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

I'll Never Forget

I can't tell you how much my heart hurts every day.

It's full of anger, pain, and regrets

The Game
I've lost
you
not only your love
but also you
as my dear friend
who was
always th

Just For Today

 Just for today,

 Can we forget about race,

 Colour, religion

Giving Friend

 

We share so much of our lives

Our joy and also our pain.

Without y

My Belly Button...

Oh my beloved belly button.
The squidgy ring in my midriff mutton.

Your myster

Sorry
I'm sorry friend
I don't know what to do
I try so hard
to be a better person to you

Remeber When

Remember when we first did meet,

our hearts rejoiced and skipped a beat.

Remember

How It Used To Be

I saw her during recess

And then again at lunch

I kinda liked to tease her

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What I Love About You

The sparkle in your eye,

The warmth of your skin,

Your breath on my neck

HUM HINDUSTANI HAI

De Salaami Iss Tirange Ko,

Jis Se Teri Shaan Hai,

Sar Hamesha Uncha Rakhna Iska,<