| Song of Secret Love |
| By John Clare |
| I hid my love when young while I Couldn't bear the buzzing of a fly I hid my love to my despite Till I could not bear to look at light I dare not gaze upon her face But left her memory in each place Where ere I saw a wild flower lie I kissed and bade my love goodbye I met her in the greenest dells Where dew drops pearl the wood bluebells The lost breeze kissed her bright blue eye The bee kissed and went singing by A sunbeam found a passage there A gold chain round her neck so fair As secret as the wild bee's song She lay there all the summer long I hid my love in field and town Till e'en the breeze would knock me down The bees seemed singing ballads l'er The fly's buss turned a Lion's roar And even silence found a tongue To haunt me all the summer long The riddle nature could not prove Was nothing else but secret love |
Tuesday, May 03, 2011
Secret Love
If the World Ends Tomorrow
If the world will end tomorrow,There’s nothing much that I would do.Should I let other people knowAnd let them see the earth in different view?If the world will end tomorrow,I’ll let my soul free from barbarity.Maybe it’s time for the acuity to goShow them that I, too, could live in amity.If the world will end tomorrow,I will sing of love and of life.That by morning is the end of human strife,And everything is a day of memory and sighs.If the world will end tomorrow,I would be the star for a night.I’ll be dancing, leading in the front row,Doing things I’ve never done, as putting up a fight.If the world will end tomorrow,I’ll pray for every living soul on earth.May God above take away all their sorrowsAnd guide are those who suffer from their birth.Cause the world ends tomorrow,I know that His light will shine upon and glow.And for humanity, cursed are those in below,For I know that nobody would ever believe a poet’s woe.
Because the world ends tomorrow.
Sunday, May 01, 2011
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
mediocrity
I just figured out that
I am not happy.
I can’t even think
A single thing about me.
Am I getting clear
To what I have to say?
Cause every time, I fear
That I’ll end up in dismay.
Am I really a part
Of vivid possibilities?
And that I could fill my heart
With gladness, not just fantasies.
There’s something in the air tonight,
Its summer but I can’t feel a bite.
Where’s my Romeo? But I am really not Juliet.
I wish I were.
I’ve been waiting for Prince Charming
With his noble steed, so bold.
I wonder if he could ever hear me weeping,
Maybe, he’ll meet me when I am old.
And what about my knight,
Glittering with his shining armor?
He could be still searching for his light,
When I should be the one he’s looking for.
I just thought Superman
Would catch me if I fall
He’s busy saving others, is that really a man?
Maybe. He already forgets my call.
Perhaps, I was just too busy
Watching those doleful movies
Reading tons of books with no pictures
For to affection and love, I became so lazy.
For in truth, I never knew
In particular what I am searching.
Time is passing, people come and go
And I’ definitely longing for nothing.
Is it still early to begin my story?
Do Romeo, Superman, and Prince really exist?
I only want a clear answer to my question;
When will this world be fair?
Cause im getting tired waiting
For the love that one day,
I’m hoping to be mine.
DARKNESS
The moon doesn’t show up tonight
After a day so bright
Mr. sunshine gives way for the night
But seems to be shy as he disappears form sight.
Little children seek fir the answer
Where’s the light after the sun goes under?
Thick clouds conspire to cover
The moon that should rise to yonder
The heavenly stars flattering in delight
But still no moon to discover
Along the hills, maybe beyond the heights
Hiding there is he, afraid of thunder.
Am I Falling?
I don’t know how it all started
But something only I can remember
Is me, singing sweet lullaby.
My heart isn’t yet prepared
This is like climbing tower
That the only thing I could do is to try.
For everyday, my eyes are glued to yours
Would you believe me, there are butterflies
In my stomach when you’re around?
With thoughts of you, I can’t breathe anymore
Whenever you’re near me,
My world seems to shut down.
It took me so long
And here I am, still confused
If I could ever handle this feeling.
Everything seems new to me, I could be wrong.
I could be ready for this
But I’m still asking myself if
Am I falling in love with you.
Monday, April 18, 2011
Dream Coming True
he's really coming to town. oh my gaaawd!!!! i thought im going to meet him five years from now, and i thought wrong. dear... pangarap ko siya. as in. super
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