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1 hour ago, Heavenly_Silk said:

All that is gold does not glitter

All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost,
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.

J.R.R. Tolkien



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This setting of houses and cafes, the neighbourhood
where I gaze and where I stroll, for years and years.

I have fashioned you in joy and in sorrow,
through so many happenings, out of so many things.

You've been wholly transformed into feeling, for me.

~ C.P. Cavafy

translated from the Greek.

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So That You Will Hear Me

So that you will hear me
my words
sometimes grow thin
as the tracks of the gulls on the beaches.

Necklace, drunken bell
for your hands smooth as grapes.

And I watch my words from a long way off.
They are more yours than mine.
They climb on my old suffering like ivy.

It climbs the same way on damp walls.
You are to blame for this cruel sport.
They are fleeing from my dark lair.
You fill everything, you fill everything.

Before you they peopled the solitude that you occupy,
and they are more used to my sadness than you are.

Now I want them to say what I want to say to you
to make you hear as I want you to hear me.

The wind of anguish still hauls on them as usual.
Sometimes hurricanes of dreams still knock them over.
You listen to other voices in my painful voice.

Lament of old mouths, blood of old supplications.
Love me, companion. Don't forsake me. Follow me.
Follow me, companion, on this wave of anguish.

But my words become stained with your love.
You occupy everything, you occupy everything.

I am making them into an endless necklace
for your white hands, smooth as grapes.

Pablo Neruda

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I dont read poetry anymore, i write it....dont know if it's "my favorite though" but i like writing them....here are some:

Loving Through the Days

Do you remember, radiant rose?

The good times we shared?

The topics of talk, the games we chose

And how it fared?

Do you remember when work was small, and all was held

When they were tall, and our presence was felt?

Perhaps not

But we can improve our lot

Be my friend and a rain to death

As we were new to the end of death

And be my girl and smile at me

So I can smile, until I see

The end of my time, overtaking me

And the end of yours, before we enter

The garden of God…..or memories

Which fell like letters-

Letters from the sky, to future folk and their memories

And you can laugh, as I hold you near

And we will no longer have any fear

But be garments of warmth and fireplace buddies

Friends to go on, and fight the quest

And lovers to tango and giggle…..be funny

And share each other like the distance yearned

As it cried out when I sent my praises

From afar and rules of modesty

As a man needs rules but can not see

And pecks of kisses I imagine now

And your kisses, oh your kisses, oh, I want them now….

For if you do, ill give you my soul

But if you don’t ill give you my tears

And in your role, you own my life

And can turn me to dust from my fears

And you can give me strife

But it sure is a delight to love you, and love you,

And even if you turn me down

I will always love you, for you’ll always hold......

The crown of attachment, in my heart, and in my soul....

My playmate, friend, and radiant rose...



Shall I entrust you with my heart and key
As your eyes do, promise, solace and warmth
Or will you let me down and let me be
As your lips’ crease itself bring pleasure forth

Or shall I wait and wait with lover’s strength
Thy shining name bring forth a gushing stream
Your spark’ling name was life which grew in length
And stars lie outshined by lovely eyes that beamed

For I know I’d hold you in, rad’iant rose
Friend of early times who taught love to me
My sweet friend of whom I had rightly chose
Who I carry, in rad’iant sight, I see

I know you as my secret first, friend to bloom
You are a part of me in mem’ry room


Shall I compare you to a fresh fruit that never spoils And never decay nor ever boil? 
To feed my longing and bring shivers of memory? 
To stay pure and chaste until marriage eternity? 
A garden spring of jasmine, and innocent memories 
A river of freshness, the first love I have seen 
A sun to give light with your tender heart 
But burning compassion, and playful darts 
The shouts and cries of playful teasing 
Which made me mad but now that I’m sad, make you pleasing, since I started leaving 
My heart was stone and my words were few, but you taught love, and purity, too 
Purity as white as the purest light, 
For we were but children and had no sight 
And knew not of what we know now 

My radiant rose who I have chose 
I am the moon, and you are my Earth 
You are the sun, that I haven’t chose 
But destiny did as warm from the hearth 
In wintertime, invincible 
As a man needs food to be sensible 
You are my queen, and I’d be yours for life 
Away from the homeland where there now is strife 
I’d protect you and serve you and love you and play with you 
And keep you away from the land that would harm you 
Despite the gentleness therefrom that lies 
For I knew not what I know now 

