Wednesday, 17 August 2011

william poem


The Passionate Pilgrim


Here again one of the poem written by Shakespears..
When my love swears that she is made of truth,
I do believe her, though I know she lies,
That she might think me some untutor'd youth,
Unskilful in the world's false forgeries.
Thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young,
Although I know my years be past the best,
I smiling credit her false-speaking tongue,
Outfacing faults in love with love's ill rest.
But wherefore says my love that she is young?
And wherefore say not I that I am old?
O, love's best habit is a soothing tongue,
And age, in love, loves not to have years told.
Therefore I'll lie with love, and love with me,
Since that our faults in love thus smother'd be.

Tuesday, 16 August 2011

boundless

Hi to all the egelloc stneduts..
this is the poem.. written by robert frost..
entitled...

A Boundless Moment
  He halted in the wind, and -- what was that
Far in the maples, pale, but not a ghost?
He stood there bringing March against his thought,
And yet too ready to believe the most.

"Oh, that's the Paradise-in-bloom," I said;
And truly it was fair enough for flowers
had we but in us to assume in march
Such white luxuriance of May for ours.

We stood a moment so in a strange world,
Myself as one his own pretense deceives;
And then I said the truth (and we moved on).
A young beech clinging to its last year's leaves. 

Carnal apple

here are the poems written by 
Pablo Neruda
entiled....
Carnal Apple, Woman Filled, Burning Moon,’
  Carnal apple, Woman filled, burning moon,
dark smell of seaweed, crush of mud and light,
what secret knowledge is clasped between your pillars?
What primal night does Man touch with his senses?
Ay, Love is a journey through waters and stars,
through suffocating air, sharp tempests of grain:
Love is a war of lightning,
and two bodies ruined by a single sweetness.
Kiss by kiss I cover your tiny infinity,
your margins, your rivers, your diminutive villages,
and a genital fire, transformed by delight,
slips through the narrow channels of blood
to precipitate a nocturnal carnation,
to be, and be nothing but light in the dark. 

My princess

Hi to all the egelloc stneduts...
Do you love to watch Korean novelas??
Me..? I love to watch those movies..
Will here are some of the Pictures of Kim tae Hee



hope you like it.. egelloc

A fairy song

Hi to all the egelloc stneduts..
Here I am Again..
I post this poem..Entitled A fairy Song..by shakespears
because .. I love fairy..

   A fairy song
  Over hill, over dale,
Thorough bush, thorough brier,
Over park, over pale,
Thorough flood, thorough fire!
I do wander everywhere,
Swifter than the moon's sphere;
And I serve the Fairy Queen,
To dew her orbs upon the green;
The cowslips tall her pensioners be;
In their gold coats spots you see;
Those be rubies, fairy favours;
In those freckles live their savours;
I must go seek some dewdrops here,
And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.

Monday, 15 August 2011

winx club group pictures

Hi to all the egelloc stneduts..
when I was a kid I love to watch.. the cartoon movie
entitled "WINX CLUB"
here are some of the group pictures of winx club....


Wednesday, 3 August 2011

poem6

Good day to all the egelloc stneduts,,

another poem for you my dear..


Life's Theft

Often in life I choose a goal
And proceed to play my role.
If life's goal from me didn't hide
I'd never have agreed to its stride.
If we knew of life's theft
None would have come, stayed, or left.
Our mortal shells, a temporal Show
Eternal souls eternally glow.

poem5

ellow to all the egelloc stneduts..
This was my 5th poem to be post..
entitled

The Pearl
There are many fish in the ocean that swim and swirl
But it's the oyster that turns water into Pearl;
Ideas numerous, as many drops as the ocean can hold
But it's the person who can turn ideas into gold.

poem4

Hi to all the egelloc stneduts..
I have nothing to post in this blog.. just a poem..
Hope you don't mind..


Moving

Why is it, when people move to a new place
That ancient dilemma, one more time they have to face?
Simplify and give away with much grace
Or in their new home find more room, more space.
In our life, go to a new emotional stage
We carry our old sadness, guilt, and rage
Simplifies, throws away garbage, the sage
But others will just carry till old age.

poem3

hi to all the egelloc stneduts..
Another short poem for you..
entitled...

The Beggar & the Tourist
I saw an old man lying by the side of the street starring into oblivion
What a simple existence, purposeless and futile my opinion
He saw a young man busily running around in futile pursuit
Only to fulfill what he was taught, someone's ideal to suite
I see the existence of a beggar, idle and senseless
He sees the life of a slave, brainwashed and defenseless.

poem 2

Hi to all the egelloc stneduts..
I post again another poem..
entitled


Saint & Philosopher

The bowl that floats on the ocean, can only the waters crown,
The sieve that tastes the waters, in the ocean will drown
The philosopher who describes love and truth is but an empty crown
The Saint who embraces truth and love will gladly drown.

poem 1

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I create this blog to post some of the poems and quotes..
Hope you like it...


Sleep
Though wakefulness my domain
In sleep I remain,
For wakefulness is sleep
One shallow and one deep.