I am the type of person who writes about what I am feeling
at the time, all of my work is true stuff!!!enjoy!!!
I am actually really looking for friends on this site as well as writing poems! If anyone wants to talk they can just im me!!!!! yeah another thing about me I love huskies!!!!!oh my new bestest bestest friend is liehonestly, yeah gurl if you are reading this my poem "tormentation" is dedicated to you!!! I luvs you!!! Yay I started a new group thingy and It is so cool!!!!! Yeah my new boyfriend's name is junior and I love him so much!!!
wow this is my favorite favorite poem by william blake!!!
The Tiger
TIGER, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?
And what shoulder and what art
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand and what dread feet?
What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? What dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
When the stars threw down their spears,
And water'd heaven with their tears,
Did He smile His work to see?
Did He who made the lamb make thee?
Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
By William Blake
1757-1827
at the time, all of my work is true stuff!!!enjoy!!!
I am actually really looking for friends on this site as well as writing poems! If anyone wants to talk they can just im me!!!!! yeah another thing about me I love huskies!!!!!oh my new bestest bestest friend is liehonestly, yeah gurl if you are reading this my poem "tormentation" is dedicated to you!!! I luvs you!!! Yay I started a new group thingy and It is so cool!!!!! Yeah my new boyfriend's name is junior and I love him so much!!!
wow this is my favorite favorite poem by william blake!!!
The Tiger
TIGER, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?
And what shoulder and what art
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand and what dread feet?
What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? What dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
When the stars threw down their spears,
And water'd heaven with their tears,
Did He smile His work to see?
Did He who made the lamb make thee?
Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
By William Blake
1757-1827
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- I'm a aventurine thought poet for 53 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is "when life gives you a match, strike it".
- I am a 18 year old girl from Virginia (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm a student and full time lover.
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- I have 53 comments, 20 poems
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I had to learn the hard way what love can truly be I hope this saves someone the heartache.
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Fire, fire, pure desire,
burns the soul with lovers fire,
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