People around me, Deepta Protik Osman
  57. Change, Deepta Protik Osman
  58. Our Love Will Never Change, Rayan Ali
  59. Change is Permanent, Lakshmi Venkataraman
  60. Change, Brittany Bell
  61. Change, Leah Harlow
  62. Saviour of the Revolutionary, Eoin Fitz
  63. Change, Kranthi Pothineni
  64. I've Changed, Tyler Howard
  65. Truth, Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadh ..
  66. CHANGING LIFE, dr. ram sharma
  67. fear of change, Sam Byron
  68. change, mandy mayhem
  69. change, Tapiwa Zungunde
  70. Change of Life, Ashish Gutgutia
  71. You Say No!, Ms. Anika Martinez
  72. a change in perspective, hidden poet
  73. Changes, C Richard Miles
  74. Change, Seth Mutau
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