Flowers Upon Their Graves.
Hush! Do closer come, lets hear the last,
untangle the breaths that ride in past,
when beneath the grave lies and not hears,
shuts the curtains to our simple fears,
don't commune and close the doors to us
we suppose it so, in common fuss.
Hear may you not, if you try so hard,
feel you may not in this grave yard;
for in listening, share the living part
and by feeling, comfort the mortal heart.
We love them so, we loved them much
the mother-wit of the tombs is such,
we perch beside them, in mourning sit,
are sorrow for their departing fit!
Come see! -Aren't graven so these graves,
learn do the fashion in which behave-
transmit not they, through a simple plan
do they what, cant do a breathing man.
The flowers upon the graves I've seen
what colors and scents there haven't been-
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An Elegy To The Departed Hope (At The Death Of Arfa Karim)
Did far from our selves chesty then-
the bias fate arise,
such wings had seen no soul or men,
did thorns and barbs comprise;
disguise, disguise, disguise!
This demon bore a mournful face,
reflection of our deeds,
a question to a questioned race-
sorrow which figure breads;
proceeds, proceeds, proceeds!
While over the lands it did fly
it found no prudent bone,
until she met its wistful eye-
the brightest mind that shone;
alone, alone, alone!
A siren so his dive did sound,
while barbs did rot the air,
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In Youth-less Age
Though gentle, hopeful drifts we brood,
but age our wont be kind enough,
in threescores is when life imbued,
will partial be the earthly stuff;
but you'll still be my fancy then,
when Suns shall be the Shallowest,
and dry as those days -my fingers, pen!
Diluting the persistent best;
then shall I my own mind bereave,
when servile times would near a close,
but will your eyes, mine still deceive,
that greater truth than life propose.
The understanding of our earth,
up till we stay, -the way shall give,
entwine when with a lovers mirth,
we not our age but more shall live;
there I shall be a part of you,
though life may still not worthy be,
but time the hearts as one does sew
and breeds the soul's eternity.
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As They Left Me.
Away goes my mind, away forever,
relieved, I stand staring at the gold
that I can make, -in fears could never,
when sanity, reason did me mold,
mind behaved keen and I was cleaver,
but, now can I in my freedom roll.
My heart then broods and I it treasure,
it but a leech, and I just a host,
infects me with desires, a pleasure,
worked stranded I, on the unranked post,
so, I knew not my own full measure,
and within myself was I the ghost.
My soul is sailing towards the sea,
and I pray the winds to blow swift, fast!
So back with a mortals harsh degree,
can come it not, and I could so last-
my living days, as a growing tree,
at passing on, -be the modest past.
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