1. Mist
"Mist" was her name and she was in my way
And the wind was all silent and away.
Neither the sun nor the moon are to blame,
It was the breeze; that the breeze never came.
I walked in hte fog with two sightless eyes
And then I heard her cry: She cries! She cries!
She cried on my shoulder and on my chest,
She cried with such tears that moistened my breast.
She hugged me tightly and fell on her knees
As fall the waves on the shores of the seas.
And as my sight cleared I made brisk my walk;
She fell further as time ticked on the clock.
And clung to my feet she did drain in rain
The saltless tears of a bosom in pain.
2. A Longing
3. Have you seen the beauty of wild flowers.
4. Malaise
5. A Plea
Stay by my side when I am done,
Though the world may not be there,
And you be the only one.
Shield me from the waves of the sea,
That I may safely sail through,
To reach the land of Poetry.
Hope that even if I fail now,
There's a day in the future,
When land shall touch my ship's prow.
Let my sea-faring never fail,
Though the world might think that this,
Voyage is of no avail.
6. In A Happy Mood
7. Mountain Stream
8. The Boy Who Used To Come
9. The Grand Climax
10. Coleridge
The picture of a great artist
Who paints his mind's delirium,
Whose paints are as unclear as mist,
Whose brush has consumed opium,
Whose canvas is smoky and rough,
Whose art is blonde obscurity-
No horizon is wide enough,
A canvas to paint your beauty.
11. On visiting a place of tranquility
Amid the crowd of silence I had walked,
And heard the tranquility of nature
In the gentle twittering og the birds
As they soar motionlessover their brood;
And seen the monastic monks eat their food
Whose pleasure-smellhad diffused in the air
To nourish the mind of the visitors
As in their meditation they talk.
Beside the slow meandering river
I meanderedthrough paths unknown to me
And the solitary path led me near
The wonderful place of serenity.
My spirit of frenzy vigorously
Resonated with tranquility.
12. The Dry Gargoyle
13. A Mossy Vision
14. Celebrating Innocence
15. Observations
16. Full Moon
17. The Statue of a Dancing Damsel
18. On seeing myself as a child
Brimming with tears of innocence,
Those are the most beautiful eyes,
And the eyelids are now heavy,
For over them Morpheus lies.
These are still those beautiful eyes,
But tears of innocence they lack,
And even though Morpheus is still there,
He has a dagger in his back.
19. Primary School
20. I am an island
21. Let our lives
22. Tonight
23. Trench Coat Mafia
24. Redemption
Ask?Ask not what to ask.Redeem.
Guess!
They will make you a laughing stock.
Guess!
Yesterday I met Susan.
Guess!
-Susan,who lives in our back alley.
Guess!
Who is Susan? A name,a name.
Guess!
A name,a name. "Shazam",Susan.
Guess!
Susan:a name heard in back alleys.
Guess!
Susan who used to live an hour...
Guess!
A day,a week,a month,a year...
Guess!
A jubilee ago she lived; she died.
Guess!
I met and redeemed her.Guess not.
Guess!
25. I Met a Cherub in My Dream
26. The Calamity.
27. The Nymph in my Garden.
28. No More.
29. Flowers From The Land I Left Long Ago.
30. Fire.
Ten thousand years, ten thousands more,
Or tens of thousands years before,
In Paleopolis city,
Of the great Jungledom country,
There dwelt Mr. Nucleo Einstein
Whose hair was curly and in twines
And he was crack-pot, some thought so.
What he said, they couldn't follow.
But Mr. Crack-pot Einstein's
Brain was different from yours and mine.
As was destined, fin-de-sicle,
One day starting from a trickle
The cracked pot had begun to leak
Spilling forth the cerebral steak
On the unquenchable earth crust
Where in banquets out they did burst -
The teeming vermins of the soil
Who for their food were in a boil.
And how much Mr. Einstein tried -
He tore his hair, he even cried -
But his brainy fluid filling
Kept on spilling, kept on spilling.
Then in his heart burned a desire
He took two stones - the birth of fire.
He put the punctured pot to heat
And boiled the steak that lay in it
And all the sapiens far and wide
Or wherever they did reside
Savoured the vapour filling in
Their mind like a scavenger's bin
With knowledge of a fiery birth -
The great deterrent on this earth.
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