I want nothing but cuddles and kisses from you, 
Except whispers of secrets and delicate coos 
For if you gave me your kisses I’d give you mine, too….. 
And I’d give you my life 
For I knew not what I know now 

You were my first and I hope to make you my last 
To be like garments for you, and you for me 
For we knew not what we know now 
For we know not what we know now


You have notbeen forgotten, my first love
The first I’ve loved, I’ve kept in mind
While searching for others upon my departure, to Georgia up above,
Which led me straight to you, for I have never loved another
Except when they were you
Or others just like you,
when we were blank slates and had on our shoulders much less weights
And played and joked and dreamed of adulthood, only to be parted by God and father once we hit teenhood
No one can replace, my little birthday pal, my playmate and my Sufi
Whose shouts of “ew!” made for giggles, and whose smile and stare of shiningstars, made me wiggle…..wiggle in my seat…..
Of the school where we became Muslims,
And where we began the path to Shaytaan’s defeat
No one can replace you, we are starcrossed but I’m strong
There is not a thing to do, except approach you when my work is long
May Allah grant you to me, insha Allah,
I will wait for hundreds of days, wallah
I have waited thousands, why stop now?
You are pure and do not date
I love you, Nurgul, I will wait
I hope that you are part of fate

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"I said, “The evening sun the color of ancient gold,”
and your eyes reproach me:
Why seize on despicable gold
to compare to this solemn evening sun?"

_Kenji Miyazawa

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On 7/30/2014 at 12:28 PM, Servidor said:


It feels like that was aimed at my Sheridan poem. Which I notice you didn't like either  the evidence mounts!

You know the best rule and most certain to judge a poem by? Whether or not it matches up with and says how or what you yourself feel at the time in your life you're reading it. Then — and only then  is a poem more than words. And judging on that basis, Sheridan's poem is a masterpiece to me.

If you're ever beginning to take yourself slightly too seriously, reread something you wrote on a discussion forum four years ago.

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I see you hurtling carefreely

Your southbound destiny, I have seen

A tapestry for my own journey

A northwards past of passing standstilled

Immobilised vehicles, patiently awaiting your

Imminent queuing

Both tail lights blinking


Your haste serving only to

Bring forward the time you’ll decelerate 

And make the speed meaningless


The control you exerted over your time of arrival


Edited by Haji 2003

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Alphas and betas

There are those who make the rules

And there are those who follow the rules


There are those who rule

And there are those who are ruled


There are those who create content

And there are those who consume content


There are those who fulfil themselves

And there are those who pass the time


There are those who try to understand how the world works

There are those who try to understand how the next world works

And there are those who pass the time

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Vucudum kirilmis, gozlerim kor

Sadece aciyor, vucudum kirilmis

Ellerim curumus, sen yuzumden

Bana Dokunma, kafamda dedim 

ama sen yampadin. Nedan?


Sonra, ay bakimda

Ay gozeldir, en guzel.

Ama hala aciyor, sen yuzumden

Bana dokunma kafamda dedim

Ama sen yampadin, nedan?


Her sey, her bir, anlatamam!

Her gun aciyor, sen yuzumden

Bana dokunma kafamda dedim

Ama sen yapmadin, nedan?


kemiğimin kırıldığını hissetmek istiyorum

ama bi sey, yok

benim kemigimin tamam, her sey tamam...

eger! Eger her sey tamam, aciyor olocak nedan?

Bana dokunma kafamda dedim

Ama sen yampadin, nedan?



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I  love this poem by Emily Brontë:

No coward soul is mine 

No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere 

I see Heaven's glories shine 

And Faith shines equal arming me from Fear 


O God within my breast 

Almighty ever-present Deity 

Life, that in me hast rest, 

As I Undying Life, have power in Thee 


Vain are the thousand creeds 

That move men's hearts, unutterably vain, 

Worthless as withered weeds 

Or idlest froth amid the boundless main 


To waken doubt in one 

Holding so fast by thy infinity, 

So surely anchored on 

The steadfast rock of Immortality. 


With wide-embracing love 

Thy spirit animates eternal years 

Pervades and broods above, 

Changes, sustains, dissolves, creates and rears 


Though Earth and moon were gone 

And suns and universes ceased to be 

And Thou wert left alone 

Every Existence would exist in thee 


There is not room for Death 

Nor atom that his might could render void 

Since thou art Being and Breath 

And what thou art may never be destroyed. 

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