Neoclassical,
so magical:
the euphonic sound
like a breath
of fresh air,
the nature of it
as beautiful as
a morning star.

O Neo!
You are
a transcendent beauty,
the phoenix of a rising star,
St. Cecilia reimagined.
You shine in the dark abyss,
you hail from
the coldest regions,
you rise at
the darkest hour.
For you shine
like a thousand suns.
Your music is
beauty, undefeated.

We will meet again,
when the stars realign.
We will meet in the calmness
of the ash grove trees
and dance to your
sonorous melody.

This has to do with having sex:

if i believe

if i believe
in death be sure
of this
it is

because you have loved me,
moon and sunset
stars and flowers
gold creshendo and silver muting

of seatides
i trusted not,
one night
when in my fingers

drooped your shining body
when my heart
sang between your perfect
breasts

darkness and beauty of stars
was on my mouth petals danced
against my eyes
and down

the singing reaches of
my soul
spoke
the green--

greeting pale
departing irrevocable
sea
i knew thee death.

and when
i have offered up each fragrant
night,when all my days
shall have before a certain

face become
white
perfume
only,

from the ashes
then
thou wilt rise and thou
wilt come to her and brush

the mischief from her eyes and fold
her
mouth the new
flower with

thy unimaginable
wings,where dwells the breath
of all persisting stars

e.e. cummings

Please provide the poem and I'll try to help. . It's Charles Osgood; it's not going to be deeply philosophical or difficult to understand.
OK, I just looked it up. It's pretty straightforward. The bottom line is: pretty good is not good enough. He's saying people accept "pretty good." He's a "pretty good" student. The school is "pretty good." But if you're looking to be great, pretty good is not good at all.
Edit: Think of it this way--if you're in a plane, would you be happy to know your pilot is "pretty good"? What about the airplane mechanic?

LONELY

Lonely in this world, i sit and look out the window
waiting for something to happen, tho hope dies more and more
So does everything that's left of me.
All this was gathering in me for so long, and now it's bursting all over the place
I myself was amazed how much has not been said
Flaws occupy a place in my heart,
removing all traces of goodness, i don't know who i am anymore
It was all in my head and nothing else
Infinity for me exists, but infinity of despair..
I'm guilty because i caused it
Mistakes of the past greet the present
and kneel before those that are yet to come
The future is not so far away, since it's not changing
What i should anticipate, i've lived for a couple of times
Fate's mocking me.

But I didn't finish it. I want to know what you think of it so far.

Not a native english speaker but i hope you'll like this.

A knight in shining armor

So long you've been waiting for,
a knight in shining armor.
You've been longing to be saved,
by a knight truly strong and brave.
A knight who would fight for thee,
from evil to be set free.
A knight who'd spark a light,
Brightening your darkest night.
A knight who'd never give up.
even when everything gets tough.
A knight who'd wipe off your tears.
a knight who'd end all your fears.
A knight who sees your beauty,
a knight who knows you're worthy
A knight who would love more,
a knight in shining armor.
You might have been wondering,
Who's this knight you've been searching.
Look no further and you'll see.
That knight is no one but thee!

You mean what literary figuration, or poetic device, is being used? Literary term means just a word.

"Mask" is connotation for maybe hiding yourself or for representing something other than who you are. A connotation is the suggestion of a meaning by a word beyond what it explicitly denotes or describes. The word, home, for example, means the place where one lives, but by connotation, also suggests security, family, love and comfort. Connotations are almost the same as an allusion or a symbol.

"Feel forever" is an alliteration. Alliterations, called head rhyme or initial rhyme, is the repetition of the initial sounds (usually consonants) of stressed syllables in neighboring words or at short intervals within a line or passage, usually at the words beginnings, as in "wild and woolly,"