He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

-W. B. Yeats

Other poetry

The Perfect Dream
Waves beating on the sand
There we sit hand in hand
Waves crash down
And I wipe away my fro

Until' The End
this lazy hand
supposed to be writing
a poem of love
that is never ending

a bright

A Whole Love

Ever since

I laid eyes on you,

I knew for a fact

This was a dream come tr

Sun And Moon

You were like the sun who brought light

Into my cold, dark, and lifeless night.

Y

Getting Over You

I'm sitting here trying to get over you.

Let's get one thing straight; I'm only 19 and tr

Badhe chalo badhe chalo

Na haath ek Shastra ho

 

Na haath ek astra ho

 

Na anna

Heartbroken And Confused

My heart feels like it's torn in two,

Why can't I just be with you?

Every day ano

HAR KHUSHI DOSTO KE SATH

हर ख़ुशी तकलीफ, साथ साथ जिया करते थे

The Mirror

My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,

for today I discovered an old man starin

To My Treasured Friend

Though there is gold up in the mountains,

Lovely pearls deep in the sea,

Those tr