Friday, December 26, 2008

Of Pearls and Stars

The pearly treasures of the sea,
The lights that spatter heaven above,
More precious than these wonders are
My heart-of-hearts filled with your love.

The ocean's power, the heavenly sights
Cannot outweigh a love filled heart.
And sparkling stars or glowing pearls
Pale as love flashes, beams and darts.

So, little, youthful maiden come
Into my ample, feverish heart
For heaven and earth and sea and sky
Do melt as love has melt my heart.You can start writing here...

- by Heinrich Heine

Thursday, December 25, 2008

To Propose

Whisked away across the sea.
Bended down upon one knee.
Ask the question .
Ask it right.
Then she'll be your bride tonight.
Ask the question.
Ask it wrong.
Then she'll break your every bone.

- by Cassandra Dawn Davidson

Friday, November 21, 2008

A Love That Will Stay

I will walk with you without going astray
Even if hardships ahead they lay
I will give you a loving hug everyday
No matter whether the sky is sunny or gray

I will shield you when harm comes your way
You must not be hurt come what may
I will make your days happy and gay
For your fears I will try to allay

I will remember the days to buy you a bouquet
‘Till I’m old and my memory is in disarray
I now only have this to convey
That I love you and my love is here to stay.

- Anonymous

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Bilbo's Last Song!

Day is ended, dim my eyes,
But journey long before me lies.
Farewell, friends! I hear the call.
The ship's beside the stony wall.
Foam is white and waves are grey;
beyond the sunset leads my way.
Foam is salt, the wind is free;
I hear the rising of the sea.

Farewell, friends! The sails are set,
the wind is east, the moorings fret.
Shadows long before me lie,
beneath the ever-bending sky,
but islands lie behind the Sun
that i shall raise ere all is done;
lands there are to west of West,
where night is quiet and sleep is rest.

Guided by the Lonely Star,
beyond the utmost harbour-bar,
I'll find the heavens fair and free,
and beaches of the Starlit Sea.
Ship my ship! I seek the West,
and fields and mountains ever blest.
Farewell to Middle-earth at last.
I see the star above my mast!

- J R R Tolkein

Saturday, October 4, 2008

A Poison Tree

I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.

And I watered it in fears,
Night and morning with my tears;
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.

And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe beheld it shine.
And he knew that it was mine,

And into my garden stole
When the night had veiled the pole;
In the morning glad I see
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.

- William Blake

Friday, October 3, 2008


An Elven-maid there was of old,
A shining star by day.
Her mantle white was hemmed with gold,
Her shoes of silver-grey.

A star was bound upon her brows,
A light was on her hair
As sun upon the golden boughs
In Lorien the fair.

Her hair was long, her limbs were white,
And fair she was and free;
And in the wind she went as light
As leaf of linden-tree.

Beside the falls of Nimrodel,
By water clear and cool,
Her voice as falling silver fell
Into the shining pool.

Where now she wanders none can tell,
In sunlight or in shade;
For lost of yore was Nimrodel
And in the mountains strayed.

The elven-ships in haven grey
Beneath the mountain-lee
Awaited her for many a day
Beside the roaring sea.

A wind by night in Northern lands
Arose, and loud it cried,
And drove the ship from elven-strands
Across the steaming tide.

When dawn came dim the land was lost,
The mountains sinking grey
Beyond the heaving waves that tossed
Their plumes of blinding spray.

Amroth beheld the fading shore
Now low beyond the swell,
And cursed the faithless ship that bore
Him far from Nimrodel.

Of old he was an Elven-king,
A lord of tree and glen,
When golden were the boughs in spring
In fair Lothlorien.

From helm to sea they saw him leap,
As arrow from the string,
And dive into the water deep,
As mew upon the wing.

The wind was in his flowing hair,
The foam about him shone;
Afar they saw him strong and fair
Go riding like a swan.

But from the West has come no word,
And on the Hither Shore
No tidings Elven-folk have heard
Of Amroth evermore.

- J R R Tolkein

Thursday, October 2, 2008

All That Is Gold Does Not Glitter

All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.

- J R R Tolkein

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

All Woods Must Fail

O! Wanderers in the shadowed land
Despair not! For though dark they stand,
All woods there be must end at last,
And see the open sun go past:
The setting sun, the rising sun,
The day's end, or the day begun.
For east or west all woods must fail.

- J R R Tolkein

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed and gazed but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

- William Wordsworth

Monday, September 29, 2008

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

- Robert Frost

Sunday, September 28, 2008


The sun is shining, and the sky is blue,
not a day goes by, when I don't think of you.
I remember your sparkling eyes, and smiling face,
even now my pulse begins to race.
Days spent holding hands, passing time,
eating exotic foods, and drinking wine.
Nights lying in each others arms, in a state of bliss,
awakening to a loving kiss.

Then you went to a far off land,
so all my dreams turned to sand.
Now that we are so many miles apart,
all that I have left, are memories, and an aching heart.

- Anonymous

Saturday, September 27, 2008

One Spring Day

The wind carries away her gentle sigh, unheard
As his fingers play softly with her golden hair
The young boy stares wondrously at the lustful pair
His faith in them is as always, undeterred
The love from the child is frequently undeserved
Brown hair which caresses his beautiful eyes
Smiles that emerge no matter how much he cries
This day in his mind will be forever preserved
As he stood there at that last love joy intersection
And watched as the man came gun in hand
He pointed, screamed, shot, two dead
Grasping each other in undying affection
Stolen watches, wallets, and a wedding band
And tears which intermingled as the blood started to spread.

