"unsustained" poems - Hello Poetry

444 It feels a shame to be Alive— When Men so brave—are dead— One envies the Distinguished Dust— Permitted—such a Head— The Stone—that tells defending Whom This Spartan put away What little of Him we—possessed In Pawn for Liberty— The price is great—Sublimely paid— Do we deserve—a Thing— That lives—like Dollars—must be piled Before we may obtain? Are we that wait—sufficient worth— That such Enormous Pearl As life—dissolved be—for Us— In Battle’s—horrid Bowl? It may be—a Renown to live— I think the Man who die— Those unsustained—Saviors— Present Divinity—

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Emily Dickinson

It feels a shame to be Alive

444 It feels a shame to be Alive— When Men so brave—are dead— One envies the Distinguished Dust— Permitted—such a Head— The Stone—that tells defending Whom This Spartan put away What little of Him we—possessed In Pawn for Liberty— The price is great—Sublimely paid— Do we deserve—a Thing— That lives—like Dollars—must be piled Before we may obtain? Are we that wait—sufficient worth— That such Enormous Pearl As life—dissolved be—for Us— In Battle’s—horrid Bowl? It may be—a Renown to live— I think the Man who die— Those unsustained—Saviors— Present Divinity—

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779 The Service without Hope— Is tenderest, I think— Because ’tis unsustained By stint—Rewarded Work— Has impetus of Gain— And impetus of Goal— There is no Diligence like that That knows not an Until—

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Emily Dickinson

The Service without Hope

779 The Service without Hope— Is tenderest, I think— Because ’tis unsustained By stint—Rewarded Work— Has impetus of Gain— And impetus of Goal— There is no Diligence like that That knows not an Until—

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I'm tired of fighting myself emotionally drained unsustained with empty promises i will contract some sanctity for you these words lack the luster to get you back to me in my arms in the home of your soul i've gone off the rails. a narrow minded walk through the paths life has to offer living for others without a true lover i don't know what i need to make it out alive who am i kidding, we all lose at this game called life our time runs out call it quits, 86 don't push it, baby you've gone too far 100 words down a few billion more to go until i run out they've lost their flow live without death is only a horizon and i'm ready for my ships to set sail i'm ready for my suns to set they call it a gift, some kind of magic don't waste it, lose it a shot in the dark a walk in the park a day to remember and a night to forget God wouldn't save her if it came down to her last breath hide the knives and hide the drugs from me i am a hazard to society i am a hazard to myself crazy.

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Sep 19, 2013

Sep 19, 2013 at 10:33 PM UTC

aviendha-goodrich

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I'm tired of fighting myself emotionally drained unsustained with empty promises i will contract some sanctity for you these words lack the luster to get you back to me in my arms in the home of your soul i've gone off the rails. a narrow minded walk through the paths life has to offer living for others without a true lover i don't know what i need to make it out alive who am i kidding, we all lose at this game called life our time runs out call it quits, 86 don't push it, baby you've gone too far 100 words down a few billion more to go until i run out they've lost their flow live without death is only a horizon and i'm ready for my ships to set sail i'm ready for my suns to set they call it a gift, some kind of magic don't waste it, lose it a shot in the dark a walk in the park a day to remember and a night to forget God wouldn't save her if it came down to her last breath hide the knives and hide the drugs from me i am a hazard to society i am a hazard to myself crazy.

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An angel of darkness wrapped in regression, He calls upon me with raspy digression. "I have come here for you to ensue, All that I have to offer for you" His eyes flickered the fears unsustained, And body was wrapped in black tendrils of pain. Though he did not flinch, nor feel this burn. For he projected this plague to give me a turn. Lungs on fire, heart ablaze, My insides are melting black from pain. His demeanor is scorched beyond recognition, "This is now you," smiles Depression

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Nov 27, 2014

Nov 27, 2014 at 2:46 PM UTC

wonderlust

Skin Deep Joy

An angel of darkness wrapped in regression, He calls upon me with raspy digression. "I have come here for you to ensue, All that I have to offer for you" His eyes flickered the fears unsustained, And body was wrapped in black tendrils of pain. Though he did not flinch, nor feel this burn. For he projected this plague to give me a turn. Lungs on fire, heart ablaze, My insides are melting black from pain. His demeanor is scorched beyond recognition, "This is now you," smiles Depression

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Left on an unsustained ground to stand and rely on I would have preferred gold or brass at least

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Jul 21, 2019

Jul 21, 2019 at 4:20 PM UTC

justgudrid

Foundation

Left on an unsustained ground to stand and rely on I would have preferred gold or brass at least

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