Reflective Poetry

Song Unsung

The song that I came to sing remains unsung to this day.I have spent my days in stringing and in…

8 months ago

Sleep

In the night of wearinesslet me give myself up to sleep without struggle,resting my trust upon thee.Let me not force…

8 months ago

She

She who ever had remained in the depth of my being,in the twilight of gleams and of glimpses;she who never…

8 months ago

Moments Indulgence

I ask for a moment's indulgence to sit by thy side. The worksthat I have in hand I will finish…

8 months ago

Fool

O Fool, try to carry thyself upon thy own shoulders!O beggar, to come beg at thy own door!Leave all thy…

8 months ago

Death

O thou the last fulfilment of life,Death, my death, come and whisper to me!Day after day I have kept watch…

8 months ago

Authorship

You say that father write a lot of books, but what he writes I don'tunderstand.He was reading to you all…

8 months ago

A Mien to move a Queen

A Mien to move a Queen—Half Child—Half Heroine—An Orleans in the EyeThat puts its manner byFor humbler CompanyWhen none are…

9 months ago