- Silent Dreams

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Burning India

Kashmir is as usual suffering
Bihar is flooding
Delhi just got attacked
Ahmadabad received d same few months back
IT is glooming in Bangalore
Riots are happening in Mangalore
Orissa is full of Weather racket
Mumbai turns into bear market
Bengal is swelling with Nano-Singur misery
Noida-gurgaon is busy with rape cases and murder mystery.
If this is how India shines, then where are progressive signs.
Is India really shining? I guess it’s truly burning!!!

- Yashpal Kothari

Thursday, August 7, 2008

Over the Misty Mountains Cold

Far over the Misty Mountains cold,
To dungeons deep and caverns old,
We must away, ere break of day,
To seek our pale enchanted gold.

The dwarves of yore made mighty spells,
While hammers fell like ringing bells,
In places deep, where dark things sleep,
In hollow halls beneath the fells.

For ancient king and elvish lord
There many a gleaming golden hoard
They shaped and wrought, and light they caught,
To hide in gems on hilt of sword.

On silver necklaces they strung
The flowering stars, on crowns they hung
The dragon-fire, on twisted wire
They meshed the light of moon and sun.

Far over the Misty Mountains cold,
To dungeons deep and caverns old,
We must away, ere break of day,
To claim our long-forgotten gold.

Goblets they carved there for themselves,
And harps of gold, where no man delves
There lay they long, and many a song
Was sung unheard by men or elves.

The pines were roaring on the heights,
The wind was moaning in the night,
The fire was red, it flaming spread,
The trees like torches blazed with light.

The bells were ringing in the dale,
And men looked up with faces pale.
The dragon's ire, more fierce than fire,
Laid low their towers and houses frail.

The mountain smoked beneath the moon.
The dwarves, they heard the tramp of doom.
They fled the hall to dying fall
Beneath his feet, beneath the moon.

Far over the Misty Mountains grim,
To dungeons deep and caverns dim,
We must away, ere break of day,
To win our harps and gold from him!

The wind was on the withered heath,
But in the forest stirred no leaf:
There shadows lay be night or day,
And dark things silent crept beneath.

The wind came down from mountains cold,
And like a tide it roared and rolled.
The branches groaned, the forest moaned,
And leaves were laid upon the mould.

The wind went on from West to East;
All movement in the forest ceased.
But shrill and harsh across the marsh,
Its whistling voices were released.

The grasses hissed, their tassels bent,
The reeds were rattling--on it went.
O'er shaken pool under heavens cool,
Where racing clouds were torn and rent.

It passed the Lonely Mountain bare,
And swept above the dragon's lair:
There black and dark lay boulders stark,
And flying smoke was in the air.

It left the world and took its flight
Over the wide seas of the night.
The moon set sale upon the gale,
And stars were fanned to leaping light.

Under the Mountain dark and tall,
The King has come unto his hall!
His foe is dead, the Worm of Dread,
And ever so his foes shall fall!

The sword is sharp, the spear is long,
The arrow swift, the Gate is strong.
The heart is bold that looks on gold;
The dwarves no more shall suffer wrong.

The dwarves of yore made mighty spells,
While hammers fell like ringing bells
In places deep, where dark things sleep,
In hollow halls beneath the fells.

On silver necklaces they strung
The light of stars, on crowns they hung
The dragon-fire, from twisted wire
The melody of harps they wrung.

The mountain throne once more is freed!
O! Wandering folk, the summons heed!
Come haste! Come haste! Across the waste!
The king of freind and kin has need.

Now call we over the mountains cold,
'Come back unto the caverns old!'
Here at the gates the king awaits,
His hands are rich with gems and gold.

The king has come unto his hall
Under the Mountain dark and tall.
The Worm of Dread is slain and dead,
And ever so our foes shall fall!

Farewell we call to hearth and hall!
Though wind may blow and rain may fall,
We must away, ere break of day
Far over the wood and mountain tall.

To Rivendell, where Elves yet dwell
In glades beneath the misty fell.
Through moor and waste we ride in haste,
And whither then we cannot tell.

With foes ahead, behind us dread,
Beneath the sky shall be our bed,
Until at last our toil be passed,
Our journey done, our errand sped.

We must away! We must away!
We ride before the break of day!

- JRR Tolkien

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Roads Go Ever On

Roads go ever ever on,
Over rock and under tree,
By caves where never sun has shone,
By streams that never find the sea;
Over snow by winter sown,
And through the merry flowers of June,
Over grass and over stone,
And under mountains in the moon.

Roads go ever ever on,
Under cloud and under star.
Yet feet that wandering have gone
Turn at last to home afar.
Eyes that fire and sword have seen,
And horror in the halls of stone
Look at last on meadows green,
And trees and hills they long have known.

The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way,
Where many paths and errands meet.

The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with weary feet,
Until it joins some larger way,
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say.

The Road goes ever on and on
Out from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone.
Let others follow, if they can!
Let them a journety new begin.
But I at last with weary feet
Will turn towards the lighted inn,
My evening-rest and sleep to meet.

Still 'round the corner there may wait
A new road or secret gate;
And though I oft have passed them by,
A day will come at last when I
Shall take the hidden paths that run
West of the Moon, East of the Sun.

