Death is an ill; ’tis thus the Gods decide: / For had death been a boon, the Gods had died.
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Anand Thakur
Death is an ill; ’tis thus the Gods decide: / For had death been a boon, the Gods had died.
SAPPHOIf you are squeamish Don’t prod the beach rubble.
SAPPHOWould Jove appoint some flower to reign, in matchless beauty on the plain, the Rose (mankind will all agree). The Rose the queen of flowers should be.
SAPPHORaise high the roof-beam, carpenters. Like Ares comes the bridegroom, taller far than a tall man.
SAPPHOSomeone, I tell you, in another time will remember us.
SAPPHOFrom all the offspring of the earth and heaven love is the most precious.
SAPPHONo honey for me, if it comes with a bee.
SAPPHOYou may forget but let me tell you this: someone in some future time will think of us.
SAPPHOMay I write words more naked than flesh, stronger than bone, more resilient than sinew, sensitive than nerve.
SAPPHOI would not think to touch the sky with two arms
SAPPHOExperience shows us Wealth unchaperoned by Virtue is never an innocuous neighbor.
SAPPHOEros harrows my heart: wild gales sweeping desolate mountains, uprooting oaks.
SAPPHOAll the while, believe me, I prayed our night would last twice as long.
SAPPHOWhat cannot be said will be wept.
SAPPHOI will let my body flow like water over the gentle cushions.
SAPPHOStand and face me, my love,and scatter the grace in your eyes.
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