~~~Luwers of Poetry ~~~

Well seeing as many are lovers of poetry and the ones shared are beautiful indeed thought it appropriate to create a thread specifically for this ...sooo go on and share as many as u wish... Boo, if the other members and u dnt mind, perhaps u could transfer the poems from the *Love quote* thread onto this one as trying to allocate them may in future prove problematic for the lazy folk :-)

 

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written by my dear Gossamz in 2004....

 

~~do i miss u now that u are leaving

do i cry the tears that i have been holding

do i hide and pretend that for now

its just a dream, or just a show?

to weaken my mind, sadden my thoughts?

do i now pretend u never were

a hero, a loved one, a saviour?

can i raise my hand just to see

that, like always u'll be with me....

never leave or if u do

take me along, whereva u go

is the pain that i now feel, ever going to heal

if u never were then i wud never know

wat a wonderful persons mind sow

when inspiring beings like us

in need to be a little wise

from so many u saw what i never did

me, my ability, even though i was just a simple kid

I wondered once how I'll ever cope

then realised that wat u had in me was hope

that made me strong, i admit

and now my thoughts I submit..~~

 

eish nostalgic moment

 

In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure-dome decree
Where Alph, the sacred river ran
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.
So twice five miles of fertile ground
With walls and towers were girdled round :
And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills,
Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ;
And here were forests ancient as the hills,
Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
  

Love is a burning thing
And it makes a fiery ring
Bound by wild desire
I fell into a ring of fire

I fell into a burnin' ring of fire
I went down, down, down
And the flames went higher
And it burns, burn, burns
The ring of fire, the ring of fire

The taste of love is sweet
When hearts like ours meet
I fell for you like a child
Oh, but the fire ran wild

And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me--filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating,
"'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door--
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;--
This it is, and nothing more."

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
"Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you"--here I opened wide the door;--
Darkness there, and nothing more.

 

Before I die
if I fall prey to some disease
I shall like it.

If the wind sears my skin
If a yellow nest is built in my eyes
If the acrid fumes
that rise from baked bricks
make it difficult for me to breathe
I shall like it.

An hourglass filled with sand
stands between
my diseases and me.
And even as I try
to find the keys to my cupboard
if the evergreens bloom
in my blood
I shall like it.

The pale moon would come
to stay in the cavities of my bones.
Flies would buzz
over my bleached fingers.
And grass would sprout through my nails.
I would like that a lot.
Like the hero of The Seventh Seal
if I were to play
a game or two with myself
and if the pawns in the game of chess
were to refuse to move
I would not like it at all.

But even as I make my move
in the game of chess
my younger sister stands by my side
holding a mug of coffee.
When they are whitewashing
the walls of my house
just then
if my doorbell rings
I shall really love it

Love it a lot. 

 

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice is also great
And would suffice.

Oh lovely snowball, packed with care,
Smack a head that's unaware!
Then with freezing ice to spare,
Melt and soak through underwear!
Fly straight and true, hit hard and square!
This, oh snowball, is my prayer.

In the event of my Demise
when my heart can beat no more
I Hope I Die For A Principle
or A Belief that I had Lived 4
I will die Before My Time
Because I feel the shadow`s Depth
so much I wanted 2 accomplish
before I reached my Death
I have come 2 grips with the possibility
and wiped the last tear from My eyes
I Loved All who were Positive
In the event of my Demise

Ness:

Love is a burning thing
And it makes a fiery ring
Bound by wild desire
I fell into a ring of fire

I fell into a burnin' ring of fire
I went down, down, down
And the flames went higher
And it burns, burn, burns
The ring of fire, the ring of fire

The taste of love is sweet
When hearts like ours meet
I fell for you like a child
Oh, but the fire ran wild

Oh Ness, that is beautiful. Wow. I am really feeling that right now! I can't even explain.. lol its great. Thanks for posting it! I am so in my poetry mood right now. I think I'll go write in a bit.

Rain, midnight rain, nothing but the wild rain
On this bleak hut, and solitude, and me
Remembering again that I shall die
And neither hear the rain nor give it thanks
For washing me cleaner than I have been
Since I was born into this solitude.
Blessed are the dead that the rain rains upon:
But here I pray that none whom once I loved
Is dying to-night or lying still awake
Solitary, listening to the rain,
Either in pain or thus in sympathy
Helpless among the living and the dead,
Like a cold water among broken reeds,
Myriads of broken reeds all still and stiff,
Like me who have no love which this wild rain
Has not dissolved except the love of death,
If love it be towards what is perfect and
Cannot, the tempest tells me, disappoint.

By Edward Thomas. I studied this in college.... its really deep. I like it..

Out of us all That make rhymes Will you choose Sometimes - As the winds use A crack in a wall Or a drain, Their joy or their pain To whistle through - Choose me, You English words? I know you: You are light as dreams, Tough as oak, Precious as gold, As poppies and corn, Or an old cloak: Sweet as our birds To the ear, As the burnet rose In the heat Of Midsummer: Strange as the races Of dead and unborn: Strange and sweet Equally, And familiar, To the eye, As the dearest faces That a man knows, And as lost homes are: But though older far Than oldest yew, - As our hills are, old, - Worn new Again and again: Young as our streams After rain: And as dear As the earth which you prove That we love. Make me content With some sweetness From Wales Whose nightingales Have no wings, - From Wiltshire and Kent And Herefordshire, - And the villages there, - From the names, and the things No less. Let me sometimes dance With you, Or climb Or stand perchance In ecstasy, Fixed and free In a rhyme, As poets do.

Again by Edward Thomas. Its about the frustration of wanting to write poetry and not being able to find the right words.  The poet is talking to words asking them to come to him...I can relate to this poem at times when I feel frustrated by my poetry and want the words to flow. I love this poem :)

When all the songs are over
and all the words been said
The sun grows dim across the sky
and the world prepares for bed

I oft can take a moment now
to view the sky above
and whisper God a simple prayer
to thank him for your love

- C.S. Bucknam

aww... so cute.

serioComic:

Oh lovely snowball, packed with care,
Smack a head that's unaware!
Then with freezing ice to spare,
Melt and soak through underwear!
Fly straight and true, hit hard and square!
This, oh snowball, is my prayer.

 

Aahhhhh the classics!  

Unique_princess:

Oh Ness, that is beautiful. Wow. I am really feeling that right now! I can't even explain.. lol its great. Thanks for posting it! I am so in my poetry mood right now. I think I'll go write in a bit.

 

Glad I could be of assistance!

I love your words. I love when you write. Your expression is something to see, even when it's bitter! 

I was feeling that poem very much that day as well! Thanks for sharing our thoughts!