If you fall, I will pick you up… If you cry, I will make you smile. If you are alone, I may be there or not but my shadow will always be there …. If…
Homesick Far away from home Sometimes I feel so alone But don’t get me wrong I know, I know the same Sun is shining above On my head, oh my head Is spinning around with…
I have nothing to prove Anything to do right was wronged Nothing was accepted Nothing at all It doesn’t matter Cause when it’s all done The truth will be told And you’ll have to right your wrongs.
‘To Be in Love’ is an attempt by Gwendolyn Brooks to explain to the world, how the journey of their love story is going to be like. She beautifully explains how emotional roller-coaster this pilgrimage would possibly be for you if you truly fall in love with someone.
This is the poem about the limitations of the memory-feature of human brains. Due to these limitations, we tend to forget things. This poem lays down the whole logical sequence in which our brains start forgetting things.
This comes as a word of caution to all the writers desperately trying to create a masterpiece. No matter how beautiful your creation is, it will go down to oblivion, as we all will.
Victories come with a price. Here the ship may have successfully sailed through all the perils towards the victory, but the Captain is no longer alive to taste it. The captain, here, in this poem, refers to the late president of USA, Abraham Lincoln. The poem is written with reference to American Civil War of 1861-65.
I’m gonna wake up It’s not my time to go I guess I’ll die another day But now it’s the time Time to stay away from you. I’ve disturbed you, bothered you more than it…
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How do you write about love, When you’ve never been through it, How do you write about pain, When you never felt it, Poetry is an extension of me, Of all of the love, All…
You are the dawn, I am the sunset You are the reason for my amazement Your memories sail deep in my heart Your presence is felt ‘though we’re miles apart In the ocean of my…
Sometimes the only option we have is to wait and let the things unfurl by itself.
Let’s build together “A Palace of Love” With garden of affection and sunshine above Ain’t any commotion when looked around Fondness spreading like a velvety glove
Soft Silence Falls onto Silence, by J. W. Cassandra. This is an other poem of the so-called “Armageddon Poems”, that is it belongs to my 18th volume, “Incompletion”, to cycle “Armageddon”. The cycle isn’t entirely finished yet, I share here only some of them both in English and Hungarian. This poem I placed here after some hesitation but, this poem shows that Armageddon we may interpret but transferred sense.
Soft Silence Falls onto Silence, by J. W. Cassandra. This is an other poem of the so-called “Armageddon Poems”, that is it belongs to my 18th volume, “Incompletion”, to cycle “Armageddon”. The cycle isn’t entirely finished yet, I share here only some of them both in English and Hungarian. This poem I placed here after some hesitation but, this poem shows that Armageddon we may interpret but transferred sense.
The Kali Yuga Does Its Work, by J. W. Cassandra. This is an other poem of the so-called “Armageddon Poems”, that is it belongs to my 18th volume, “Incompletion”, to cycle “Armageddon”. The cycle isn’t entirely finished yet, I share here only some of them both in English and Hungarian. This poem I placed here since I think that Armageddon concerns not only the Occident (West) but, the Orient (East) equally at the last time.
