Saturday, February 9, 2008

It is time, love, to break off that sombre rose,shut up the stars and bury the ash in the earth;
and, in the rising of the light, wake with those who awoke or go on in the dream,
reaching the other shore of the sea which has no other shore.

I love poetry.
Some of my all time favourites -

1.The highwayman by alfred noyes - I dont know anyone who isn't a fan of this poem. And if you haven't read this one yet, I am surprised you're still at my blog. Go get some pseudo-intellectual poetry stimulation first. hmmph! (and then come back? okay?)

2.Macavity, The Mystery Cat by T.S. Eliot- This was the very first poem I liked. And still do. "He's broken every human law, he breaks the law of gravity." It's obvious why I like this poem so much. ;)

3.She walks in beauty by Lord Byron- Yes ! yes ! This poem is all about me.

4.ALL poems by Pablo Neruda. I wish I could follow spanish just so that I could read all his original works. One of my faves:-

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where 'I' does not exist, nor 'you',
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
- Pablo Neruda Love Sonnet XVII

5.Last but the not the least. Came across this poem a long time back in a diary I used to maintain a longer time back. I dont know the poet.. and I am going crazy figuring out whose handwriting its written in .. because its certainly not mine !


What if I can't feel anymore and turned my back on you?
Walked out the door?
Would you let me be if I looked away?
And if I needed you to watch over me-
how far wou ld you go?
How much would you show?
Would you wait for me if I was led astray?
What if I felt passionate tonight and I searched for you?
Turned down the light?
Would you give to me if I asked you to stay?
And if I needed to escape it all-
would you set me free?
Would you recapture me?
Would you remember me if I ran away?
What if you were sick of it all and gave up on everything?
To brace for the fall?
Would you care for me if nothing else mattered?
And if you were weeping in the rain-
could I wipe your tears?
Could I dispel your fears?
Would you let me see if your soul had been battered?
What if the rain fell down upon meand knocked me to the ground?
Then fed on me?
Would you comfort me when my wits have been scattered?
And what if I lost all belief-
of my immortality?Of my destiny?
Would you cry for me if my world was shattered?

And in case you are wondering (or were wondering) what's with the weird pic with the fog and all ; its the view from my window right now as i sit procrastinating with my blog rather than go and study for my test which is in,6 hours.

Here's to poetry and beautiful mornings. I hope they always remain the same.

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