Name :

GarBear

Gender :

Male

Age :

19

Country :

USA, Maryland

Registered :

2006-07-10

Last visit :

2009-10-22

Poems :

80

Rating :

4.7 / 477

Forum posts :

365

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What's going on people. My real
name's Gary and I go to University
of Maryland: College Park, where I
take up a double major cocktail of
Criminology and English. Weird as
it may seem, considering my love
for all things poetry, I bank on
making a career in law enforcement,
eventually applying and hopefully
living out my dream of working in
the F.B.I. as a Special Agent. as
diverse as my interests are, so I
believe write my poems. Since this
IS a site for poetry, let's share
my favorite one ever written- Dylan
Thomas' "Do Not Go Gentle Into
That Good Night" Do not go
gentle into that good night, Old
age should burn and rave at close
of day; Rage, rage against the
dying of the light. 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. Wild men who
caught and sang the sun in
flight, And learn, too late, they
grieved it on its way, Do not go
gentle into that good
night. Grave men, near death,
who see with blinding sight Blind
eyes could blaze like meteors and
be gay, Rage, rage against the
dying of the light. And you, my
father, there on that sad
height, Curse, bless, me now with
your fierce tears, I pray. Do not
go gentle into that good
night. Rage, rage against the
dying of the light. Believe It
:)) Take care guys, Garbear

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