Spleen


On a road that is too steep

murky memories are hard to keep.

Ineffable injuries  are very very  deep

They move at a  creep but

they ‘ve grown to a huge  heap .

 Sour sadness has taken a long leap

and my soul proves to be so cheap

that I start to wheeze and weep

then I  plunge into a nightmarish sleep.

 

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Timeless Verses


Edgar Allan poe

From childhood’s hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.

Strong Love


My love to you is

deeper than the sea

softer than the morning dew

wider than the sky

freer than a bird’s fly .

 

My love to you is

prettier than a butterfly’s glee

atop a beautiful daisy

purer than a mother’s embrace

warmer than the smile on her baby’s face.

 

My love to you is

gentler than the night breeze

higher than the tallest trees.

brighter than the summer sunlight

stronger than an armored knight.

 

 

Timeless Verses


Emily Dickinson

( 1830-1886 Mass, US)

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Fame is a bee.
It has a song—
It has a sting—
Ah, too, it has a wing.


See The Truth


The truth is out there

it reigns supreme.

Break the silence
And you’ll hear The truth scream.

Open your eyes
And you’ll see The truth beam.

Speak out The truth, Only the Truth
And you’ll be held in high esteem.

Hold on tight , don’t let go
And never follow the stream.

Break the iron gate of deceit
And you’ll taste the sweetness of your dream.

End of Spring


youth ‘s  ebbed

my health ‘s worn  away

my skin ‘s   wrinkled

my hair ‘s  turned gray.

My joints once sturdy

now quake and ache

my hands once steady

now noticeably shake .

It’s been a long journey

Sprinkled with memories

Dim and bright

Daubed with deeds

Wrong and right

Dotted with  sweet successes

and many  foul failures.

The Beggar


 

Seated on  cardboard

shabby and swarthy

careworn and haggard

stretching a cadaverous hand

covered with calluses

to make an urgent demand

for money and food .

 

Some  people pass  by

turn their heads away

seem not to care

they refuse to see

as if  nobody is there.

 

Others hear the plea,

rummage their pockets

only for a short while

and hand  some dimes

enough to paint a faint smile

on a face furrowed by  hard times.

 



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