That’s Why I Say Though I’m bound to the cliff of the eighties soon I never believed in my wrinkles to sorrow Even now my season minus sun plus moon ; I stand against the menace of tomorrow ; And so I have no worries to bear in mind As never had I a lock […]
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Sweet Home
So often in my vernal clays did I roam And outlandishly spent my manhood years But alas! Ne’er did I find a place like home That I could love with adoration and tears. Home sweet home I come to remember the years. The years of my childhood the years which are no more, And now […]
Baalbeck, April 23, 1985
QUOTATIONS When you take your mum To keep wise keep mum Grief but a warm tear falling from the eye to cool the heart A tear but a silent word of sorrow Joy is the right measure of faith in the heart Man but a weak creature Yet still keeping his flight By the wings […]
On My Eightieth Birthday
Though eighty years are a burden to bear, They were the true colorful shades of life; The lovable world I lived where there were The sweat of age and labour in the strife. And now on this high bridge I pass today Charioted by fate toward the setting sun; I can’t but adore you all […]
Star Wars
I am dreaming and my dreams are my own As such I can destroy the planet Mars I can wheel back the years; I can alone Wage a world war against the shooting stars So why go to school eat and digest a Meal of common sense the time I can dream Of the welkin […]
The Nightingales
Go ye to that world of the oak forest green , Where the nightingales halo nature by song ; That world would be listening then the charm serene Of a breath living melody the years long . There the wild blossoms in the wood keep straying , Losing petals dancing cancan over the weeds Days […]
London September 3, 1982
Looking Into TheDistance Looking into the distance I couldn’t see What I’ve seen once upon a time ago; Age across the ages whispered to me , Said: Who ever comes going comes back to go» Going, he cannot see much of the much He has seen once upon a time ago Strange to note that […]
Honest Thieves
I saw a crowd of professional thieves dressed in black and yellow Over the hill in our Orchard of cherries in flower And returning home with their golden breeches; Poor thieves, they toil and sweat for many days long, To build store and share gratis with others, What provisions they may spare willingly And by […]
Dialogue
Come and fill the cup to the brim Of sweet vintage from Burgundy; Pour some more and forgive me Jim There’s no prohibition for me. When still young I did eagerly drink The delved vintage from Burgundy, But now I am all done, I think, For my reason came back to me. Come and drink […]
Break Not
Break not your dimming glass at your feet And drive through the gate of life with care. Will not yours, which they call defeat, And out of your blood bleed your despair. Always there’s day and there’s night To follow your day and your morrow ; There’s the eternal gleam missing sight In the gloom, […]