"Time,You Old Gypsy Man"--R. Hodgson

Time, you old gypsy man,
Will you not stay
Put up your caravan
just for one day ?

All things I'll give you
Will you be my guest,
Bells for your jennet,
Of silver the best.
Goldsmiths shall beat you
A great golden rings,
Peacocks shall bow to you,
Little boys sing,
Oh, and sweet girls will
Festoon you with may.

Time, you old gypsy,
Why hasten away?
Last week in Babylon,
last night in Rome,
Morning, and in the crush
Under Paul's dome;
under Paul's dial
You tighten your rein-
Only a moment,
And off once again;
Off to some city
Now blind in the womb,
Off to another
Ere that's in the tomb.

Time, you old gypsy man,
Will you not stay,
Put up your caravan
Just for one day ?

Don't Say You're Not Important

It simply isn't true,
The fact that you were born,
Is proof, God has a plan for you.

The path may seem unclear right now,
But one day you will see,
That all that came before,
Was truly meant to be.

God wrote the book that is your life,
That's all you need to know.
Each day that you are living,
Was written long ago.

God only writes best sellers,
So be proud of who you are,
Your character is important,
In this book you are the Star.

Enjoy the novel as it reads,
It will stand throughout the ages,
Savor each chapter as you go,
Taking time to turn the pages.

My love

Read dis poem on the net...a very nice one in my opinion...though written by a novice like myself.
kudos 2 Ravi !


When I wake up in the sunny morning
My dreams tell me, you are so lovely
Although, you are far away from me
My love can not be hidden without your love

Chorus......

Oh my love, come and be lost with me
and make your love with softly whispering
Days are gone, my love on you never gone
and it will live with me wherever you are

When I look up at the stars in the evening
My nights tell me, you are so beautiful
Although, you are not close to me
My love can not be loved without your love

Chorus......

Oh my love, come and be lost with me
and make your love with softly whispering
Days are gone, my love on you never gone
and it will live with me wherever you are

Ravi Sathasivam / Sri Lanka
Copyright @2006 Ravi Sathasivam

Fire in my soul

Don't play with fire', I've always heard,
From everyone that I have known.
But I just thought they were absurd,
And could not leave that fire alone.

So every day with noone around I'd play with fire -
I could not seem to get enough -
And seemed to have this strange desire
To set on fire all kinds of stuff.

It all began when I was young.
I watched as candle flames would dance.
They called to me - those blazing tounges -
And soon, I'd fall into a trance.

A hundred candles burning bright -
Enticing me to light some more.
They set my room ablaze one night,
And burned the house down to the floor.

I felt no torment for this deed;
Instead, excitement filled my soul.
The sight of flames was such a need,
 The sight of something burning brings
A pleasure few have understood.

Then came the day that I was caught -
So now I'm locked here in the pen -
But still, I feel this strange desire.
So soon, I will be free again,
When I have set this heart on fire.

I'm not trying 2 b a sadist or anything here......

Didnt wanna ever love

Never wanted you to be my everything,
yet, you were an oasis in the desert that is my life.
I miss you more than words can say
and lost without you, every day.

Never asked more than you could give,
yet it seemed too much of a challenge,
and you chose to ignore me away,
you always chose to go your way.

I've reached my limit, had enough,
but I'm not sure who won or lost.
I'm sad and empty, what can I say?
But tomorrow is another day,is it?