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Showing posts with label poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poems. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Desiderata

just wanna share one of my favorite poems ever...

-- written by Max Ehrmann in the 1920s --
Not "Found in Old St. Paul's Church"! -- see below
Go placidly amid the noise and the haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible, without surrender,
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even to the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons;
they are vexatious to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain or bitter,
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs,
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals,
and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love,
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment,
it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be.
And whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life,
keep peace in your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.









Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Cafe Kiss

Cafe Kiss
by: Rizhel Ann Supremo

Through the cold rainy days
You were my warm coat in such ways
You were my hot-served coffee
Paired with toasted bread and toffee
All those years we spent
Were cherished and heaven sent
We shared a thousand cups
Even through the down and ups
Here we are again together today
Still in the same old cafe
Sharing the same coffee table
Porcelain cup with the same label
I didn't notice holding your cup
And sipped a little and got up
I went outside to breathe a little
Goodbyes really made my heart so brittle
You looked at the cup I left
With misery and sorrow, you fret
But little did you know I left a gift
In that cup I left a kiss never to drift
I left to give you some space
To find yourself out of the maze
But we'll be meeting soon after the mists
Til we meet again, please treasure my cafe kiss ...


This poem was published in THE WORD 2006, the official publication of Holy Name University Volume XVIII Issue 2 in Extracts


SLEEP NOW MY BELOVED




SLEEP NOW MY BELOVED
By: moon_goddess628
Rizhel Ann Supremo

That night,his face seemed near but far
I felt his cold decadent voice,whispering
surrendering to his warm embraces
I held him close to my heart
as i begged..."comfort this lonely stranded soul in this unforgiving fallen world"...
He looked through me...
as a river of tears fell from my eyes
Never have I thought,the face of Death;
so young,ethereal and enigmatic
a cold wind swept through my face
I slowly closed my eyes
as my heart beat fast...slow...and stopped...
as he whispered....
"Sleep now my beloved"


This poem, I made last November 23,2007 is a poem of Death
The girl (narrator/poem writer) is at the brink of going to the other world and meeting Death which was portrayed as a man...a lover...




Just sharing one of my poems...hehe