THE ART AND LOVE OF POETRY

Welcome to my poetry blog.Read,appreciate and comment on the poems of then and now.Feel this sensuous medium of expression.Delight in pure colour and line,bare auditory quality and sheer rhythm.Sense the release of illustrative imagery,the portrayal of emotion,the imitation of nature and of human life,the intimation of spiritual truth.

I hope you enjoy the poems and grow with them

Sunday, 14 February 2010

What is LOVE? Happy Valentine's day


“Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud...”----- -The Bible.

Never close your lips to those whom you have opened your heart.” ------Charles Dickens

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways...”------- -Elizabeth Barrett Browning

“If you judge people, you have no time to love them.” ---- Mother Teresa

" Life has taught us that love does not consist in gazing at each other but in looking outward together in the same direction."
Antoine de Saint-Exupery

" " If I know what love is, it is because of you."
Herman Hesse

" The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched- they must be felt with the heart."
Helen Keller

She walks in Beauty, like the night
Of cloudness climes and starry skies,
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes..."
--Lord Byron

"Two souls with but a single thought, two hearts that beat as one."
--John Keats

"Make me immortal with a kiss."
--Christopher Marlowe

"It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye."
--Antoine de Saint-Exupery

"Thou art to me a delicious torment." - Ralph Waldo Emerson

"We are never so helplessly unhappy as when we lose love."
Sigmund Freud

"All you need is love."
John Lennon

Doubt thou the stars are fire;
Doubt that the sun doth move;
Doubt truth to be a liar;
But never doubt I love.
- William Shakespeare

Who, being loved, is poor?
- Oscar Wilde

Seize the moments of happiness, love and be loved! That is the only reality in the world, all else is folly.
LEO TOLSTOY, War and Peac

Sunday, 31 January 2010

I WRITE TO


I write to remember,
I write to forget,
I write to understand
pain in life.
To feel the pity
for the poor,
victims oppressed,
the old, a burden to all.

I write to survive
in this world of mockery and disdain.

I write to feel love,
for women,
children,
men,
alike.

I write to cross the river of life,
to see the other shore,
past obstacles, boulders
and waterfalls.

I write to
see paradise ahead of me,
where beauty and happiness is all.

Ana Rush