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Beat Out Of My Chest

Where do the years go?

Yesterday was one and then there were two

All of a sudden, before we knew it

Twenty-three years has passed

And the kids, are no longer little

When did they grow?

When did we grow….older?


Paint a picture of perfection

It is not our life

Yet I’m glad you were there through it all

I woke up to the morning and realized

Thirty years have been shared and nearly shattered

Forgive me for being so unkind not only sometimes

But most of the times


Thank you for the years, still more to come

Grey hair or not, I’m glad we’re here…together

Forgive me if I may seem heartless

It’s just my heart is no longer mine

You see, it beat right out of my chest

The day you came to my life

*For my parents on their 30th anniversary

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Annabel Lee

It was many and many a year ago,          

In a kingdom by the sea,    

That a maiden there lived whom you may know          

By the name of ANNABEL LEE;    

And this maiden she lived with no other thought          

Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,          

In this kingdom by the sea;    

But we loved with a love that was more than love-          

 I and my Annabel Lee;    

With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven          

 Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,          

 In this kingdom by the sea,

A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling          

My beautiful Annabel Lee;    

 So that her highborn kinsman came          

And bore her away from me,    

To shut her up in a sepulchre          

 In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,          

Went envying her and me-    

Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know,          

In this kingdom by the sea)    

That the wind came out of the cloud by night,          

 Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love          

 Of those who were older than we-          

 Of many far wiser than we-    

And neither the angels in heaven above,          

Nor the demons down under the sea,    

Can ever dissever my soul from the soul          

Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams          

 Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;    

 And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes          

 Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;    

And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side    

 Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,          

In the sepulchre there by the sea,          

In her tomb by the sounding sea.


-Edgar Allan Poe-


This poem is my all time favorite from my all time favorite poet. This poem was my first ever post in this blog as well, which was a year ago.

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