- JRR Tolkien

Tuesday, August 5, 2008


I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed--and gazed--but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

- William Wordsworth

Monday, August 4, 2008


Laugh, and the world laughs with you;
Weep, and you weep alone.
For the sad old earth must borrow it's mirth,
But has trouble enough of its own.
Sing, and the hills will answer;
Sigh, it is lost on the air.
The echoes bound to a joyful sound,
But shrink from voicing care.

Rejoice, and men will seek you;
Grieve, and they turn and go.
They want full measure of all your pleasure,
But they do not need your woe.
Be glad, and your friends are many;
Be sad, and you lose them all.
There are none to decline your nectared wine,
But alone you must drink life's gall.

Feast, and your halls are crowded;
Fast, and the world goes by.
Succeed and give, and it helps you live,
But no man can help you die.
There is room in the halls of pleasure
For a long and lordly train,
But one by one we must all file on
Through the narrow aisles of pain.

- Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Saturday, August 2, 2008

No matter where the journey takes us

No matter where the path may end.
I will stand with you forever.
You will be my dearest friend.

We've shared lots of fun and laughter.
We've shed many fallen tears.
I will share with you my good times,
You can share with me your fears.

Sometimes you'll lead, sometimes I'll follow.
Sometimes we'll lean in each other arms.
But all the time we both will be there.
Supporting, caring, safe from harm.

So give to me your trust and honor,
I'll give to you my faith and care.
No matter where this journey takes us,
At the end we'll both be there!

- Lynn King

Sunday, July 20, 2008

Journey's End!

In western lands beneath the Sun
The flowers may rise in Spring,
The trees may bud, the waters run,
The merry finches sing.
Or there maybe 'tis cloudless night,
And swaying branches bear
The Elven-stars as jewels white
Amid their branching hair.

Though here at journey's end I lie
In darkness buried deep,
Beyond all towers strong and high,
Beyond all mountains steep,
Above all shadows rides the Sun
And Stars for ever dwell:
I will not say the Day is done,
Nor bid the Stars farewell.

- JRR Tolkein

The Sea!

To the Sea, to the Sea! The white gulls are crying,
The wind is blowing, and the white foam is flying.
West, west away, the round sun is falling.
Grey ship, grey ship, do you hear them calling?
The voices of my people gone before me?
I will leave, I will leave the woods that bore me;
For our days are ending and our years failing.
I will pass the wide waters lonely sailing.
Long are the waves on the Last Shore falling,
Sweet are the voices in the Lost Isle calling.
In Eressea, in Elvenhome, that no man can discover,
Where the leaves fall not: land of my people forever!

- JRR Tolkein

Saturday, July 19, 2008

One Ring!

Ash nazg durbatul√Ľk, ash nazg gimbatul,
Ash nazg thrakutul√Ľk agh burzum-ishi krimpatul.

Three Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky,
Seven for the dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,
Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne,
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.

- JRR Tolkein

The King

The King beneath the mountains,
The King of carven stone,
The lord of silver fountains,
Shall come into his own!

His crown shall be upholden,
His harp shall be restrung,
His halls shall echo golden,
To songs of yore re-sung.

The woods shall wave on mountains,
And grass beneath the sun;
His wealth shall flow in fountains,
And the rivers golden run.

The streams shall run in gladness,
The lakes shall shine and burn,
All sorrow fail and sadness,
At the Mountain-king's return.

- JRR Tolkein

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

All Ye Joyful!

Sing all ye joyful, now sing all together!
The wind's in the tree-top, the wind's in the heather;
The stars are in blossom, the moon is in flower,
And bright are the windows of night in her tower.

Dance all ye joyful, now dance all together!
Soft is the grass, and let foot be like feather!
The river is silver, the shadows are fleeting;
Merry is May-time, and merry our meeting.

Sigh no more pine, till the wind of the morn!
Fall Moon! Dark be the land!
Hush! Hush! Oak, ash and thorn!
Hushed by all water, till dawn is at hand!

- JRR Tolkein

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

First Love!

I ne'er was struck before that hour
With love so sudden and so sweet,
Her face it bloomed like a sweet flower
And stole my heart away complete.
My face turned pale as deadly pale.
My legs refused to walk away,
And when she looked, what could I ail?
My life and all seemed turned to clay.

And then my blood rushed to my face
And took my eyesight quite away,
The trees and bushes round the place
Seemed midnight at noonday.
I could not see a single thing,
Words from my eyes did start --
They spoke as chords do from the string,
And blood burnt round my heart.

Are flowers the winter's choice?
Is love's bed always snow?
She seemed to hear my silent voice,
Not love's appeals to know.
I never saw so sweet a face
As that I stood before.
My heart has left its dwelling-place
And can return no more!

- John Clare

Monday, July 14, 2008

Remember Me!

Remember me when I’m no longer with you
When regretfully, I can no longer stay
Remember the great times we’ve had
When I’m no longer a part of your day

Remember me with a smile
And reminisce all your memories
Let them carry you somewhere far away
And soothe your soul like a cool Autumn breeze

But should you forget me for some reason
If remembering later on,
Cause sorrow to clutch your heart
I would rather you never remember me gone

Place me somewhere close to your heart and forget me there
If sadness is brought on by my memory
I would rather have you never realize my absence
Because I'd rather you smile, than Remember me.

- Matt Windseth

Sunday, July 13, 2008

A Dream Within A Dream!

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 the 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?

- Edgar Allan Poe

Saturday, July 12, 2008

Lost Within!

