Email Poem

Your IP Address: 216.73.216.246

Your Email Address:

To Email Address:

Subject

Personal Note:

Poem Title:

Poem

Since trust is a mask that has nothing behind it
And hope is not found where mortal can find it;
Since love's looking glass can break in a minute
Eracing the face that the soul has cast in it;
Why would we care for winters or springs
The scent of the blossom or the sweep of the wings?
Since all is for naught with good or for ill
Making folly an illusion to torment us still.

Since all the unrest and eager endeavor
Is nothing but vanity now and forever;
A heart found bleeding to sustain the ideal
Is nothing but pride with nothing that’s real.
Should a man be brave but not know the strife
With a reason to have and hold on to life?
Or die by the sword but not know the dare
Willing to be and be willing to bear?

Man knows now how fate may be cheated
How by being brave may the deeds be defeated;
Killing the longing that lies in your bosom
Desires not the fruit when you see the blossom;
Wish not for the flower when you think of the bud
Kill all the mavericks that cry for your blood.
Hopes unfulfilled are an illegal delight
For these are the dreams of a perfidious night;

So let me imagine an infinite peace
Felt without joy but a feeling of release;
Something by which an immortal decree
Is as like nothing as something can be.

CAPTCHA Preview

Type the characters you see in the picture

Required