If you but knew
How all my days seemed filled with dreams of you,
How sometimes in the silent nights
Your eyes thrill through me with their tender light,
How oft I hear your voice when others speak,
How you 'mid other forms I seek-
Oh, love more real than though such dreams were true
If you but knew


Could you but guess
How you alone make all my happiness,
How I am more than willing for your sake
To stand alone, give all and nothing take,
Nor chafe to think you bound while I am free,
Quite free, till death, to love you silently,
Could you but guess


Could you but learn
How when you doubt my truth I sadly yearn
To till you all, to stand for one brief space
Un fettered, soul to soul, as face to face,
To crown you King till life shall end,
My lover and likewise my truest fried,
Would you love me, dearest, as fondly in return,
Could you but learn?

الملاك
الملاك
I wrote your name twice because you posted two quotations, each one is more beautiful than the other.        



Oh my God, how I love this kind of poetry!    
The speaker offers some 'impossible' things only to conclude that it is impossible to forget the addressee!!! Can the birds of the forest forget their nice songs? Of course not. The speaker gives very beautiful images maybe because his/her lover is as beautiful as these images! The singing of the birds, the tide of the sea, the image of the moon-sea, the flowers, the mountains....etc., all these are from nature.
GREAT Al-Malaak, REALLY VERY GREAT!! You and Moultrie are both great!    

   
I's really really really One of the loveliest poems I've ever read. No, it is not one of them, it IS the tenderest at all. I enjoyed reading each line, each word,  no each letter!!!
It does not sound like life, It IS life itself.  
Al-Malaak, I'm writing these words only to express how this poem affected me. I usually memorize the nice poems; I'm definitely going to learn it by heart.


I think now it is known  It is you who wrote it.
I really mean it; since we knew it through you then it is you who wrote it in our minds. We owe you very much.
The speaker of the poem is a lady. I knew this piece of information through one line:

To crown you king, my king, till life shall end

She says at the beginning of the poem:

This is of course the result of love. She can distinguish his voice through many voices. She can do this only because her soul is connected to his. She mentions "soul to soul" later in the poem. That's very nice.

This is a great line. She sees him in everything, in all directions, everywhere. She can't even forget him for just a moment. Nice!!

This is the condition of true love: To give everything, without waiting to receive anything in return. I think Shaw once said, "You know that you are in true love when you start behaving against your OWN benefits!"

الملاك
What you've quoted is really marvelous. Please always submit what you think is nice. Thanks for participating with us, waiting for more and more!  

عبير

Welcome sister!


That's very very true. God is Just. God gave all humans the same abilities. He gave them the choice to choose as well. If some people were born as winners, then we are denying the very fact that God is Just; and this isn't true. So your statement is true.  

I'm going to quote from King Lear :

Have more than thou showest,
Speak less than thou knowest,
Lend less than thou owest,
Ride more than thou goest,
Learn more than thou trowest,
Set less than thou throwest,
.....

I'm sorry for this long absence  
Back to my favourite topic    
عبير,  
Your new colour is also nice  I like blue very much

Nice wisdom  

We are speaking about Gibran here, so it is expected to see the word "soul" here. I like this word, and Gibran knows well how to use it.
Thank you sister Abeer for quoting from Gibran. I am expecting more quotations from you

Now I'm going to quote from Coelho again:

The sculptor, Michelangelo, was once asked how it was that he could create such beautiful works. "It's very simple," he answered. "When I look at a block of marble, I see the sculpture inside it.  All I have to do is remove what doesn't belong."
The master says: "There is a work of art each of us was destined to create. That is the central point of our life, and -- no matter how we try to deceive ourselves -- we know how important it is to our happiness.  Usually, that work of art is covered by years of fears, guilt and indecision.  But, if we decide to remove those things that do not belong, if we have no doubt as to our capability, we are capable of going forward with the mission that is our destiny.  That is the only way to live with honor."