Mayuri Negi

It feels so good to be back here!

Here's a poem by Alfred Lord Tennyson called "Summer Night"
          Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white;
          Nor waves the cypress in the palace walk;
          Nor winks the gold fin in the porphyry font:
          The firefly wakens: waken thou with me
          Now droops the milk-white peacock like a ghost,
          And like a ghost she glimmers on to me
          Now lies the Earth all Danaë to the stars,
          And all thy heart lies open unto me
          Now slides the silent meteor on, and leaves
          A shining furrow, as thy thoughts in me
          Now folds the lily all her sweetness up,
          And slips into the bosom of the lake:
          So fold thyself, my dearest, thou, and slip
          Into my bosom and be lost in me

Alfred Lord Tennyson's "The Kraken"
          Below the thunders of the upper deep, 
          Far, far beneath in the abysmal sea, 
          His ancient, dreamless, uninvaded sleep 
          The Kraken sleepeth: faintest sunlights flee 
          About his shadowy sides; above him swell 
          Huge sponges of millennial growth and height; 
          And far away into the sickly light, 
          From many a wondrous grot and secret cell 
          Unnumber'd and enormous polypi 
          Winnow with giant arms the slumbering green 
          There hath he lain for ages, and will lie 
          Battening upon huge sea-worms in his sleep, 
          Until the latter fire shall heat the deep; 
          Then once by man and angels to be seen, 
          In roaring he shall rise and on the surface die

"The Heart of a Woman," a poem by Georgia Douglas Johnson 
          The heart of a woman goes forth with the dawn, 
          As a lone bird, soft winging, so restlessly on, 
          Afar o’er life’s turrets and vales does it roam 
          In the wake of those echoes the heart calls home 
          The heart of a woman falls back with the night, 
          And enters some alien cage in its plight, 
          And tries to forget it has dreamed of the stars 
          While it breaks, breaks, breaks on the sheltering bars