Love Books Poems

I have a problem with my eyes 
Being bigger than my brain.
I mean I have a weakness 
Of owning more books than water makes rain.

I...

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ANSWER:

I'll be your loving Gilbert 
And you'll be Anne to me
I'll build for us a gabled house
Like those in Avonlea

I'll court you like in old...

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the mistake I made
was I began calling myself a poet 
and I began calling my writing poetry 
but when you label yourself as anything
a comedian
an...

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The most beautiful proses or poems
Were divinely dictated by the Almighty.
I'm not immersing in some profound dreams.
Needless to say, I'm neither inebriated not crazy.

Believe me,...

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The book Odyssey symbolizes 
Enduring loyalty, the passage of time 
And the emotional power of reunions
It’s a bittersweet truth about life 
Even in decay and...

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{“THE NOTION I bestowed with honor was that, nobody could truly coerce what freedom is, what it means, how much of a reliable source it...

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“You live in a false reality”
“That’s not going to make you any smarter”
“I don’t get what you like about it”
“You’re doing that because you like...

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headlights

It is morning on the other side of the bay
I see hundreds of cars still driving with
headlights on, which means it was dark
when drivers drove...

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A jolly mind delights in acquiring knowledge,
a cheerful heart dances to the rhythm of flapping leaflets.

The pleasure of learning new things,
the satisfaction in doing what...

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Wrapped in fluffy fat rust colored blanket, staying cozy warm inside
Peering at fluffy tailed chasing squirrels who have nothing to hide
I open my mystery novel...

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I can feel your heart 
And the joy that is bubbling inside
As you take the formal ride
I  can see the stars smiling and
the moon...

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Dirty windows and broken hearts, like books left open on the table,
On silent streets where morning and night share their last pages,
A generation of brave...

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The morning sun is dodging in the sky
Warming the grey clouds with radiance of love
And the wind passes swiftly in the bright blue mist
And the...

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there were his baseball cards
collected in a shoebox,
his model submarines, and planes.
he paced in a restless waddle
from corner to corner in our bedroom.
he could beat...

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What shall I tell you about…books piled high, watery eyes, a day burned up, my birthday coming up. Shall I tell you, I have one...

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