Sunday, November 30, 2008


From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.

From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.

Then- in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life- was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:

From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold,

From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by,

From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.

Edgar Allan Poe

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ral said...

And the child from that movie was so's one of my favorite movies.

Here are some lyrics about the things that i think are important in life for us to not be alone, the simple things...

It's an easy ride to roam
You'll never walk alone
Natuarally we blew
Simple things we say
Everyday we find the way

Seems like we've opened up the door
Feels like we've walked this way before
Natuarally we blew
Simple things you say
Everyday you'll find the way
It amazes

[Simple Things - Zero 7]

<3 Ral

chicas locas said...

...hmm this poem has awaken a weird thing that I believe about people

... looking at myself I don't seem to understand ...why ... we start feeling lonely in a room full of people ...

we want to be close and surrounded by people... yet when people get to close ...we need our space ...

we enjoy spending time alone ...
"me moments" ...but we feel incomplete if there is no one to share THE moments with us ...

so ...which one is it ? and I don't seem to understand this not even at myself ...