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Showing posts with label English Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label English Poetry. Show all posts

Friday, 27 July 2012

Sitting Alone in a corner



Sitting Alone in a corner and Thinking about you
That how Much I am lonely without you.

They urged me to be delicate




SHOW-OFF

They urged me to be delicate, for that befits the rose.
Roses are quaint and lady-like, as everybody knows.
They hoped I'd have some pallor to reflect a lady's cheek,
The faintest rosy blush of pink was all they seemed to seek.

'We want you to be pretty and feminine and gentle.
We want you to evoke the thoughts that are sweetly sentimental.'
But when I blossomed I observed blue sky and golden sun!
Everything was gaudy! I wanted to have fun!
'Bring me Nature's paint-pot!' I shouted out with glee.
'Paint me scarlet, touched with gold! I want everyone to see

That I'm no prissy little flower, hiding behind a fan!
I'm an extrovert at heart, not some also-ran!'
So here I am, splendiferous! I'm taking my rightful place
Among the sunflowers of the world with a smile on my painted face




Thursday, 26 July 2012

SENSITIVITY I'm a sensitive soul



SENSITIVITY

  I'm a sensitive soul. The others swooned over the luxury car.
'Look!' they said ' It's beautiful! An expensive Jaguar!

 Look at the upholstery! Take a look at the controls!
Look at this and look at that!' What insensitive souls!

As for me, I was inwardly moved to write a lovely sonnet
About the trees reflected in the shiny jet-black bonnet.

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It would have been quite Keatsish and very reverential
But someone blocked my train of thought by discussing the differential !

Every morning, when we wake up




“Every morning, when we wake up,
we have twenty-four brand-new hours to live.
What a precious gift! We have the capacity to
live in a way that these twenty-four hours will bring peace
, joy, and happiness to ourselves and others.”

If I Get your Smile




If I Get your Smile
I don’t Need Flowers.

If I get your Voice;
I don’t Need Music.

If you Speak to Me,
I don’t Need to Listen
to Any Body Else.


If you are With Me,
I don’t Need the World.
You Are Mine.





Friday, 20 July 2012

When I touched your hand



When I touched your hand for the first time,
I wanted nothing more than to hold it forever