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The Quotes Garden - XI – To a nightingale
"The Quotes Garden"
[ XI ]
To a nightingale
“Oh, no! Thy veil, o, moon! My stained heart!
These copper dreams, to rip them off,
To slain each glimpse of life – and.. oh!
It’s still another way to go?! So soon?! Thou art!
Such young, may seem, to find right paths
In which the lore hath found a rhythm,
For that – to which – a world’s best end,
As heeds rough times, besets apart
The whisper I extend?!
So old, to know what’s been a trick,
A dim of light, a candle’s ruby sprout; -
Thou art alive – or dead!?! What maze!
What thought, arose! What depth! A lair!
Oh, no! I gaze! Thy lore, has not been found
In every blade of grass I’m sinking,
Nor thunderbolts which cuts me through,
As both in light they seem to break apart,
Like me and you! O, my beloved, pale moon!..
There is no star, without a name beset to shine!
There is no sea in which to mirror mine!
Thou must be like a rhythm that changed all,
A pulse arising hearts in singing waves to fall;
I wonder: how to breathe, when lungs are full of dust,
Or how to move, at least?! In such a grave, I’m lost!
In such a grieving heart, the shadow it may cast,
In such a wreck, another beast! What feast, indeed!
Where were you, o, beloved muse?! Take heed –
Thou art the last among the stars I need
And there is nothing else I’d like to do
Than standing near my grave – to watch upon you,
- Oh, you! Oh, you, my beloved, everlasting nightingale!..”
©Th3Mirr0r
(2017-2019)
[ XI ]
To a nightingale
“Oh, no! Thy veil, o, moon! My stained heart!
These copper dreams, to rip them off,
To slain each glimpse of life – and.. oh!
It’s still another way to go?! So soon?! Thou art!
Such young, may seem, to find right paths
In which the lore hath found a rhythm,
For that – to which – a world’s best end,
As heeds rough times, besets apart
The whisper I extend?!
So old, to know what’s been a trick,
A dim of light, a candle’s ruby sprout; -
Thou art alive – or dead!?! What maze!
What thought, arose! What depth! A lair!
Oh, no! I gaze! Thy lore, has not been found
In every blade of grass I’m sinking,
Nor thunderbolts which cuts me through,
As both in light they seem to break apart,
Like me and you! O, my beloved, pale moon!..
There is no star, without a name beset to shine!
There is no sea in which to mirror mine!
Thou must be like a rhythm that changed all,
A pulse arising hearts in singing waves to fall;
I wonder: how to breathe, when lungs are full of dust,
Or how to move, at least?! In such a grave, I’m lost!
In such a grieving heart, the shadow it may cast,
In such a wreck, another beast! What feast, indeed!
Where were you, o, beloved muse?! Take heed –
Thou art the last among the stars I need
And there is nothing else I’d like to do
Than standing near my grave – to watch upon you,
- Oh, you! Oh, you, my beloved, everlasting nightingale!..”
©Th3Mirr0r
(2017-2019)
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Posted: Sep 2022
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The Quotes Garden©Th3Mirr0r
(2017-2019)
The Quotes Garden - X – The Eyes
"The Quotes Garden"
[ X ]
The Eyes
“I have to look inside these eyes
Which deeply search for who’s within
The core, - to know what’s in between
A soul?! I vow, it never dies!..
How long it’s been? These lights have seen
Bright minds, to shield a tempting maze,
Strong hearts, to build the life I gaze
- And who’s to blame this world of lies?!
O! Northern star! O! Hidden dragon!
Such life, to waste, in hopes to win
A cruel war! I’m full of sin! In shame, I grin;
My veil turns black, to spill this flagon
Of griefy ends, when dreams break through,
Amends that law who binds you too,
To squeeze the core for such a spin
Within the grave I’ve never been…
I have to grasp what in these eyes
Have made me feel alive; -
By depth, a meaning; who’s within?!
The brightest star, that never dies –
A soul?! O, soul!! Where have you been!?!
A beast, escaping from a hive,
To feel the burst of sin?! Such waste!..
The world I’ve seen, to lead you in,
The tide I’ve raised, to light your shore,
The mouth that held a path of lore,
The breath of life, asking for more,
Have all these been in vain?! Just dive!
