Category: Lead Poems

William Cullen Bryant Consumption

Ay, thou art for the grave; thy glances shine Too brightly to shine long; another Spring Shall deck her for men’s eyes—but not for thine— Sealed in a sleep which knows no wakening. The fields for thee have no medicinal leaf, And the vexed ore no mineral of power; And...

The Age of Infancy- Allama Muhammad Iqbal

The earth and sky were unknown worlds to me Only the expanse of mother’s bosom was a world to me Every movement was a symbol of life’s pleasure to me My own speech was like a meaningless word to me During infancy’s pain if somebody made me cry The noise...

Henry David Thoreau

Indeed, indeed, I cannot tell Indeed, indeed, I cannot tell, Though I ponder on it well, Which were easier to state, All my love or all my hate. Surely, surely, thou wilt trust me When I say thou dost disgust me. O, I hate thee with a hate That would...

Jalaluddin Rumi

This World Which Is Made of Our Love for Emptiness Praise to the emptiness that blanks out existence. Existence: This place made from our love for that emptiness! Yet somehow comes emptiness, this existence goes. Praise to that happening, over and over! For years I pulled my own existence out...

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Emily Dickinson Dare You See A Soul Dare you see a Soul at the White Heat? Then crouch within the door — Red — is the Fire’s common tint — But when the vivid Ore Has vanquished Flame’s conditions, It quivers from the Forge Without a color, but the light...

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Jalaluddin Rumi The World This World Which Is Made of Our Love for Emptiness Praise to the emptiness that blanks out existence. Existence: This place made from our love for that emptiness! Yet somehow comes emptiness, this existence goes. Praise to that happening, over and over! For years I pulled...

On the Pulse of Morning -Maya Angelou

A Rock, A River, A Tree Hosts to species long since departed, Marked the mastodon, The dinosaur, who left dried tokens Of their sojourn here On our planet floor, Any broad alarm of their hastening doom Is lost in the gloom of dust and ages. But today, the Rock cries...

Be Lost in the Call -Jalaluddin Rumi

O you who’ve gone on pilgrimage – where are you, where, oh where? Here, here is the Beloved! Oh come now, come, oh come! Your friend, he is your neighbor, he is next to your wall – You, erring in the desert – what air of love is this? If...

Emily Dickinson It Was Not Death

Emily Dickinson It Was Not Death

It was not death, for I stood up, And all the dead lie down. It was not night, for all the bells Put out their tongues for noon. It was not frost, for on my flesh I felt siroccos crawl, Nor fire, for just my marble feet Could keep a...

Sir Muhammad Iqbal The Bird’s Complaint

Sir Muhammad Iqbal The Bird’s Complaint

I am constantly reminded of the bygone times Those garden’s springs, those chorus of chimes Gone are the freedoms of our own nests Where we could come and go at our own pleasure My heart aches the moment I think Of the buds’ smile at the dew’s tears That beautiful...

Ted Hughes The Harvest Moon

The flame-red moon, the harvest moon, Rolls along the hills, gently bouncing, A vast balloon, Till it takes off, and sinks upward To lie on the bottom of the sky, like a gold doubloon. The harvest moon has come, Booming softly through heaven, like a bassoon. And the earth replies...

Muhammad Iqbal The Crescent

The sun’s boat is broken and drowned in the Nile But a piece is floating about on the water of the Nile The twilight’s pure blood drips into the sky’s basin Has the lancet of Nature drawn the sun’s blood? Has the sky stolen the ear ring of the evening’s...

Muhammad Iqbal The Crescent

Muhammad Iqbal The Crescent

The sun’s boat is broken and drowned in the Nile But a piece is floating about on the water of the Nile The twilight’s pure blood drips into the sky’s basin Has the lancet of Nature drawn the sun’s blood? Has the sky stolen the ear ring of the evening’s...

Jalaluddin Rumi Why Cling

Jalaluddin Rumi Why Cling

Why cling to one life till it is soiled and ragged? The sun dies and dies squandering a hundred lived every instant God has decreed life for you and He will give another and another and another ….. At the twilight, a moon appeared in the sky; Then it landed...

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Robert Frost The Road Not Taken Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as...

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Muhammad Iqbal The Interrogation Of The Dead The bright sun is hidden, the night shows its face The night’s hair is spread on shoulders of the earth This black dress is preparation for some one’s mourning Perhaps the Nature’s assemblage for the sun is mourning The sky is casting a...

Creep into thy narrow bed, Creep, and let no more be said! Vain thy onset! all stands fast. Thou thyself must break at last! Let the long contention cease! Geese are swans, and swans are geese. Let them have it how they will! Thou art tired; best be still! They out-talked thee, hissed thee, tore thee? Better men fared thus before thee; Fired their ringing shot and passed, Hotly charged -and sank at last. Charge once more, then, and be dumb! Let the victors, when they come, When thy forts of folly fail, Find thy body by the wall!

The Road Not Taken- Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better...