Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
-dylan thomas
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Very nice poem…The poems are the way where you can express your ideas…It is a good form to tell your feelings to other people..
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Thanks for sharing your poems I much appreciated it.
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cool
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Yeah is just beautiful i really have to say that those days in 50s were very romantic, times where everything was possible.
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