Old English Collection: The Poetry of Coleridge 1

SONNET
TO THE RIVER OTTER

Dear Native Brook! Wild Streamlet of the West!
How many various-fated years have past,
What happy and what mournful hours, since last
I skimm’d the smooth thin stone along thy breast,
Numbering its leaps! Yet so deep imprest
Sink the sweet scenes of childhood, that mine eyes
I never shut amid the sunny ray,
But straight with all their tints thy water rise,
Thy crossing plank, thy marge with willows grey,
And bedded sand that vein’d with various dyes
Gleam’d through thy bright transparence! On my way,
Visions of Childhood! oft have ye beguil’d
Lone manhood’s cares, yet waking fondest sighs:
Ah! that once more I were a careless Child!

Sunflower Field

I dream of a sunflower field
Where the sun throws his light
All is yellow bright
And they bloom with their eyes
As bright as yours
looking at me

I dream of a green-yellow field
Where the little sunflowers
singing their happy song
then showing their smile
as sincere as yours
smiling at me

I dream of the bright bright sunflowers
as wide as your eyes can see
resting on the solid ground
as if it's their peaceful home

Just like your bright bright face
whice everywhere I can see
then could I find rest
and my soul filled with peace

I dream of playing with the yellow flowers
so close are they with me
and as for me you are beside
touchable, reachable

I dream of a sunflower field
I dream of the eternity
staying there forever
may our pure hearts, too
always together.


June 4th, 2009
10.00 pm
created by
Gavrila Marta
In a remembrance of someone

untitled

A crowded world
A lonely soul

They don't know
They don't care
They're people around me

I seek for something
Something I might find in the midst

Try to scan the face
But theirs are so fake
Try to examine the smile
But theirs have lost they sincerity

Try to look through the eyes
But it is as if I am blind
Try to feel the hearts
But it sharpens my numbness

Then I start to realize
Me is the only lonely
For I feel no such a heart like mine
That I could put in it my own

copyright.gav_March'09

mimpi

aku berjalan dan berjalan
sepanjang jalan perjalananku
jalan lurus tak bertepi
cahaya mimpi di depanku

satu, dua
kiri mulai berganti
kulihat seekor kupu-kupu emas
kecantikan dengan kharisma tak tertandingi
mengerling aku pada cahaya mimpiku
dan aku terus berjalan

tiga, empat
sekejap mawar merah di kanan
cantik, anggun, menggoda
ku raih hendak ku memetik
namun duri itu menancap
meninggalkan bekas luka mendalam
aku terus berjalan

lima, enam
tak kulihat jalan berbatu
terantuk diriku dan jatuh
kendati luka bangkit berdiri
dan ku terus berjalan

tujuh..
kudengar suara memanggil
seberkas bayangan kenangan lama
dan ku menoleh ke belakang
terlalu indah, terlalu berharga
namun ku terus melangkah

Lihat, aku dapat menyentuh cahaya
Lihat aku menggapain mimpi
Sinar putih nan terang tlah membawaku terbang
Langit biru kan kuraih dan matahari


_gav_