Saturday, September 20, 2008
jelousy
Jealousy has
Frightening eyes.
Jealousy has
Grinding teeth.
Jealousy has
A cunning face.
Jealousy can live
Without a mind,
Without a heart,
Without a soul,
Even without God.
Human jealousy
And divine
Ecstasy
Are eternal strangers.
Jealousy Is an aggressive boxer,
A repulsive dancer,
A hopeless singer
And a useless storyteller.
Jealousy,
Before you entered Into my life,
I was the world's Richest prince.
Now that you are in me
And I am for you,
I have become
The poorest street-beggar.
Jealousy,
You are my constant
Nightmare-mind.
You are my constant
Love-absence-heart.
Shortest is the distance
From jealousy to hell.
Jealousy,
You are your own
Ultimate
Self-destructive-indulgence
11:30 PM
♥ChoColate
Dreams
Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.
11:27 PM
♥ChoColate
hope poems...
Hope is the Thing with FeathersBy: Emily Dickinson
"Hope" is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chillest land
And on the strangest sea,
Yet never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.
The Hope of Loving
by: Meister EckhartTransl. Daniel Ladinksky
What keeps us alive,
what allows us to endure?
I think it is the hope of loving,or being loved.
I heard a fable once about the sun going on a journey
to find its source, and how the moon wept
without her lover’swarm gaze.
We weep when light does not reach our hearts.
We witherlike fields if someone close
does not rain their
Pure is the life of my hope.
With my sweet hopeI try to reach the higher worlds.
With my pure hope
I try to fathom my inner worlds.
But alas,In neither way do I succeed.
I fail,I miserably fail.
Gitanjali
By: Rabindranath Tagore
In desperate hope I go and search for her in all the corners ofmy room;
I find her not.
My house is small and what once has gone from it can never beregained.
But infinite is thy mansion, my lord, and seeking her I have to
come to thy door.
I stand under the golden canopy of thine evening sky and I liftmy eager eyes to thy face.
I have come to the brink of eternity from which nothing canvanish
--no hope, no happiness, no vision of a face seen throughtears.
Oh, dip my emptied life into that ocean, plunge it into the
deepest fullness.
Let me for once feel that lost sweet touch int
he allness of the universe.
11:25 PM
♥ChoColate
Love is not a thing to understand.Love is not a thing to feel.
Love is not a thing to give and receive.
Love is a thing only to become
And eternally be.
11:20 PM
♥ChoColate
svksvk againhate ithav a lot of trouble doing it lolxxxi m angry but still can laugh swt... why does this always happen to me lerh ??it totally sucks a lot Fcuk larh this projectmade me veri mad n keep saying bad wordszzz....hate u larh project hate u larh project !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
11:09 PM
♥ChoColate
Love is not a thing to understand.