Lost I wander in this self-inflicted night,
No moon or stars in the sky give me light.
Wearily, I stumble and fall aimlessly,
Longing only for someone to rescue me.

I have no compass to tell me where to go,
I’m so exhausted but no one seems to know.
Alone I struggle through this thick black sea,
Alone I wander, lost within me.

Unto deaf ears I seem to silently scream,
Pleads to end this nightmarish dream.
I’m not as strong as you seem to think,
In my own misery I ceaselessly sink.

I can’t go much farther on my own,
I can’t go on, all alone.
I just wanted to tell you before you go,
I just thought that you should know.

- Matt Windseth

Friday, July 11, 2008

Alone I Walk!

Alone I walked along the crashing waves,
The only ones I had to wash away my tears.
But then suddenly I found you there at my side,
And you relieved me of all my fears.

As we strolled down the thundering surf,
You whispered promises in my ear.
You seemed to be able to read my soul,
And tell me everything that I had always wanted to hear.

I walked on knowing that every word was sincere,
I felt that I had finally found someone who truly cared,
I closed my eyes knowing in my heart,
That when I opened them again, you'd still be there.

As dawn came, I turned for feeling the need to thank you,
And as I stood there, my smile slowly faded away.
I silently gazed at the single set of tracks leading to me,
And I couldn't remember why I thought you would actually stay.

So still alone I walk along the crashing waves,
The only ones I have to wash away my tears.

- Matt Windseth

Thursday, July 10, 2008

Where the Sidewalk Ends!

There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.

Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.

Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.

- Shel Silverstein

Wednesday, July 9, 2008


Sometimes, I want to laugh
Sometimes, I want to cry
Sometimes, I’m happy to be alive
Sometimes, I want to die
But its not sometimes I wish you were here
I always want you near.

Sometimes, I wish it were yesterday
Sometimes, I wish it was tomorrow
Sometimes, I feel pure joy
Sometimes, I feel only sorrow
But its not sometimes that I need you
I always need you.

Sometimes, I need help
Sometimes, I can do it on my own
Sometimes, I need someone there
Sometimes, I want to be alone
But its not sometimes I love you
I always love you.

And sometimes, you feel the same way I do
Sometimes, you feel the same way too.

- Matt Windseth

Tuesday, July 8, 2008

I Sit And Think!

I sit beside the fire and think
of all that I have seen,
of meadow-flowers and butterflies
in summers that have been;

Of yellow leaves and gossamer
in autumns that there were,
with morning mist and silver sun
and wind upon my hair.

I sit beside the fire and think
of how the world will be
when winter comes without a spring
that I shall never see.

For still there are so many things
that I have never seen:
in every wood in every spring
there is a different green.

I sit beside the fire and think
of people long ago,
and people who will see a world
that I shall never know.

But all the while I sit and think
of times there were before,
I listen for returning feet
and voices at the door.

- JRR Tolkein

Monday, July 7, 2008

Mind Without Fear!

Where the mind is without fear and head is held high,
Where knowledge is free,
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments by narrow domestic walls,
Where words come out from the depth of truth,
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection,
Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way into the dreary desert sand of dead habit,
Where the mind is led forward by thee into ever-widening thought and action,
Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake!

- Rabindranath Tagore

Thursday, June 26, 2008


Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again!
For so the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.

Come, as thou cam'st a thousand times,
A messenger from radiant climes,
And smile on thy new world, and be
As kind to others as to me!

Or, as thou never cam'st in sooth,
Come now, and let me dream it truth,
And part my hair, and kiss my brow,
And say, My love why sufferest thou?

Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again!
For so the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.

- Matthew Arnold

Wednesday, June 4, 2008

Where Do I Begin!

Where do I begin
To tell the story of how great a love can be
The sweet love story that is older than the sea
The simple truth about the love she brings to me
Where do I start

With her first hello
She gave new meaning to this empty world of mine
There'll never be another love, another time
She came into my life and made the living fine
She fills my heart

She fills my heart with very special things
With angels' songs , with wild imaginings
She fills my soul with so much love
That everywhere I go I'm never lonely
With you my love, who could be lonely
I reach for her hand-it's always there

How long does it last
Can love be measured by the hours in a day
I have no answers now but this much I can say
I know I'll need her till the stars all burn away
And she'll be there!

- Anonymous

Monday, June 2, 2008

I WIsh!

I don’t know what to say
Or even where to start
But I never would have guessed
It’d be you to break my heart

You can just walk away
But I don’t feel the same
My love for you was true
And to you it was all a game

I wish there were a way
I could go back in time
To hold you in my arms
As if you were still mine

Please someone tell me when
This pain will go away
When I’ll forget the past
And move on to another day

A day where just for once
You face won’t cross my mind
I won’t think of our memories
I'll just leave them all behind

I won’t think of our good time
Or the way you made me feel
I’ll move on to someone new
Someone whose love is real

The memory of your kiss
Will finally disappear
And never again for you
Shall I shed another tear

I say all this right now
Wishing it would be true
But I know tonight, Ill go to bed,
Crying over you....

- Anonymous

Sunday, June 1, 2008

Nothing At All

I Know just how to whisper,
I know just how to cry;
I know just where to find the answer,
and I know just how to lie.

I know just how to fake it,
and I know just how to set free.
I know just when to face the truth,
and then I know just when to dream.

And I know just where to touch you,
and I know just when to prove.
I know when to pull you close,
and I know when to let you loose.

