what now?
the beginning
is proven, so they say,
the infinite laid to rest, Ah!—
sweet dreams
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what now?
the beginning
is proven, so they say,
the infinite laid to rest, Ah!—
sweet dreams
sweet dreams
jangled in the
caverns of sleep, hallow
bellows settled as he awoke
glaring.
glaring
into morning,
invisible pieces
of another dream, silken tulle
of time
of time
we all have sense
yet we often forget
when time is up and we have to
go home.
go home
he ordered me
and don't forget your smile,
your scent, or your voice ringing in
my ears
my ears
long for your voice
my eyes yearn to see you
with your red hair glittering in
moon light!
moon light
will make my tears
look like tiny crystals
you may try to collect them if
you like
you like
to remember
the sad stories of past
forgetting that only present
is yours
"is yours
my love," said he
"everything but THIS-- this,
a shadow of your fate, that nests
within."
within
you feel different
your outward conduct shows
you, rigid as a stone but soft
within
sorry mazhur...I'm very slow (and bad) at this poetry stuff :sick:
within
her intentions
lies her true self, fleeting,
hanging on to his every word--
lovely!
lovely,Quote:
Originally Posted by crazefest456
you came though late
beginners at love face
such a problem for a while
then Phew !!!
then phew--
but what? it is
not over yet, oh well,
life offers this on a bronze
platter
platter
full of sizzling
meat is appetizing
bring it near me and let me have
a bite.
a bite
was all that set
in motion those cogs whose
teeth were torn to resounding twang of
cello
cello,
the big brother
of violin, plays the bass
in a symphony and is food
for love.
for love
thy sweet voice rings,
but harsh sounds make
even soulless tremble under
love's knees
oh i sooo love my pseudonym :lol:
for love
we crave, then die
as another loveless
soul, while pendulums swing and clocks
tick on...
edit: and i sooo hate being slow! :lol:
love's knees
give way, and i
feel myself falling, deep
into your thoughts, deeper, though i
stand here...
lol
I was thinking about you when I read that :)
I loved that first one!! You weren't being slow...
tick on...
I know you have
no mind to halt at all
Time is ubiquitous yet it
differs!
Quote:
Originally Posted by crazefest456
craze!
is this a compliment or what??
you think of the devi and she is there !
:lol: I was thinking about this one...Quote:
Originally Posted by mazHur
what a coincidence !:)Quote:
Originally Posted by crazefest456
I have come to believe in ''magic'' and ''telepathy'',,,,,,,,;)
:) me honoured! *bow*Quote:
Originally Posted by crazefest456
devi = goddessQuote:
Originally Posted by mazHur
devil = devil
i hope your missing L wasnt a typo :lol:
anyway...
differs
from life and death
and coincides with my
path to the Path, a sojourner
like me...
You can take it any way but that was certainly not a typo !:)Quote:
Originally Posted by symphony
like me
none you will find
in the realm of your dreams
try and tell me when you find one
like me!;)
like me
there are many
living on the edge, poised
ready to give in to flights of
fancy
this is a good one ! lovely!Quote:
Originally Posted by ampoule
fancy
haunts like a ghost,
I try not to dream of
you but you appear in my dreams
somehow
somehow
i have managed
to escape textbook-land
and ended up here in lit-net!
oh my!
oh my!
here comes again
the Magic of Bengal
and she makes me tremble from head
to toe !
To-Toe,
I guess we're not
in Kansas anymore,
and look at my ruby slippers,
how cool!
how cool!
where did you get
your ruby slippers from?
the beauty of your feet enhance
its looks
its looks
are unnerving
you should see the goosebumps
and my spine gets very chilly
don't look
don't look,
the wind rises,
carries you like a bird,
but it's a long way down, enjoy
your tea
your tea,
miss fairchild,
must be imbibed like so,
with etiquette, manners, and grace
now sip.
now sip
and stir these dreams
which, though achromatic,
will give off coiled white fumes, Lord bless
coffee ...
coffee
caffeine goodness
manipulated beans
brewed from corporations fueled by
money
money,
even if stewed
and filled with oyster sauce,
cant be eaten, and yet we go on
struggling...
struggling
for the better
tomorrow, exists not
in future generations, no
fortune
fortune
is what you make
from love, not expecting
a return, wealth without love is
worthless
worthless
seems this life to
me without my love
take away my life and give me
my love