I & My Beloved Aged Thousands Year Poem by Elius Rubby

I & My Beloved Aged Thousands Year



In the green hill I Wander
A stormy night of winter
Betting Cold with thunder
I can not but wonder
I enjoy the green beauty of nature
I enjoy the wrought of nature.

I planed spending a night with her
I wanted to share my pain to her
In a moonlit night with nature
I looked back in my past
How lovely I was!

Now I am in a remote hill Storm.
A moonlit night, a Storm of life
I enjoyed both at a time
Alone survive terrible romantic
I asked myself, Am I really alone?
Or is in World every one alone?

I notice animals moving haphazard
At one stage a few foxes attacked me
But the wonder is not for killing
But for save me from a big tree
Which is uprooted by strong wind.
Sometimes enemy can be friend
Sometimes friend turns enemy.
All is for not selfish mind.

Poets gives definition of pure love
But love never be defined
As love is nothing but many things
I found the life also nothing
But to live we have to find meaning
Actually life is not a moonlit light.
But a terrible stormy night.

After a long I took rest under a tree
Thousands hands and thousands color
And still shedding, still giving art of life.
I feel safe and sound with joy profound,
I look her round and round.

It seems I know her from a long year
I fall in love with her A tree of thousands year.
For Thousands years for a thousands one,
Gets the blessing of her for Thousands year.
Going on I and my beloved aged thousands year.

I & My Beloved Aged Thousands Year
Friday, December 18, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: philosophical
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Summary: The poet once went out for enjoy the nature of hill in a winter season as he was in deep crisis and suddenly really storm started with betting cold firstly he enjoy the beauty of nature in a moonlit night but after sometimes he also notice the wrought and adverse beauty of nature. He felt so alone and asked himself is everyone in the world alone in time of storm both in personal life and in real nature? At this time he noticed all the wild animals moving to save themselves, suddenly, a few foxes attracted him but it is wonder that not for killing but for save him as where the poet standing a big tree uprooted by storm then the poet understood that all bad we think usually is not bad actually, enemy can be friend and friend can be enemy for not only selfish view but for natural view. He also got that Some feelings can not be described though some great men tried but its color changed by turn of time. He felt that life is not only moonlit night but also stormy night all helps man to go right path. Finally the poet gets the right path taking rest under a trees of thousands year old and fall in love as he feels profound and safe and now he also feels that he knows her for thousands year and for thousands people get love of her a tree of thousands year. (Poetry and art is compared as A tree of Thousands year. and poet represent the pre-condition of every poet and artist)
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