poetry

poetry

This fire that we call Loving is too strong for human minds. But just right for human souls.

This fire that we call Loving is too strong for human minds. But just right for human souls.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Sometimes I think,I need a spare heart to feel all the things I feel.

Sometimes I think,I need a spare heart to feel all the things I feel.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

A Robin Redbreast in a CagePuts all Heaven in a Rage.A dove house fill’d with doves and pigeonsShudders Hell thro’ all its regions.A Dog starv’d at his Master’s GatePredicts the ruin of the State.A Horse misus’d upon the RoadCalls to Heaven for Human blood.Each outcry of the hunted HareA fiber from the Brain does tear.

A Robin Redbreast in a CagePuts all Heaven in a Rage.A dove house fill’d with doves and pigeonsShudders Hell thro’ all its regions.A Dog starv’d at his Master’s GatePredicts the ruin of the State.A Horse misus’d upon the RoadCalls to Heaven for Human blood.Each outcry of the hunted HareA fiber from the Brain does tear.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Like poetry, fashion does not state anything. It merely suggests

Like poetry, fashion does not state anything. It merely suggests

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

And to 'scape stormy days, I choose an everlasting night.

And to 'scape stormy days, I choose an everlasting night.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Wordplay hides a key to reality that the dictionary tries in vain to lock inside every free word.

Wordplay hides a key to reality that the dictionary tries in vain to lock inside every free word.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

one day, when tenderness has become the single rule of the morning,/ I will wake in your arms. perhaps your skin will be overly gorgeous./ and the light will include the impossible understanding of love.

one day, when tenderness has become the single rule of the morning,/ I will wake in your arms. perhaps your skin will be overly gorgeous./ and the light will include the impossible understanding of love.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I watched the spinning stars, grateful, sad and proud, as only a man who has outlived his destiny and realizes he might yet forge himself another, can be.

I watched the spinning stars, grateful, sad and proud, as only a man who has outlived his destiny and realizes he might yet forge himself another, can be.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

The rain set early in tonight,The sullen wind was soon awake,It tore the elm-tops down for spite,And did its best to vex the lake:I listened with heart fit to break.When glided in Porphyria; straightShe shut the cold out and the storm,And kneeled and made the cheerless grateBlaze up and all the cottage warm;

The rain set early in tonight,The sullen wind was soon awake,It tore the elm-tops down for spite,And did its best to vex the lake:I listened with heart fit to break.When glided in Porphyria; straightShe shut the cold out and the storm,And kneeled and made the cheerless grateBlaze up and all the cottage warm;

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

My soul is wrapped in harsh repose,Midnight descends in raven-colored clothes,But soft... behold!A sunlight beamButting a swath of glimmering gleam.My heart expands,'tis grown a bulge in it,Inspired by your beauty...Effulgent.

My soul is wrapped in harsh repose,Midnight descends in raven-colored clothes,But soft... behold!A sunlight beamButting a swath of glimmering gleam.My heart expands,'tis grown a bulge in it,Inspired by your beauty...Effulgent.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

ولأنني رغم القبور..ورغم موت الأرضأرفض أن أموت

ولأنني رغم القبور..ورغم موت الأرضأرفض أن أموت

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I sat, a solitary man,In a crowded London shop,An open book and empty cupOn the marble table-top.While on the shop and street I gazedMy body of a sudden blazed;And twenty minutes more or lessIt seemed, so great my happiness,That I was blessed and could bless.

I sat, a solitary man,In a crowded London shop,An open book and empty cupOn the marble table-top.While on the shop and street I gazedMy body of a sudden blazed;And twenty minutes more or lessIt seemed, so great my happiness,That I was blessed and could bless.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

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