Bright minds, to fill this maze of lies,
Strong hearts, to shield the dome with dreams,
- And, yes! Indeed! – Within these realms,
The core you gaze, it’s right beneath your eyes!..”
©Th3Mirr0r
(2017-2019)
[ X ]
The Eyes
“I have to look inside these eyes
Which deeply search for who’s within
The core, - to know what’s in between
A soul?! I vow, it never dies!..
How long it’s been? These lights have seen
Bright minds, to shield a tempting maze,
Strong hearts, to build the life I gaze
- And who’s to blame this world of lies?!
O! Northern star! O! Hidden dragon!
Such life, to waste, in hopes to win
A cruel war! I’m full of sin! In shame, I grin;
My veil turns black, to spill this flagon
Of griefy ends, when dreams break through,
Amends that law who binds you too,
To squeeze the core for such a spin
Within the grave I’ve never been…
I have to grasp what in these eyes
Have made me feel alive; -
By depth, a meaning; who’s within?!
The brightest star, that never dies –
A soul?! O, soul!! Where have you been!?!
A beast, escaping from a hive,
To feel the burst of sin?! Such waste!..
The world I’ve seen, to lead you in,
The tide I’ve raised, to light your shore,
The mouth that held a path of lore,
The breath of life, asking for more,
Have all these been in vain?! Just dive!
Bright minds, to fill this maze of lies,
Strong hearts, to shield the dome with dreams,
- And, yes! Indeed! – Within these realms,
The core you gaze, it’s right beneath your eyes!..”
©Th3Mirr0r
(2017-2019)
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Posted: Sep 2022
About this poem:
The Quotes Garden©Th3Mirr0r
(2017-2019)
The Quotes Garden - IX – The Whirl within the World
"The Quotes Garden"
[ IX ]
The Whirl within the World
“O! Rise forth, thy Whirling of the whole, –
A Pulse is what a Life and Death, amend,
Thou Lore hath core, where none awakens thee!
The Word thou warps around an edge, to be
What whirls, within thine seed! – and as they blend,
Thy Soul, thou ART, as nothingness shows all!
- There shines, thine core, which binds the whirling World!..
Thy Soul, is Lore hath found a path to thee?!..
What sparkling waving, turns, thine bliss?
Where rhythms thee finds, thou Pulse, conceives?!
Below the depths, where deeper sighting tree
Whirls trembling waves, which only Soul perceives,
Thy Lore hath found the Heaven or the abyss?..
O! And what has seen the World, and what, thy Muse, thou miss?!..”
©Th3Mirr0r
(2017-2019)
[ IX ]
The Whirl within the World
“O! Rise forth, thy Whirling of the whole, –
A Pulse is what a Life and Death, amend,
Thou Lore hath core, where none awakens thee!
The Word thou warps around an edge, to be
What whirls, within thine seed! – and as they blend,
Thy Soul, thou ART, as nothingness shows all!
- There shines, thine core, which binds the whirling World!..
Thy Soul, is Lore hath found a path to thee?!..
What sparkling waving, turns, thine bliss?
Where rhythms thee finds, thou Pulse, conceives?!
Below the depths, where deeper sighting tree
Whirls trembling waves, which only Soul perceives,
Thy Lore hath found the Heaven or the abyss?..
O! And what has seen the World, and what, thy Muse, thou miss?!..”
©Th3Mirr0r
(2017-2019)
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Posted: Sep 2022
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The Quotes Garden©Th3Mirr0r
(2017-2019)
I’m happiest when…
I’m happiest when…
I realize that you are real;
And though you know the care I feel
But cannot yet plainly reveal,
You still love me.
I’m happiest when…
There are no restraints on time;
All worry has gone from my mind,
And I have that ‘one-of-a-kind’
Experience.
I’m happiest when…
Nothing can dampen my mood;
Make me forget what is good
About what could, or should be
My Life.
I’m happiest when…
My hopes have been fulfilled,
And I feel as though I’ve lived
The day that was granted to me,
With purpose.
I’m happiest when...“all the stars align”. :-)
I realize that you are real;
And though you know the care I feel
But cannot yet plainly reveal,
You still love me.
I’m happiest when…
There are no restraints on time;
All worry has gone from my mind,
And I have that ‘one-of-a-kind’
Experience.
