The Door in the Dark - Robert Frost

A poem made by Robert Frost. Not by me! Please enjoy this poem and comment if you like.

In going from room to room in the dark
I reached out blindly to save my face
But neglected however lightly to lace
My fingers and close my arms in an arc
A slim door got in past my guard
And hit me a blow in the head so hard
I had my native smile jarned
So people and things don't pair anymore
With what they used to pait with before

Unforgotten Love - Unknown

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What lips my lips have have kissed and where and why
I have forgotten and what arms have lain
Under my head till morning but the rain
Is full of ghosts tonight that tap and sigh
Upon the glass and listen for reply
And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain
For unremembered lads that not again
Will turn to me at midnight with a cry
Whus in winter stands the lonely tree
Nor knows what birds have vanished one by one
yet knows it's boughs more silent than before
I cannot say what loves have come and gone
I only know that summer sang in me
A little while that in my sings no more