But I don't know how to leave you,
and I'll never let you fall.
And I don't know how you do it,
making love out of nothing at all

- Anonymous

Monday, May 12, 2008

I Fear Not!

Turning copy-cat once again, here is Pooja at her best again! Great going friend! Two great poems that leave your soul thinking and wanting for more...

I Fear Not...
They say time to tie a knot,
I say let me first fear not.

They proclaim love develops over a time,
I reclaim my mind may rule my heart over a lifetime.

They believe understanding leads to love,
I believe love may be moldable like a dove.
Read more here.

The Sun's Ray's
My mind so small, though my eyes wide lay,
I cuddle you mother, every time you touch and pray.

Though darkened by your womb, I can feel the Sun’s ray,
Beautifully endowed with your love, heartily inside I play.

You give me the magic fodder, every moment I sway,
Loaded all sides by my weight, I stretch you every day.
Read more here.

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Once Again!

Lying all alone, thinking,
Of your mesmerizing smile,
Dream after dreams, weaving,
Sweet memories I compile!

April had been cruel,
Pushing me into solitude,
Forcing me to elude,
From fighting self, a lost duel!

Days passed by, now eleven,
When I last felt myself lucky,
Then, the Numen from heaven,
Turned this maze all the more tricky!

For you were not here,
Punishing me, even when I didn't err,
The pain of living without you,
Is what I am unable to bear!

Its been long in exile,
Inside me, serene voids remain,
Empower me, Break the chains amain,
Bless me to make all worthwhile!

Oh God, have mercy, ordain,
Let my suffering end, Make it rain,
Let me just once more, pass,
My Elegant Stranger, Again!

- Sandy

Monday, April 14, 2008

Why does it happen, Why?

Why does it happen, Why?
At the peak of your career,
You realize, Time flew by,
Leaving you secluded to cry!

Friends expect you to celebrate,
For them, You just won the toss,
Deep inside yourself, You evaluate,
What you gained, What was lost!

Aloof in the company of many,
Colleagues, Friends and Family,
The Fun, The Excitement, The Wishes,
With every passing moment, Diminish!

You want to be all alone,
To regain your ground,
In the inner emotional cyclone,
Fighting those voices profound!

You find no angel nearby,
To console your bleeding soul,
On whom you could rely!!
Why does it happen, Why?

- Sandy

Friday, April 11, 2008

The Invisible Stranger!

A magnificent, brilliant, mesmerizing composition from my dear friend Pooja!

This mirage echoes a sound, the one i wish to hear & hear,
Finding an unknown always around, i see no one else so near!

Like every twinkling star, my heart contracts n expands with fear..
Am i in love with an invisible stranger, the one my heart finds so dear..?


Read the complete composition here.

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Autumn In The Air!

Fallen leaves
crackle and crunch
beneath my feet
and fall is everywhere.

The little girl in me
shrieks with delight
as I crackle and crunch
more fallen leaves.

Visions of leaves
and me running through them
to scatter them all around
run through my head.

Excitement builds
as I crunch more leaves
and let my head
fill with these visions.

The crackle and crunch
of the fallen leaves
is alluring and delicious
to my senses.

The fall atmosphere
with the crispness everywhere
in the air, in the leaves
awakens another side of me.

What is it…I wonder
that is awakened
and so alluring
about the crispness

Such delight, I find
in the crispness and
in the crackling & crunching
of fallen leaves.

How, I wonder…
could anyone not love or
fall in love with autumn
and all its beauty?

- Anne

Monday, April 7, 2008

Don't Quit!

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all up hill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest! if you must; but don't you quit.

Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As everyone of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don't give up, though the pace seems slow;
You might succeed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than
It seems to a faint and faltering man,
Often the struggler has given up
When he might have captured the victor's cup.
And he learned too late, when the night slipped down,
How close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out;
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt;
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems afar;
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit;
It's when things seem worst that you mustn't quit.

- Anonymous

Sunday, April 6, 2008

What I Want?

What to think about? What do i desire?
What is my gift? my passion? my fire?

I want to experience joy like all the rest
To shine like a star through every test

I want every being on earth to smile
And i want it to last for a long while

I want every creature to know that we care
For the poor to sing and for the rich to share

I want us all to work together as one group
To mix our essences into a glistening soup

I want a cure to be found for every disease
For violence to end and for suffering to cease

I want our laughter to be heard from galaxies away
For worldwide peace to finally see the light of day

How can little old me make these wishes come true?
Is living each moment with purpose all one can do?

I am here to make a difference by playing my tune
Hopefully all these wants become fulfilled really soon

- Mikey

Friday, April 4, 2008

One Glimpse!

One Glimpse of the unitive state
and you will never be the same

One Glimpse of your final fate
and you will see how it's all a game

One Glimpse of who you really are
and you will awaken to what is true

One Glimpse of the light of the inner star
and you will know the love that acts as glue

One Glimpse of the peace of being
and you will forever rest in the mystery

One Glimpse of the will that is freeing
and you will realize that now is eternity

One Glimpse is all it does take
for the spell of separation to break!

- Mikey

Thursday, April 3, 2008

Every day I feel it more!

Every day I feel it more
Ive never felt this way before
Love so strong
I wonder whether its wrong

Things have been tough
Taking the smooth with the rough
I suppose I could be more understanding
A little less demanding

I know we’ll work problems out
That’s what loves about
When things are good
They are as they should
And our home is filled with love

We’ve been through so much
I don’t ever want to loose your touch
I like to think you will always be mine
And that we haven’t wasted all this time!

