Remember me

Remember me when I am no longer near but gone away
Gone far away into a remote unknown land
When you can no more reach and hold me by the hand
Nor I half hesitantly turn to go, yet prolong the turning stay

Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of life and love netted and planned
Of changes, rehashes and plans you must attend
With courage without pretend or from the truth astray

Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to console, to rebuild or to pray
A murky river falls into the sea in a shore of vast sand
And the swift footed time will claim its prey

Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember again, please do not grieve
For if agony and anguish leave
A morsel of the thoughts that once I had

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Time In Change

Time in change, and change in time
As we grow old stripped and gnawed of our prime
People fading, people dropping to where
No one ever comes back from there

Each figure that vanished and your life has left
A block of hollow is dropping, sinking into your lose
So much of you is plundered and bereft
The world has irreversibly changed in such a profound gross

A whole part of your picture is dropped to fall
Like a giant iceberg shading its edge into the sea
The landscape dreadfully deposed; stand upon the cemetery wall
Would it not be better for you- not to be

People in pictures left; precious moments of the past
The days once in moments of light and glee, sand and sea
The days we never contrive of termination and last
The days of endless sun and roses with hammering clans of bee
Busy buzzing in circles around every blooming spring tree

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My Utmost Fears

My utmost fears that I may one day cease to be
Before my quill has gleaned my still teeming brain
Too long before my piled childhood pains have been expressed in plea
Being held like rich garners full of ripen grain

As I behold, upon the deepened vaults of night's starred face
All decorated with high symbols of divine icons and romance
And to think that I may not forever live to adore and to trace
The secrets, the shadows and their magic chance

And when I see any piece of beauty presented by the hour
In full lament I shall be for I never look upon thee any more
How I relinquish the relish in observing the universe power
The skies, the sea and the vast sand on elongated shore

Upon the echoing dunes of solitary shore
I stand alone stunned with the beach stones to think
How what is, becomes no more
How love and fame are closed, to nothingness sink

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Youth In Embers

My mirror is troubled, tired of lying to me
My youth is gone, life torn and tattered no longer to be
Like quenching flames that dance suffocating in the rain
Just the agony, pain and regrets of past years reflect again

Is there a way I thought to throw my ashen cloak
And start my life anew under different clock
Yet the flames of my youth shall never leap and burn
Time flows on me so cruelly with no return

So many winters have besieged my life, quizzes out of grace
And dug deep trenches in my face
My skin is dying, dry, dots and spots, brittle and blasted away
Youth proud of lusty days, against now deep-sunken eyes of decay

For years I stopped birthdays and calendar count to tell my time
As the brave day sinks into a hideous foul night
I watch the shy violet behind a rock that year by year renews its prime
My youth in embers, like ashes all bleak white

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Savage Time

Savage cruel Time that in your claws we deposit our trust
And youth, and our joy, and our all, whole we have and hope
And what we are paid back by your deceitful trade? earth and dust
In that dark eternal final state of grave with no upward slope

You take us, pluck us from the world; before we mature our ways
Shut up, closed and wrap in shroud the story of our undone days
Ah, from this earth, this grave this dust none of us revive or last
We are gone abandoned by all around; left with no trust

Daily we count the clock that measures you Time
And we watch bereft of a brave day sinking into hideous night
Our violet timid and shy yields to you its prime
as our heads all silvered over with white

And nothing against your scythe can make defense still
Unless we breed our beauties forth to escape your eternal skill

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Like clouds that rake the mountain-summits

Like clouds that rake the mountain-summits
Or waves that own no curbing hand
Thus I followed the hollows of your craggy mountains
From sunshine to sunless land.
I paced my legs silently in what was once
My beloved moorland, my beautiful streams glide
Along a bare and open valley
You were my shepherd and my distinguished guide

Like unearthly ghost in your lands I wander
Touching and feeling the plants of time
I study the vaults of your skies,
I embrace the chambers of your heart.
When I take this arduous journey towards you
Through this arid and harsh land
As merciless as it is to my feet
I follow my heart towards you love
As long as there is a breath in my nostrils
So go my feet in this pilgrimage
I know it is a long way towards you love

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When I go

When my bells toll a melancholy saddening sound
Calling the people to lend my final end their honest prayers
In some gloominess, more dreadful condolence and chilling cares
More hearking to the sermon's horrid round

Surely the mind of every man in the mourning throng is closely bound
In some black spell; seeing that each other tears
Are shaded in self lament too, and gnawing fears
Sending a man to the grave is not a sight of glory crowned

When the bells drum my time; I should feel a damp
The same chill I felt when passing by a grave yard; did not I know
That all creatures are dying like an out burnt lamp
That all are now praying; sighing, wailing knowing their time to go

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I stand and watch a tree of sturdy oak

I stand and watch a tree of sturdy oak
It braves against the rain, the sun and the gust
Thunder roars through its boughs with blast
Yet its leaves whitening in sight like a royal cloak

An oak proclaims against echoing dunes and scourging sun
Through the storm, tempest and chilly damp dark
Its boughs wave against torrents and bent in arcs
As it stands against the events like a calm nun

The clouds above its foliage are straining
The pale yellow woods around its trunk are waning
And a broad stream by its roots is complaining
Of heavy low skies constantly raining

With one black self reflected shadow at its feet
the oak through all its lush foliage shines
As summer haze brooding heat
And holy still silent in its dusty lusty vines

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Our Orli

Of all the girls that are cleaver and smart
There is none like witty pretty Orli
She is the darling of our heart
Where she lives within chambers' alley solely

Of all young ladies of the land
none walks in such beauty and youth of proud descend
her master of art and math of high command
like cloudless climate of starry nights skies
you can meet the aspect of her eyes

The war of shades and lights
of rebel frowns and innocent smiles bright
are so softly lightened over her glance and face
where thoughts sweetly serenely express
How pure how dear is their dwelling place

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I never stooped so beastly low as they

I never stooped so beastly low as they
Which on eye, cheeks, lips, neck or limbs can prey
The expense of purity the dispense of divine
They with the unworthy contempt are lined
To put your virtue in a waste of shame
When lust in action love no more lasts
But being murdered by perjures lust full of blame
Savage, violent, extreme intender, rude, cruel without trust
Not to enjoy but despised straight

Treason with foul reason hunted and no sooner had,
Past reason hated, as swallowed bait
On purpose made to make the taker more feverishly mad
Madden In pursue and in possession
Unworthy enterprise untamed lesson

I never stood so basely with zeal and rapture bound
Upon these blessed keys whose motion sounds
With your sweet fingers when swiftly swayed
That board under your lap confounded

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