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Topic: Poem about Life......................potent
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writesomething
Moderator Posts: 1313
From: meet me in montauk
Registered: May 2006
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posted January 29, 2008 12:07 AM
 
By one of my favorite poets...(gibran)Life Life is like an island lost in the ocean of solitude, an island
where the rocks are our hopes and the trees our dreams,
where flowers are our solitude and the streams our aspirations. Your life is an island separate from all the other islands
and regions. However many vessels leave your shore for
other countries, however many fleets sail to your ports,
you will always be a separate island, suffering pangs of
solitude and aspiring to happiness. Other men do not know
you at all and they are far from pitying your solitude or
understanding you. If it were deprived of light your neighbors lamp could not illuminate it.
If the house stood in the desert you could not transport it into the
garden of other men, ploughed
and cultivated by other hands. My brother, the life of the spirit goes by in solitude,
and without this solitude and this isolation you would be
in no way what you are, neither would I be what I am.
Without this solitude and this isolation I should come to
believe on hearing your voice that it is my voice which is
speaking, or on seeing your face that it is the reflection of my face
in a mirror. Life without rebellion is like the seasons without spring,
and rebellion without rights is like spring in a barren desert.
Life, rebellion, and rights are a trinity which can neither
be changed nor separated.
Life is like the charger of the night; the faster it gallops, the
sooner it will come to dawn. IP: Logged |
Solane Star
Knowflake Posts: 5378
From: Ontario, Canada
Registered: Jun 2005
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posted January 29, 2008 12:20 AM
Potent Beauty!!!Thanks!!! IP: Logged |
Kal_El
Knowflake Posts: 217
From: Seattle
Registered: Jan 2008
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posted January 29, 2008 04:13 AM
"If in the twilight of memory we should meet once more, we shall speak again together and you shall sing to me a deeper song. And if our hands should meet in another dream, we shall build another tower in the sky."From "The Farewell" ------------------
Scio me nihil scire IP: Logged |
Solane Star
Knowflake Posts: 5378
From: Ontario, Canada
Registered: Jun 2005
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posted January 29, 2008 12:27 PM
To Building Towers in the " Sky "!!! 
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Kal_El
Knowflake Posts: 217
From: Seattle
Registered: Jan 2008
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posted January 29, 2008 12:52 PM
I always like that bit.------------------
Scio me nihil scire
tanslation- I know that I know Nothing IP: Logged |
writesomething
Moderator Posts: 1313
From: meet me in montauk
Registered: May 2006
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posted March 03, 2008 09:34 PM
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blue moon
Moderator Posts: 1169
From: U.K
Registered: Dec 2007
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posted March 04, 2008 02:52 AM
Here's one I like, I'd say it is about a post-coital lie-in but there is probably something really deep I am missing  holds back crass joke 
THE SUN RISING.
by John Donne
BUSY old fool, unruly Sun,
Why dost thou thus,
Through windows, and through curtains, call on us ?
Must to thy motions lovers' seasons run ?
Saucy pedantic wretch, go chide
Late school-boys and sour prentices,
Go tell court-huntsmen that the king will ride,
Call country ants to harvest offices ;
Love, all alike, no season knows nor clime,
Nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.
Thy beams so reverend, and strong
Why shouldst thou think ?
I could eclipse and cloud them with a wink,
But that I would not lose her sight so long.
If her eyes have not blinded thine,
Look, and to-morrow late tell me,
Whether both th' Indias of spice and mine
Be where thou left'st them, or lie here with me.
Ask for those kings whom thou saw'st yesterday,
And thou shalt hear, "All here in one bed lay." She's all states, and all princes I ;
Nothing else is ;
Princes do but play us ; compared to this,
All honour's mimic, all wealth alchemy.
Thou, Sun, art half as happy as we,
In that the world's contracted thus ;
Thine age asks ease, and since thy duties be
To warm the world, that's done in warming us.
Shine here to us, and thou art everywhere ;
This bed thy center is, these walls thy sphere.
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