short poems

دكتورة القلوب · 20-01-2004, 06:23

The Eclipse

I stood out in the open cold
To see the essence of the eclipse
Which was its perfect darkness.

I stood in the cold on the porch
And could not think of anything so perfect
As mans hope of light in the face of darkness
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HOPE IS THE THING
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.

- Emily Dickinson
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AT THE END

He was so old his bones seemed to swim in his skin.
And when I took his hand to feel his pulse
I felt myself drawn in. It was as faint
as the steps of a child
padding across the floor in slippers,
and yet he was smiling.
I could almost hear a river
running beneath his breath.
The water clear and cold and deep.
He was ready and willing to wade on in.

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Choice

I'd rather have the thought of you
To hold against my heart,
My spirit to be taught of you
With west winds blowing,
Than all the warm caresses
Of another love's bestowing,
Or all the glories of the world
In which you had no part.

I'd rather have the theme of you
To thread my nights and days,
I'd rather have the dream of you
With faint stars glowing,
I'd rather have the want of you,
The rich, elusive taunt of you
Forever and forever and forever unconfessed
Than claim the alien comfort
Of any other's breast.

O lover! O my lover,
That this should come to me!
I'd rather have the hope of you,
Ah, Love, I'd rather grope for you
Within the great abyss
Than claim another's kiss-
Alone I'd rather go my way
Throughout eternity.

Angela Morgan
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i hope you like it...

دكتورة القلوب · 20-01-2004, 06:55

and this is more.....

I’m Sorry

For my passion,
I’m sorry.
For your misery,
I’m sorry.
And for this short love affair,
I’m sorry.

I’m sorry…
For making you cry,
For breaking your heart,
And for deserting you.

I was wrong.

When I said I loved you,
I was wrong.
When I said I needed you,
I was wrong.
And when I said I couldn’t live without you,
I was wrong.

How did I?

How did I make you believe
What we had was special?
How did I make you dream
Spending every waking moment with me?
How did I make you tremble
Every time we kissed?
How did I give you life
Every time you gazed into my eyes?
How could it all have seemed so right
Only for it to be so wrong in the end?

I deceived you.

I made you feel free,
Only to lock you up again
Inside the same cold cage.
Left you there in solitude
With nothing but
A few faint memories.

It’s all over.

Finally your confusion sets in.
Thinking about the good times,
You search for the answers.
Asking yourself the simple question
Of why our love was not to be.
Lost in the absence of reality,
You gaze around the empty cage
Not realizing the simple truth…

It’s all over.
I have made up my mind,
And it’s all over!

No more nights of passion,
No more days of bliss,
No more of us…
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When your looking at the stars, in the eternal blue
remember that each star out there is a reason why I love you
and when you think your alone, and when no one is there at all
ill be right in front of you, to catch you when you fall
that is all for now

مهاااوي · 21-01-2004, 04:38

I think that you have great feelings
when I read this poem I'm thinking about the reason which make you choose this poem
it is nice
thank you my dear
great ideas and great words
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I’m sorry…
For making you cry,
For breaking your heart,
And for deserting you.

I was wrong.

When I said I loved you,
I was wrong.
When I said I needed you,
I was wrong.
And when I said I couldn’t live without you,
I was wrong.

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do you think...................?

دكتورة القلوب · 21-01-2004, 10:51

im happy that u like it....


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