I’m happiest when…
Nothing can dampen my mood;
Make me forget what is good
About what could, or should be
My Life.
I’m happiest when…
My hopes have been fulfilled,
And I feel as though I’ve lived
The day that was granted to me,
With purpose.
I’m happiest when...“all the stars align”. :-)
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Posted: Sep 2022
About this poem:
Some thoughts came to me when I asked myself..."When am I happiest?" When are you?
The Moment
but for the night
not obscured by city lights
make a wish when the moment is right
to see the stars
they shine ever so bright
there can never be another tonight
when you find them hang on tight
not obscured by city lights
make a wish when the moment is right
to see the stars
they shine ever so bright
there can never be another tonight
when you find them hang on tight
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Posted: Sep 2022
About this poem:
It's a peom, just like a song it can mean different things to diffent people, or mean nothing at all.I am writing a short story, this was cut out. Didn't fit.
The Quotes Garden - VIII – Amid the roar
"The Quotes Garden"
[ VIII ]
Amid the roar
“Behold! There’s one that’s peaks,
Without to whisper what hath spoken
The core of what a curse of bliss, thou lore!
It such as young, too old, an eye that seeks
Within where’s path the twister thee awoken,
Amid the roar where dragon’s lurking shore
A sun, thou hides the moon that shines, thine fore!..
Thou ART what’s spark that rhythm thee finds
Thine Soul as shining what’s above, below!..
Where’s birth, or death, o, Muse?!.. Thy lore,
For what one speaks and twists all minds,
Amid the roar that binds a whole, from high, to low,
For I – the dot, to cease what’s ticking within core?!..”
©Th3Mirr0r
(2017-2019)
[ VIII ]
Amid the roar
“Behold! There’s one that’s peaks,
Without to whisper what hath spoken
The core of what a curse of bliss, thou lore!
It such as young, too old, an eye that seeks
Within where’s path the twister thee awoken,
Amid the roar where dragon’s lurking shore
A sun, thou hides the moon that shines, thine fore!..
Thou ART what’s spark that rhythm thee finds
Thine Soul as shining what’s above, below!..
Where’s birth, or death, o, Muse?!.. Thy lore,
For what one speaks and twists all minds,
Amid the roar that binds a whole, from high, to low,
For I – the dot, to cease what’s ticking within core?!..”
©Th3Mirr0r
(2017-2019)
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Posted: Sep 2022
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The Quotes Garden©Th3Mirr0r
(2017-2019)
The Quotes Garden - VI – O, Muse!..
"The Quotes Garden"
[ VI ]
O, Muse!..
“O, Muse! Thou Art, hath gave thy Soul,
As Lore finds way of all, to be
What folds within the one that bends
A dream, apart – as what departures whole?..
By knot, conceives A-Onothingness in thee
- And where’s not if O-Anoticeness holds ends?!..
O, Muse! Thy Soul, knead beats, where’s Pulse
To human world, a mystery, adheres to be
- As all they ever knew, rely on paths;
To follow, or to lead, hath use! Avulse,
Not more than less, nor such as rise in thee
What seed it is within a tree. Thy Soul, enwraps,
And stirs the echo where thou art impulse!.. “
©Th3Mirr0r
[ VI ]
O, Muse!..
“O, Muse! Thou Art, hath gave thy Soul,
As Lore finds way of all, to be
What folds within the one that bends
A dream, apart – as what departures whole?..
By knot, conceives A-Onothingness in thee
- And where’s not if O-Anoticeness holds ends?!..
O, Muse! Thy Soul, knead beats, where’s Pulse
To human world, a mystery, adheres to be
- As all they ever knew, rely on paths;
To follow, or to lead, hath use! Avulse,
Not more than less, nor such as rise in thee
What seed it is within a tree. Thy Soul, enwraps,
And stirs the echo where thou art impulse!.. “
©Th3Mirr0r
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Posted: Sep 2022
About this poem:
The Quotes Garden©Th3Mirr0r
The Quotes Garden - V – Behold! Arise!..
"The Quotes Garden"
[ V ]
Behold! Arise!..
