As virtuous men pass mildly away,
And whisper to their souls to go,
Whilst some of their sad friends do say, The
breath goes now, and some say, No:

So let us melt, and make no noise,
No tear-floods, nor sigh-tempests move;
'Twere profanation of our joys
To tell the laity our love.

Moving of th' earth brings harms and fears,
Men reckon what it did, and meant;
But trepidation of the spheres,
Though greater far, is innocent.

Dull sublunary lovers' love
(Whose soul is sense) cannot admit
Absence, because it doth remove
Those things which elemented it.

But we, by a love so much refined That
ourselves know not what it is,
Inter-assurèd of the mind,
Care less eyes, lips and hands to miss.

Our two souls therefore, which are one,
Though I must go, endure not yet
A breach, but an expansion,
Like gold to airy thinness beat.

If they be two, they are two so As stiff
twin compasses are two;
Thy soul, the fix'd foot, makes no show
To move, but doth, if th' other do.

And though it in the center sit,
Yet, when the other far doth roam,
It leans, and hearkens after it,
And grows erect, as that comes home.

Such wilt thou be to me, who must,
Like th' other foot, obliquely run;
Thy firmness makes my circle just,
And makes me end where I begun.

350 days in a year
To dream
At night
350 days in a year
To go out and make friends
350 days in a year
To change your life style
By eating foods that are good for you
Because junk food is bad for you
350 days in a year
To follow your daily routine
Because you should have a routine by now.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

Write for example, 'The night is shattered
and the blue stars shiver in the distance.'

The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

Through nights like this one I held her in my arms.
I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.

She loved me, sometimes I loved her too.
How could one not have loved her great still eyes.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.

To hear immense night, still more immense without her.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to a pasture.

What does it matter that my love could not keep her.
The night is shattered and she is not with me.

This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.
My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.

My sight searches for her as though to go to her.
My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.

The same night whitening the same trees.
We, of that time, are no longer the same.

I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her.
My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.

Another's. She will be another's. Like my kisses before.
Her voice. Her bright body. Her infinite eyes.

I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.
Love is short, forgetting is so long.

Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms
my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.

Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer
and these the last verses that I write for her.

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there, I do not sleep
I am a thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glints on snow
I am the sunlight on ripened grain
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there, I did not die.

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

Inspiration

The resounding madness
Came upon me
Like the sudden
Splinters of rain

Piercing my
Cold Skin

And stopped.

Whilst

I sat

And

Bled.

An Autumn Leaf's Lament

Do you remember that day,
As we walked along our lives,
Sharing all that we could give,
And giving all we could away,

Do you remember their faces,
Friends, families, and lovers;
Those who have touched your life,
They who passed through life's phases,

Do their memories linger,
As we move on in our lives,
Their laughters, and their tears,
All of which seemed then so meager

We once shared our path as we started,
Like leaves falling in autumn chills,
Our lives intertwined with others,
Til the moment we soon departed

Such is life as we live on,
As we continue moving on through our paths,
As we share the momentary crossroads,
And let go of paths long gone

We will continue to love,
And to lose those that we once loved,
Be they momentary friendships,
Or what seemed to be eternal love

Life's cruellest memories,
Are rarely they of pain or suffering;
It is the happiest moments in life once lost,
That grief hums its melancholic melodies

Yet we can only move forward,
Like autumn leaves dancing in the wind,
As we continue to share our paths with others,
And bear our memories onward

Thus will an autumn leaf lament,
As it descends in its momentary life,
Sharing passing moments with many others,
Til it lies flat in its journeys end

by Ota_Nyan

Grieve not for those you have lost in your life, but cherish instead their memories as you share your life with others to come. You may not be the person who will stop wars and famine, but your words and actions will leave a mark on friends and lovers long gone, as theirs will touch yours for the rest of your life.

Days when you feel cold or unhappy,
know that someone will always be ready,
to walk up to you automatically,
hoping to cheer you up immediately.

whatever the reason might be,
He'll feel very sorry,
because he did not know early,
and let something upset his baby.

As long as you're stil not happy,
He'll hug you continuosly,
Prepared to wait silently,
Till you're willing to smile sweetly.

Then while whispering very softly,
He'll ask you whole heartedly,
Are you feeling better already?
while hugging u in his arms tightly.

You might guess he is your daddy,
But i'll say you're silly,
The person we're guessing currently,
is no one else but me!