Whether or not your quest availing Here the wonted light, pursues some honour unveiling Although every scourge, ne'er pulled an outcome That whatsoever thing repines, any chase blasphemous Inspite so much spasm harder within phantasy anachronous T'was a descant of glow that revives any numb After all infamy, I reckon you allure Through a … Continue reading Glow worm
Good Lord! How hard it was to stick to world's raid For I was wonderfully pleased enjoying truth overlaid which hath been seldom thought entirely unregressed If I desire, far-off disgrace, it'd rather be suppressed Away and away from all whimsical caprice Dispell'd my vain pursuits, ere it comes at peace All this, … Continue reading Parted.
Look at who you are.. Not at who you are not.. ~f.h.
In esteem for Tess of the D'urbervilles, a pure woman faithfully presented by Thomas Hardy. The flickering flame entombed to sky along with ancestry fallen and forgotten But claim for kinship overbrimmed- like enough the durberfields sought a degree of enlightenment Ergo, set out the gentle damsel not ware of awaiting venery Paynim at heart, … Continue reading Very verses for Tess’s virtue
She doesn't feel herself anymore For she felt there's nothing more Her soul is not being torn apart Come what may, it's a part of her heart ~f.h
The magnitude of too much rendered nothing, which is still too much That my essence binds me to advance further to this profound lacuna Then a castaway reflection seemed to conjure into a cosmic cry And shortly after, downright flat drops descend out of a cloud forsaken sky Upon pretense besmirched beneath deepest vows Where the … Continue reading The damp lacuna
I often wonder how can I look the other way, from a divine finger's skills that placed concocted hues, stroke on stroke that take, a fantasy worth extolled, just so. I yearn to grow old and tired, beside his magnum opus, more durable than thought. It is the pivot of my turning world. When … Continue reading Change