- Stephanie Byrne

Wednesday, April 2, 2008


People all around me
Friends and family
Always there
But not quite here

Everyday I'm surrounded by people
But it's not always that simple
I may lose myself in the crowd
But it's not always that loud

When they leave
And I'm alone
A sigh i heave
'Cause I'm alone

The loneliness creeps onto me
Like the shadow of the night
And I'm afraid to see
That I'm alone again tonight

Though it only seems present when I'm alone
It's actually there evry time of day
Whether in a crowd or alone i lay

How do i get over this despair?
How do i stop feeling lonely?
I don't want this life of solitaire
I just want some company

Why do i feel this?
I Have you here
But why does my heart ache
When you are so near?
I know,
I need more than just an hour a day
More than just a 'hello' or a 'hey'

You are here but not really here
You don't listen you only hear
Please listen, Please see
Please know that it's you I need

This loneliness is killing me
Isn't it killing you too?
All I need is a conversation
With who? Why of course you!

- Danielle

Sunday, March 30, 2008

All Night In The Rain!

You ask me when I am coming, I do not know
I dream of your mountains and autumn pools brimming all night with the rain
Oh when shall we be trimming wicks again, together in your western window
When shall I be hearing your voice again, all night in the rain?

- Li Shang Yin (translated Francis Chin)

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Search For Salvation

Its been long you have been deary, My heart filled with emotions fiery,
Sometimes you seem a mystery, At times the cause of my misery.

In this quest of life, Enjoying life has been my game,
To catch a glimpse of you, Is now my day's sole aim.

Be it the evening carnival, Or the dining hall,
The back home travel, Or the leisurely gym stroll.

Aware of my feelings are you, Yet ignorance you pretend,
Playing with your magical eyes, Avoiding me at every instance.

Every corner of my heart, Is now under your sway,
To the Cupid's magic, I had fallen prey.

Whats up your mind and heart, Is one unsolved riddle,
With every smile of yours, The dying flames rekindle.

The only thing I want in this world, Is one chance from you,
But, in my heart I know, Its a wish that will never come true.

Its much more, than said, Only for this sufferer,
Infuse life in my soul, O Elegant Stranger!

- Sandy

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

My Friend!

We all need someone
To talk to in our life,
A friend to whom we run
In times of stress or strife

A friend who's always there
Throughout the years,
A friend we know will care
And take away our fears.

A friend who's always near,
Waiting for our call,
To wipe away our tears,
And lift us when we fall.

A loving friend indeed,
On whom we can depend
To fulfill our every need -
Thank you, precious friend

- Sammy Lane Sharp

Monday, March 24, 2008

As Days Flew By!

The very first time I saw you,
Was special how we met.
You took me by complete surprise.
I knew my heart was set.

As days flew by, we talked again,
But you never seemed to care.
I tried my best to help you out,
By a favor here, or a favor there.

Although I made a fast approach,
Our friendship grew and grew.
I realized how deep I cared,
But the feeling I felt was new.

In time I became attached to you.
From a hug, I wouldn't let go.
I soon saw how close we were,
And the feeling was good to know.

For you, I wrote sweet letters and songs.
You were on my mind all day.
The thought of sleeping was nowhere near,
Unless I knew you were okay.

It hit me then, what I was in -
A unique and precious love.
For the person I said was only mine,
Was an angel sent from above.

The minutes without you turned into days,
And the seconds with you flew fast.
I could only wish to see you more,
And make each moment last.

The times I spent with you,
Were what made my heart complete.
I knew one thing for sure,
Without you, my future was obsolete.

And now, we love just the same,
As it doubles day by day.
I stare deep into your precious eyes,
Yet I'm still speechless to what I should say.

With you, I'm in a whole new world.
You bring out the best in me.
It's hard to picture you not there,
When you taught me who to be.

Yes, the road ahead gets hard,
When things may only seem rough.
But because you and I try so much,
We'll stay strong and get by tough.

Though problems may lie ahead someday,
And either of us could be right;
I promise to always be by your side,
And I promise my heart, so hold it tight.

And so, each night, beside my bed,
When there's only bright stars to see;
I pray that we may never give up,
And will always remain you and me.

- Peng

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Mere Words!

After a long time I found this worth mentioning,

I searched among the card displays,
To see if I could find,
A little something that would say
Just what was on my mind.

However there was not a one,
That captured it just right,
For no one else can understand
Just what I'd like to write.

I even find it difficult
To try to write it down,
For how do I portray to you,
The love that I have known?

I close my eyes and what I see,
Is someone I adore;
A person who is beautiful,
Right down into their soul.

Mere words cannot describe
The many qualities you show,
The love and caring nature that
You share with those who know.

Your kind and gentle temperament,
Your sweet angelic smile,
Your softly spoken sentiments,
That reach across the miles.

Your smile and laugh that sparkle with
The softness of your sighs,
The way your face lights up a room ...
That twinkle in your eye.

The loving gestures through the years,
That quickly come to mind,
For always you've a gentle word
To calm and soothe I find.

I struggle and I search to try
To find some words anew ...
And yet I cannot capture
All the things that make you you.

I shall therefore, be satisfied
That you must simply know,
Just how I feel about you,
For with words I cannot show.

