Ride The Rays And Come To Me..The Melody
The melody, you and me
say it again and let it rain
LOVE TO ME,
In the castle, above the sea,
waiting the blue..
waiting the white,
waiting the boat,
Hymn To Pan
Thrill with lissome lust of the light,
O man ! My man !
Come careering out of the night
Of Pan ! Io Pan .
Io Pan ! Io Pan ! Come over the sea
From Sicily and from Arcady !
Roaming as Bacchus, with fauns and pards
And nymphs and styrs for thy guards,
On a milk-white ass, come over the sea
To me, to me,
The Mermaid And The Sailor
</>Dive deeply through the passages of my mind..
paths leading into the depth and warmth of my soul's home,
In my down time, where Iam again alone but with my lasting friend, my self, whom I always own..
while sipping my hot drink, warming my soul with my hands while tightly holding my glass.bathed with the steam which warmly listens to my silent eyes' dream.
here where your day ends and my day does start,
**a Cheerful Poem For Whom Will Be Caught..For The Big Rat
note: iam still under the attack of the Rats WHOM THANKFULLY push my poems to be advanced in top 500.....and by the way..they come to the trap by themselves...many have been caught....26/9/09...
I close my windows, my doors and for you a trap I left in WHICH you will be caught,
...for my poems which have been degraded to 2 and to 7. eight.
. put for you some pieces of poisonous meet, little biscuit..and on A golden plate some sticky cheese and broken bone
.
the great, fruitful trees with hard stones always will be thrown by whom has ugly trait...
Iam Thecover In The Lonely Nights...
ONE DAY I THOUGHT OF LEAVING
,
IT WAS A MOMENT.. I CLOSED MY EYES,
MY SELF WAS TORN TO PIECES,
APART OF ME WAS TAKEN AWAY..
THAT MOMENT I SAW A CRYING ORPHAN
# # A Song Of Joy
as a bird on the streets
i had a natural song
which came right from my heart
in my voice
which was graced by god
as a bird on the stage
in front of a gathering
a mic frightening me
i seem to have lost my voice..yet
to keep the cheer going
**i Will Break All The Rules By Sailing With No Oars To Places Faraway.For Whom Can'T See Further Than Their Nose.
(Didicated to the great one who said to me Hang there my little kitten)
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Hi guys..
thanks for whom understood beyond my ordinary words, and thanks for whom tried to offer their advice.I wish from you to stop advicing me as i know what i do and i will achieve my goals which stoping others to treat us as fools..
and just to say that each one of you will not say no if he will be so popular poet.so don't show that you are so ideal as no more ideal than me, ...
Popularity Does Not Always Reflect Quality
popularity does not reflect quality,
popularity means quantity...
...a poem may be which will be written, my respect to the excellent poets who are popular but they have a very good quality work...
iam planning too to be popular but to publish only the good work..
an invitation for you to sip with me that cup of emotions, read this poem please and the melody which iam going to complete..with regards and admiration for who concentrate on thier qualified work
Identity
I asked myself who iam.
I was looking for identity.
I felt the silent of my soul.
No answer.
I looked at the stars one by one.
They asked for identity too.
The Great
IF LOVE IS A WEAKNESS,
IT IS WEAKNESS OF THE GREAT,
YOUR WORDSWERE THE KEY,
, MY MIND WASTHE GATE,
MY FEELINGS NEVER LIE,
#hold
come on friends
lets undo this mess
no..no..no
iam not calling you to restructure
i dont believe in any structure
let's just undo this mess
this fabric has worn out
the stretch has torn it
it will not HOLD anymore
weaving another fabric
A Smile For A Smile - A Tribute To All
A SMILE FOR A SMILE
a poem for a poem...and
that seems fair in this forum
What a variety of people we have here
nine to a ninety of age would be there
what a variety of poets we have here
some would paint lovely pictures
some would bring lovely music
some could paint and play music together
Zzzzzzzzzz........Emails Which Threaten Me To Leave...
I don't remember that I hurted any one here before they started hurting me, and too i don't remember that i hurted any one at all so i wonder why all this hate which continue, I received many emails before threatening me or like this one which i will post now..this i know whom A RESPECTED ONE AS IT LOOKS..
for whom will be happy if i will go or delet my posts, don't be because iam not going to do, it looks like you don't know me..you have to study me so well..Iam a rock..lol..iam rock filled by precious minerals and elements, it was said to me iam made from the best materials..
## The Sun's Plea
you go all places
you worship so many
why don't you even look up at me
in a long queue
you would stand
for hours and days
you would wait
to see a golden statue and pray
A Wasted Self
If i were the water-
I would'nt have wasted myself-
in a flood.
If i were the wind-
I would'nt have wasted myself-
in a storm.
Iam human
Iam confined within myself
My smiles are measured.
Even if i cry- i try to
* A Part Of It We All Are
I have a music to play
I have a song to sing
I have a smile to give
I have a life to live
A part of this
grand orchaestration iam
a part of this
lovely poetry iam
# Live
[ a conversation with god]
In JUST a word tell me..i asked
what do i do?
god just said 'LIVE'
In JUST a word tell me..i asked
what do i do to attain you?
god went on to say the same 'LIVE'
A Lament
Horace: Book II, Elegy 8
"Eripitur nobis iam pridem cara puella---"
While she I loved is being torn
From arms that held her many years,
Dost thou regard me, friend, with scorn,
Or seek to check my tears?
# A ' Creation''s' Song
why search for him
every where
when he is right within me
whether iam a spec or the sea
why search for him
every where
when he is right within me
THE CREATOR WOULD BE IN HIS CREATION
(689) You Can'T Touch Me
You Can’t Touch Me
You can’t touch me
I have the strength of dolphins soaring o’re the sea
You can’t touch me
Iam the cunning tiger hidden behind the forest trees
You can’t touch me
I’am the flames that burn beneath the earth
You can’t touch me
I’am the glitter of diamonds rough