“Behold! Thy Lore, to human world,
One shares! A breath of wind,
Hath fold an oar within a word
Which dwells amidst’ eternal curled,
- But where’s?!.. The very tone hath thinned
And trembling arches mould a silent sword
Which cuts all lies that have been told!..
Behold! Thy Lore, to human world,
That thrives above! And all they ever knew,
Is what a chord when touches, melts,
From highest peaks, till underworld!..
- What love?!.. O, rise, like odes that strew
The dreams of few! Like starry sky, conveying belts!.. “
©Th3Mirr0r
[ V ]
Behold! Arise!..
“Behold! Thy Lore, to human world,
One shares! A breath of wind,
Hath fold an oar within a word
Which dwells amidst’ eternal curled,
- But where’s?!.. The very tone hath thinned
And trembling arches mould a silent sword
Which cuts all lies that have been told!..
Behold! Thy Lore, to human world,
That thrives above! And all they ever knew,
Is what a chord when touches, melts,
From highest peaks, till underworld!..
- What love?!.. O, rise, like odes that strew
The dreams of few! Like starry sky, conveying belts!.. “
©Th3Mirr0r
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Posted: Sep 2022
About this poem:
The Quotes Garden©Th3Mirr0r
The Quotes Garden - IV – Pale Moon
"The Quotes Garden"
[ IV ]
Pale moon
“I share my thoughts, with my beloved moon,
Alike a breath of wind, with silver leaves,
Who twists thy dreams, so soon...
And drops of sorrow, beneath the sleeves
Still trembling, in the night, amidst the tune
Who fills my grief, with silent heaves,
Embracing howls of trees, into the moon
Along with copper statues, over dusty sheaves...
O, my beloved, pale moon!..
I lay my soul, upon your silver grave
In which I find my peace, so soon...
And yet – I’ll be the only slave
Of silent wind, when cries of loon
Will tell you I was brave -
And thus along my path, their tune,
Amidst the faded dreams I could not save!..”
©Th3Mirr0r
[ IV ]
Pale moon
“I share my thoughts, with my beloved moon,
Alike a breath of wind, with silver leaves,
Who twists thy dreams, so soon...
And drops of sorrow, beneath the sleeves
Still trembling, in the night, amidst the tune
Who fills my grief, with silent heaves,
Embracing howls of trees, into the moon
Along with copper statues, over dusty sheaves...
O, my beloved, pale moon!..
I lay my soul, upon your silver grave
In which I find my peace, so soon...
And yet – I’ll be the only slave
Of silent wind, when cries of loon
Will tell you I was brave -
And thus along my path, their tune,
Amidst the faded dreams I could not save!..”
©Th3Mirr0r
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Posted: Sep 2022
About this poem:
The Quotes Garden©Th3Mirr0r
online today!Meaning & Value of Life
How indeed fragile and precious life is ...
A thing that covid, whether we like it or not,
has emphasized and brought out to the fore....
One day here then, all too,quickly ,gone tomorrow...
ourself or a precious someone , gone forevermore...
Which makes it obviously important
that we value life while we can
and with our heart, let our loved ones know...
For all these can be gone
almost in the blink of an eye ,
without ever fully comprehending about the why...
So every chance we can,
let us take it to say, do, and show
how much we appreciate the life we have and know ,
with all its blessings and challenges
and all the "for better or for worse" changes ...
How much we love the people closest to us ,
who have been there through the passing of time ,
through all kinds of weather ...
stormy or fine ...
A thing that covid, whether we like it or not,
has emphasized and brought out to the fore....
One day here then, all too,quickly ,gone tomorrow...
ourself or a precious someone , gone forevermore...
Which makes it obviously important
that we value life while we can
and with our heart, let our loved ones know...
For all these can be gone
almost in the blink of an eye ,
without ever fully comprehending about the why...
So every chance we can,
let us take it to say, do, and show
how much we appreciate the life we have and know ,
with all its blessings and challenges
and all the "for better or for worse" changes ...
How much we love the people closest to us ,
who have been there through the passing of time ,
through all kinds of weather ...
stormy or fine ...
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Posted: Sep 2022
About this poem:
Inspired by the touching story of an elderly couple in England ... married for 71 yrs ... who spent their last days in hospital together due to covid, before sadly succumbing to it within five days of each other...https://youtu.be/CHImS28QcDU
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