- Kit McCallum

Saturday, February 23, 2008


This is for the people who have to follow the masses and cannot do what they want,

Victories passes by, defeats squander time.
statistics of try, throws one more dime.
Silence of life , asunder of dreams.
laughter despise, baffle the screams.
Follow the stars, do it alone.
what others did, considered axiom.
Interests are burried, under the fossil
stop all thinking, follow the codicil.
Depression of failure, a matter of disguise
defeats to remember, victories are volatile.
Greatness of Einstein, lies inthe interests
the saga of failures, he didnt trust
The other wrote, he became shakespeare
successfu he was, his creations didnt fear.
All their life, they were in ruins
Untilsomeone discovered, their quality tunes.
Many couldnt rise, they had the talent
It was luck not the dumbness, that made them lament

- By Sunil Kumar

Friday, February 22, 2008


We had a friendship pure and true,
A friendship time could never cease,
That in sad moments, could renew,
And bring to us release,
We had a friendship, you and I,
That was taken much for granted.
We thought that it would never die,
Much like the seed that we have planted.
And in such haste did we forget,
The love required to grow,
And at our feet it shall be set,
Drowning from feelings never shown.
Maybe we can save this seed before its time is through,
For I've never had a friendship, as the one I have with you.

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

True Friendship!

Friendship is something that grows through the years
Withstanding feelings of anger, joy and tears

It is something you cannot live without
A friend you can turn to when in doubt

They should listen carefully and not speak a word
For you would do the same when they want to be heard

A person you can confide in, learn from and trust
This is a friend and everyone must

Be able to have someone just like this
Not a boyfriend to hug, cuddle and kiss

But a person so special, faithful and true
The only one I can think of is a person like you

Our friendship is strong, healthy and great
Through the years I see its wonderful fate

A fate of laughs, greatness and fun
We have only one life to live and this is the one

The past- full of memories that runs through my head
The bad ones never talked about or said

Every moment of life should glisten with fresh morning dew
This reminds me of the greatest friendship one ever knew!

- Anonymous

Monday, February 18, 2008


Dreams don't always come true
and that I have to accept.
But you were so much better
than all the rest.

You always cared
and you always loved.
You were always there
when push came to shove.

I wanted so badly
to have you near.
But it's someone else
who you hold dear.

"Persist" you once told me
"Cause your dream might come true".
But when you gave me this advice
Did you know that my dream was you?

Sometimes I think you did
But then I'm not so sure.
It doesn't really matter anyway
Cause your advice I chose to ignore.

How could I persist
Once I knew the truth?
I couldn't even pretend to not know
Cause you'd given me the proof.

I dealt with it the best I could
And tried to hide my feelings from you.
But deep down inside of me
I am sure that you still knew.

So now I just sit and wait
And check the mail each day.
I hope that you are home real soon
Cause it's been lonely with you away.

Trust Distrust

Lesson is learnt in the poem
there are very few things that rhyme
others are just felt to be rhyming
the one those are felt on beats
may be on the lower heeds
referring to something else
that is nothing but weeds

Some people in your life
comes as they might be
the right person, the right friend
the one you can trust
at least you think
that you can speak
when you feel dejected
when you are hurt
when you have no one
so that the extra burden
on your heart eases out

Those some you search for
those some which you look for
those some whose company
makes you happy make you change
your state of mind
those some who change
your behavior, your outlook
You recognize them truly
when it happens to you
when it comes to you in life
when you reach out
and want to hold them abreast
to cry and stay calm

But when you find most
people of them makes fun
not only in the lightest of times
but the time when you feel
the gravest of your needs
then you think about those
who hurt you in your life
don't even know us
or want to hurt us
but these are your friends
those you searched for
those you looked for

This is the time you trust
on them is now finished
you feel more dejected
by these great friends
than the one who hurt you
Some of them were not the same
they want to flow with the crowd
They did so cos they dont want
to stand away from the crowd
this makes them feel so proud
Now the trust will never arise
like a cat blessing a mice

Now you know there are very few
very very few who are yours
There is a lesson that is learnt
Never trust anyone , never ever
better say never expect good
even from your own
Lesson is also given by the poem
there are very few things that rhyme
others are just felt to be rhyming
The one those are felt on beats
may be on the lower heeds
referring to something else
that is nothing but weeds.

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Elegant Stranger!

I endure the empty lane, fighting my inner pain,
Your thoughts driving me insane, Is it drop of tear or rain?

Since that day in June, across my eyes swims your face,
Smitten by your mesmerizing grace, all night I search you in moon.

I am not me anymore, since ages it seems,
Heartbeats causing an uproar, in breath so lean.

With the first morning ray, remembering the almighty I pray,
An already lost game I play, taking a break at the end of day.

Running here, Running there, Running everywhere,
Always on time but few, to catch that one glance of you.

You have no clue, of the spell she casts on you,
Striking a bond at the first sight, with her eyes so true.

In this journey of life, lonely, I wander,
Desiring your company, as my Elegant Stranger!

- Sandy

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

One Art!

The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.

-Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.

Monday, February 11, 2008

I Shall Be Glad

If I can put new hope within the heart
Of one who has lost hope,
If I can help a brother up
Some difficult long slope

That seems too steep for tired feet to go,
If I can help him climb
Into the light upon the hill's far crest,
I shall begrudge no time

Or strength that I spend, for well I know
How great may be his need.
If I can help through any darkened hour,
I shall be glad indeed.

