Thursday, April 26, 2012

Sharing The Weight

Greek Diety Atlas Carrying the World on his Shoulder.jpg

Your shoulders must seem so heavy at times
your valiant strength ready to fold.
You carry the burden of many pursuits
a mountain of dreams to uphold.

Through fears and heartaches, you offer yourself
with never a thought for the cost.
No hesitation for damages done;
for the pieces of you that are lost.

So when you are drained, lonely, afraid
feeling small in a huge world of doubt
My shoulders will be there to carry the load,
to strenthen you inside and out.

Monday, April 23, 2012

In Honour Of Shakespeare

Today being the anniversary of Shakespeare's death, I thought I'd post one of my favourite Shakespeare poems. First read this one in middle school and I've always loved it.

They That Have Power to Hurt

They that have power to hurt, and will do none,
That do not do the thing they most do show,
Who, moving others, are themselves as stone,
Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow,-
They rightly do inherit heaven's graces,
And husband nature's riches from expense;
They are the lords and owners of their faces,
Others, but stewards of their excellence.

The summer's flower is to the summer sweet
Though to itself it only live and die;
But if that flower with base infection meet,
The basest weed outbraves his dignity:
For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds;
Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds.

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Soul Fit

At each and every dawn
I rise and don your essence.
Hugging me 
with the warmth of a winter coat
-a perfectly-sized hand over my heart-
it protects me
from freezing realities,
from harsh, abrasive egos
whose only aim is destruction
of others' souls.