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Category: Poems

From pain and suffering, rises Creativity, thus spake Creativebug

This is one of the heart-rendering poems churned out from the soul of my friend, who is dealing with his lost love and arising emotions. The name of the poem is “Come back my love!” clipped from madhueminem.blogspot.com Can I ever look into her eyes again? Can She ever realise that I am in pain? Can the world we created rise again?Can I prove to all that im not sounding insane? Is this the end, my beautiful girl? Is this the end, my sweetheart? Is this the end of all… Read more From pain and suffering, rises Creativity, thus spake Creativebug

The beauty of see-(de)duction…Sonnet 116 through Ilium

“Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O no! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken. Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle’s compass come: Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the… Read more The beauty of see-(de)duction…Sonnet 116 through Ilium