'tis nobler in the mind to suffer

this linguistic unit is completed in the next line,

The way you stop all my tears.
The way you softly kiss away all my fears.of poetry were composed for, and somet
imes during, performance. There was a certain degree of fluidity to the exact wo
rding of poems. The introduction of writing fixed the content of a poem to the v
ersion that happened to be written down and survive. Written composition meant p
oets began to compose for an absent reader. The invention of printing accelerate
d these trends. Poets were now writing more for the eye than for the ear.
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The way you
The way you
You
I love you,
You
I love you,

smile when you know your rite.

are so easy to dream of at night.
untill the day i die
and that is only one in a million reasons why.

Haiku Poem:Is a poem consisting of three un-rhymed lines. The first line is made
up of 5 syllables, The second line is made of of seven syllables, and the last
line consisting of five syllables. Thus your entire poem should add up to sevent
een syllable.
FOR EXAMPLE:
Ode Poem:An ode poem is a poem that is detected to one person. This kind of poem
is a poem of lofty feeling, bad or good.
FOR EXAMPLE:
Ode To You
You
I love you
It's a dare to count the ways.
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune.
This technique is called enjambment, and is used to create expectation, adding d
ynamic tension to the verse.
instances, the effectiveness of a poem derives from the tension between the use
of linguistic and formal units. With the advent of printing, poets gained greate
r control over the visual presentation of their work. As a result, the use of th
ese formal elements, and of the white space they help create, became an importan
t part of the poet's toolbox. Modernist poetry tends to take this to an extreme,
with the placement of individual lines or groups of lines on the complete a su
ccessful sonnet poem.
first hair resembles mudusa's, each strand goes its own way.
I am afraid to brush it or my fingers may do the same.
My room gives off a jungle theme. i wouldn't look under the bed, the creatures a
re too mean.
My life is perfect, as you may know.
All except for the alien look of my third big left toe.
You
I love You
Lets count the ways.
The way you hug me and i feel so safe.
The way you never seize to make me smile.