and turn. I say,
‘You and I will be together
till the universe dissolves.’
You mumble back things you thought of
when you were drunk.
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When I Die
When I diewhen my coffinis being taken outyou must never thinki am missing this world don’t shed any tearsdon’t lament orfeel sorryi’m not fallinginto a monster’s abyss when you seemy corpse is being carrieddon’t cry for my leavingi’m not leavingi’m arriving at eternal love when you leave mein the gravedon’t say goodbyeremember a grave isonly…
We are as the flute, and the music in us is from thee;
We are as pieces of chess engaged in victory and defeat:our victory and defeat is from thee,O thou whose qualities are comely!Who are we, O Thou soul of our souls,that we should remain in being beside thee?We and our existences are really non-existence;thou art the absolute Being which manifests the perishable.We all are lions, but…
This Is Love
This is love: to fly toward a secret sky,to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment.First, to let go of live.In the end, to take a step without feet;to regard this world as invisible,and to disregard what appears to be the self. Heart, I said, what a gift it has beento enter this circle…
In the waters of purity, I melted like salt
doubt remained.In the center of my heart a star has appearedAnd all the seven heavens have become lost in it.
My Burning Heart
My heart is burning with loveAll can see this flameMy heart is pulsing with passionlike waves on an oceanmy friends have become strangersand I’m surrounded by enemiesBut I’m free as the windno longer hurt by those who reproach meI’m at home wherever I amAnd in the room of loversI can see with closed eyesthe beauty…
Last night you left me and slept
your own deep sleep. Tonight you turn
and turn. I say,
‘You and I will be together
till the universe dissolves.’
You mumble back things you thought of
when you were drunk.
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Neither Out Far Nor In Deep – Poem by Robert Frost
The people along the sandAll turn and look one way.They turn their back on the land.They look at the sea all day. As long as it takes to passA ship keeps raising its hull;The wetter ground like glassReflects a standing gull The land may vary more;But wherever the truth may be-The water comes ashore,And the…
Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer’s Day? (Sonnet 18) by William Shakespeare
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?Thou art more lovely and more temperate.Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,And summer’s lease hath all too short a date.Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,And often is his gold complexion dimmed;And every fair from fair sometime declines,By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimmed;But…
Sonnets Vii by William Shakespeare
BEING your slave, what should I do but tendUpon the hours and times of your desire?I have no precious time at all to spend,Nor services to do, till you require.Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hourWhilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you,Nor think the bitterness of absence sourWhen you have bid your servant…
Sand Dunes – Poem by Robert Frost
Sea waves are green and wet,But up from where they die,Rise others vaster yet,And those are brown and dry. They are the sea made landTo come at the fisher town,And bury in solid sandThe men she could not drown. She may know cove and cape,But she does not know mankindIf by any change of shape,She…
Full Fathom Five by William Shakespeare
Full fathom five thy father lies;Of his bones are coral made;Those are pearls that were his eyes:Nothing of him that doth fadeBut doth suffer a sea-changeInto something rich and strange.Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell:Ding-dong.Hark! now I hear them,–ding-dong, bell.
Sonnet Xxiv by William Shakespeare
Mine eye hath play’d the painter and hath stell’dThy beauty’s form in table of my heart;My body is the frame wherein ’tis held,And perspective it is the painter’s art.For through the painter must you see his skill,To find where your true image pictured lies;Which in my bosom’s shop is hanging still,That hath his windows glazed…