Meditations
The sound of wings--out of nowhere they appear
And into infinity they fly.
I wonder if those who are sleeping in the ground
Are disturbed by the throbbing sound
Of a one-way path to eternity.
Enclosed in my room
I speak to the quietness
Breaking the silence.
Enclosed in my room,
I speak to the quietness
But no one replies.
Eternal darkness--no light to see the unknown.
I can only sleep.
A single tear falls--a sad remembrance of the night
When she was told.
Voices of the night echoed by the winds of time.
Can you not hear them?
When I Am Dead
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When I am dead, my dearest,
Sing no sad songs for me.
Plant thou no roses at my head,
Nor shady cypress tree:
Be the green grass above me
With showers and dew drops wet:
And if thou wilt, remember:
And if thou wilt, forget.
I shall not see the shadows.
I shall not feel the rain;
I shall not hear the nightingale
Sing on, as if in pain:
And dreaming throughout the twilight
That doth not rise nor set,
Haply I may remember, and haply may forget.
---Christina Rosetti
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COMMENTS
You are Christina.... ?
A lovely poem of psychic nature. I loved this rhyme a lovely flow dropped into the heart of the reader.
great poem
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demonlovesyou
06:51 Sep 16 2008
Lovely rhyme a lovely poem,
I loved this poem,
If you are interested in meditation experiences, you can read my journal regarding meditation here.
http://eternconsc.proboards106.com/index.cgi?board=general&action=display&thread=1
meditation gives many exoeriences of the planes.
evildollbj
06:54 Mar 11 2009
great poem