poems

A book of verse, underneath the bough,
A jug of wine, a loaf of bread - and thou
Beside me singing in the wilderness -
Ah, wilderness were paradise now!

Under the blue skies of her native land
She languished and began to fade. . .
Until surely there flew without a sound
Above me, her young shade.
But there stretches between us an uncrossable line;
In vain my feelings I tried to awaken.
The lips that brought the news were made of stone,
And I listened like a stone, unshaken.
So this is she for whom my soul once burned
In the tense and heavy fire,
Obsessed, exhausted, driven out of my mind
By tenderness and desire!
Where are the torments? Where is love? Alas!
For the unreturning days'
Sweet memory and for the poor credulous
Shade, I find no lament, no tears.

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet, if Hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it, therefore, the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of golden sand-
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep- while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?

Whose woods these are I think I know;
His house is in the village, though.
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep
But I have promises to keep
And miles to go before I sleep,
Ahh, yes, And miles to go before I sleep.

DELILAH

how does fate explain phenomenons that the mind cannot comprehend?

how you lose love and find love and lose it again without even seeing it spurt to life.

how you see both people as a friend and as a foe.

when one loses its sanity just by seeing his best friend with his lover.

and his lover clinging to his best friend.

a mind numbing game.

no one wins.

everyone loses.

we think the defeat is the sole ending.

its a lie.

it is when you lose both love and comradeship in exchange of a minute of lust.

how can a woman deceive a man, by looking vulnerable and when he turns his back, she cuts his hair.

oh delilah. what a woman you are. deceitful yes. but you proved women to be a man's weakness.

there is no love.

there is but lies that hides between unspoken words, untamed tongues, and hot sweet kisses.

alas! there is.

will you remember the end of that time.

that time where we used to kiss under the pale moonlight.

and laugh endlessly in crowded places, where no one else mattered but us two.

but then. lies broke us.

honesty was torn.

love was broken.

no one was left to survive.

to tell the untold story of two lovers of ancient tales.

my lips are shaking and so is my hands, in harmony we create an ebullition.

when will this end?

:)

sometimes the biggest mistake we often make is losing ourselves in the process of trying to be happy.

we forget, and waddle away.

its an extravagant purchase to withhold the only rope to success and to failures.

we see not the things that couples the itinerary.

people doesn't commit mistakes they purposely do it, with out knowing the consequence behind and learning in the end that they made the greatest mistake in their lives and blaming all of it in the hands of time.

i call it stupidity.

people regret because they got hurt and invested much in love and life where there is no assurance of its greatness, people are blind.

its foolishness.

people tend to bloat after a few success forgetting that they were once a minute cell, they are ignorant.

im not saying that i have no flaws its just that somehow 3 out of 10 people reflect.

so you see, none of which makes any sense.