For I recall how often I have been
Distressed, distraught, dismayed,
And hands have reached to help, and voices called
That kept me unafraid.
If I can share this help that I have had,
God knows I shall be glad.

- By Grace Noll Crowell

Friday, February 8, 2008


A wonderful poem from my dear friend, Pooja. The way she has described the beauty and power of a rose, is reminiscent of her own personality. You may read the whole poem on her blog here. A few lines,

Roses sparkle in beauty n pain, so does the enduring soul,
Roses are blind to human faults, much like our forgiving soul,
Roses stay for a lifetime, akin to the memories of our soul,
Roses gleam pure with red, like the blood stream in our soul,
Roses bring solace to all, crystal pure for every reverberating soul..

Monday, February 4, 2008

Under the Balcony!

O beautiful star with the crimson mouth!
O moon with the brows of gold!
Rise up, rise up, from the odorous south!
And light for my love her way,
Lest her little feet should stray
On the windy hill and the wold!
O beautiful star with the crimson mouth!
O moon with the brows of gold!

O ship that shakes on the desolate sea!
O ship with the wet, white sail!
Put in, put in, to the port to me!
For my love and I would go
To the land where the daffodils blow
In the heart of a violet dale!
O ship that shakes on the desolate sea!
O ship with the wet, white sail!

O rapturous bird with the low, sweet note!
O bird that sits on the spray!
Sing on, sing on, from your soft brown throat!
And my love in her little bed
Will listen, and lift her head
From the pillow, and come my way!
O rapturous bird with the low, sweet note!
O bird that sits on the spray!

O blossom that hangs in the tremulous air!
O blossom with lips of snow!
Come down, come down, for my love to wear!
You will die on her head in a crown,
You will die in a fold of her gown,
To her little light heart you will go!
O blossom that hangs in the tremulous air!
O blossom with lips of snow!

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Today and Again

You've left, and I'm not Ok.
Yet, I don't have an unshaved face
or holes in my shirt.
I don't pass the nights sleepless
Don't walk under the stars.

You've left, and I'm not Ok.
Yet, I didn't take shelter in a temple
or even mumble day and night.
I didn't admitt myself in the hospital
I wasn't gonna escape the site.

You've left, and I'm not Ok.
Yet, I didn't take a handful sleeping pills
or try to jump off the roof.
I didn't touch any electric cable
Don't hang around railtracks.

You've left, and I'm not Ok.
Yet, I wasn't kicked out of the country
or sentenced life time prison.
I didn't hang from the ceiling
Firing-squad didn't put bullets in my bosom.

But life would've been better -
If I jumped off the roof
If I touched the electric cable
If I faced a train
If I Hanged
Or, Hugged the bullets.

- By Eyesblade

Friday, January 18, 2008

Confusion of Love!

Those simple words confuse me.
For I thought I knew what they meant.
Until I lost and won some,
My love today is for rent.


Those simple words I know so well.
I wish for you to know.
That just liking someone is so different.
So I will say it real slow.


Those are the words of a million feelings.
My hopes and dreams and joys.
Little girls writing love letters.
Chasing after boys.


Those are the words that I say to you.
I whisper them to your heart.
You turn and look back at me.
I loved you from the start.

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

To Spend Forever

I give you my heart,mind,body, and soul
I give you my love, for you to make me whole
I give you this promise, the promise to try
I give you each breath and the tears i cry
I give you my past, my future and NOW
I give you my thoughts and my hopes in this Vow
I give you my voice and the music i sing
I give you forever by accepting this ring
I give you my world all the pain and strike
I give you my hand and learn to share life
I give you this kiss and there words i say
"I'll Cherish you always as of this day"
I give you my faith that these words are true from now until the end I promise to you
I promise to spend the rest of my life loving you.

- Anonymous

Sunday, January 6, 2008

Hope in Black & White

Its been long I have been trying,
Looks like wet sand,
Was in my hand,
Now slowly and gradually drying.

Realities seems just like stories,
Used to be colored,
Never seemed blurred,
Now black and white, waterless dories.

The heavy cloud inside my head,
Keeps hoping cropping,
Just like head mobbing,
Now wants by isolation to get bayed.

The thunder while raining boggles,
Says sad and sorry,
The never stoppable orry,
Now like everything it always dawdles.

It seems this is life the fiery face,
Keeping the hopes alive,
A silver lightening in the hive,
Will bring glory and brightness in coming days!

Friday, January 4, 2008

Sold Out!

Its been long words came out
Given on rent ,vending out
Standing on the threshold
I'll blow all the ways out

Sold out! Sold out! Sold out!

All the words come undone
What is done what is done
Doubting it all untrueeeee
There is .. Is there?? A way out!

Sold out! Sold out! Sold out!

It has all just begun
Feel the magic floating all over
Just breath just breath and breach
Its all waking up and what's out??

Sold out! Sold out! Sold out!

Nothing left to prove , its a rush
Its simple but cannt explain...
Its another perfect day in lane
Sun fall out, rolling out, running out...

Don't know how, Don't know how,

Sold out! Sold out! Sold out!

Tuesday, January 1, 2008

Who Ever Loved That Loved Not at First Sight?

It lies not in our power to love or hate,
For will in us is overruled by fate.
When two are stripped, long ere the course begin,
We wish that one should love, the other win;

And one especially do we affect
Of two gold ingots, like in each respect:
The reason no man knows; let it suffice
What we behold is censured by our eyes.
Where both deliberate, the love is slight:
Who ever loved, that loved not at first sight?