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Posted: 16 years ago

Post Your Peoms/Kavithaikal Here!

 

Edited by ~*Thamizhan*~ - 16 years ago
Posted: 16 years ago
only tamil ones or english poetry is allowed too???
Posted: 16 years ago

Originally posted by jasunap


only tamil ones or english poetry is allowed too???

Both English and Tamil.

Posted: 16 years ago

Sri this is a great platform! Can I post my favourites or do they have to be my own creations?
Posted: 16 years ago

Originally posted by Hosanna



Sri this is a great platform! Can I post my favourites or do they have to be my own creations?

h, cn pT ƒvrT!

Edited by ~*Thamizhan*~ - 16 years ago
Posted: 16 years ago
A Poison Tree
by William Blake.

I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe;
I told it not, my wrath did grow.

And I water'd it in fears,
Night & morning with my tears;
And I sunned it with my smiles
And with soft deceitful wiles.

And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright;
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine,

And into my garden stole
When the night had veil'd the pole:
In the morning glad I see
My foe outstretch'd beneath the tree Edited by jasunap - 16 years ago
Posted: 16 years ago
A Psalm Of Life

by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.

Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.

Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
Is our destined end or way;
But to act, that each to-morrow
Find us farther than to-day.

Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And our hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.

In the world's broad field of battle,
In the bivouac of Life,
Be not like dumb, driven cattle!
Be a hero in the strife!

Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant!
Let the dead Past bury its dead!
Act,--act in the living Present!
Heart within, and God o'erhead!

Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time;--

Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o'er life's solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.

Let us, then, be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labor and to wait.
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