J. W. Cassandra: Talán visszatérek, 2. rész

Maybe, I Shall Return Part 2, by J. W. Cassandra. I haven’t put this poem into any of my volumes yet. I share it both in English and Hungarian. I write in it the eternal loss and value – and the probable returning and rediscovery…

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J. W. Cassandra: Talán visszatérek, 1. rész

Maybe, I Shall Return Part 1, by J. W. Cassandra. I haven’t put this poem into any of my volumes yet. I share it both in English and Hungarian. I write in it the eternal loss and value – and the probable returning and rediscovery…

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Maybe, I Shall Return Part 2, by J. W. Cassandra

Maybe, I Shall Return Part 2, by J. W. Cassandra. I haven’t put this poem into any of my volumes yet. I share it both in English and Hungarian. I write in it the eternal loss and value – and the probable returning and rediscovery…

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Maybe, I Shall Return Part 1, by J. W. Cassandra

Maybe, I Shall Return Part 1, by J. W. Cassandra. I haven’t put this poem into any of my volumes yet. I share it both in English and Hungarian. I write in it the eternal loss and value – and the probable returning and rediscovery…

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Satin Waves

The graceful ocean It’s waves of satin Shimmer to the light Woven by the sovereign.   Its fabric in turmoil Racing to kiss Skin of white sand Then returns to such bliss.   Its shades…

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Satin Waves

The graceful ocean It’s waves of satin Shimmer to the light Woven by the sovereign.   Its fabric in turmoil Racing to kiss Skin of white sand Then returns to such bliss.   Its shades…

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Look To This Day Kalidasa Poem

Look To This Day | Poem by Kalidasa

This poem is a perfect word of wisdom for all the people. This tells you the importance of today. The fact that you are able to breathe, it gives you the list of possibilities, the buffet of the courses of action from which you can wisely choose the best one.

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Annabel Lee Edgar Allan Poe Poem

Annabel Lee | Poem by Edgar Allan Poe

In this poem, the speaker talks about his love that was long lost. Lost, because it was so strong that everyone at the ‘kingdom by the sea’ envied it. The speaker believes that this, even though they were just little kids, love between him and his Annabel Lee was stronger and deeper than the ones between the people older and wiser than them. That despite the physical distance no one can part their souls from each other. Their love was real love and no teenage crush.

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The World Is Too Much With Us William Wordsworth Poem

The World Is Too Much With Us | William Wordsworth Poem

William Wordsworth says that instead of living in a high-society, modern world, with up-to-date technology (blooming at the cost of nature), he would rather choose to be a low-born or ‘pagan-born’ and enjoy the scene of Proteus (the moon of the sea) rising from the sea.

William Wordsworth poems are highly inspired by his love for nature.

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The Tyger William Blake Poem

The Tyger | A Poem by Willam Blake

This poem depicts Blake’s sheer admiration for the ‘Tyger’ and for the God who made this mortal. This poem is full of questions. There are a total of 13 question marks in the poem.

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Aroma

  It wraps me into a thick Cloak of affinity More it prick whenever it passes through my veins, but all falls in latinity! You know I just finished my only cigarette but this smoke…

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J. W. Cassandra: Mindig könnyű s nehéz

Always Easy And Burdensome, by J. W. Cassandra, my own poem. The poem belongs to my volume XVIII, Incompletion, cycle Soul of My Soul. I share the poem both in English and Hungarian. Essential version was written in Hungarian. (The photo as an illustration, depicts me in my 19-year-age.)

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Always Easy And Burdensome, by J. W. Cassandra

Always Easy And Burdensome, by J. W. Cassandra, my own poem. The poem belongs to my volume XVIII, Incompletion, cycle Soul of My Soul. I share the poem both in English and Hungarian. Essential version was written in Hungarian. (The photo as an illustration, depicts me in my 19-year-age.)

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Those Eyes

But by chance in the skies I meet a woman who is wise My fear of flying quickly dies Becuase I’m lost in her eyes

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J. W. Cassandra: A Rózsa

The Rose, by J. W. Cassandra, my own poem. The poem belongs to my volume XVII, This Is You!, cycle Storm Tame. I share the poem both in English and Hungarian. Essential version was written in English.

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