Unlettered

Here I am , poor and unlettered
Longing for the days to read prose's of love
A day where roses are red
Where kisses are sweet
So here I am unmended and unlettered
Waiting for that perfect prose
That moment of true love
The moment of letters and love.

John Donne. The Good Morrow

My face in thine eyes ,
Thine and mine appears,
And two plain hearts in the faces rest,
Where can we find to better hemispheres
Without sharp north , without declining west,
Whatever dies is not mix equally,
IF OUR TWO LOVES BE ONE
AND THOU AND I LOVE SO ALIKE
THEN NONE CAN SLACKEN , NONE CAN DIE.

If , I was in love right now

If, by chance I was in love right now
If , I got God's greatest gift
If , I was in love right now.
I would hope that unrequited love was behind me
And that he that loved me , would mean it so
That he and I would love equally , none over the other
There would be no room for crying , and if there was he would not be the cause
That I would know when to shut up , when to speak softly and when to ask questions
That he would know when to understand , when to flatter and when to ask for help
I would be the greatest cook , and watching something I made of love can he enjoy
That we would never stand to be apart ,
That I could never disguise , and our faults we endure
If , I was in love right now
I'd find rest in his arms , and make my seal
That no other could find rest there or comfort- save me
He would be etched in my heart , with an un-erasable pen
I would never hide , never lie , I'd be blind
But he would not turn me into a fool , for he would be blind too
I would acknowledge that love is a pilgrimage
A journey , a song , lyric and melody
And everyday my face would look longingly into yours
All day everyday .
I would hold your hand , and you would hold my heart
I would do everything I could to love you more and more
And if we got wedded , married on the roof somewhere
You would never age for me , you would remain
The person I loved , the person I chose
If you fell ill , I would nurse you to health
Make tonic and remedies for your quick recovery
If you lost your legs , I would be there to hold your hands
Make thanksgiving for still having you around , you needing me more
If you got older , I would be your shoulder
Oh , if I was in love right now
Today , tomorrow , forever , in love right now.

Of , love and women.

What a sad observation of women and of love
What a generation such as this ,
Where women and love are not valued?
It is true one generation cometh and the other passeth away
How far we are from the age's of Shakespeare
Who wrote sonnets for love , and said
Love is not love , which alters when it alteration finds
Or the days of the gallant Sir Lancelot and the damsels-in -distress
What a delight it must have been for all the maids in Camelot
Or the days of Aphrodite who in beauty and grace was adored
Helen of troy , King Henry the eighth and his mistress Anne.
I see us now so far to what was done
Even when love was a duty it was done dutifully

What have we done?
Look , not far at us now
See what shoes she must wear 7 inch heels
See what hair she must put on , sewn in for length
See what clothes she must wear , where less is more
Are we not enough ?
Just as we are loving , warm and caring
Must we strive to go on diets , to take cosmetic dives
Are we not enough , young men?

One thing you may not know ,
Love is made by God himself and therefore immortal
Women are the source of life and some may argue the cause of it
When Adam defied His Lord and Master in His very garden
Lived in the very near sight of God and defied him for Eve
Could not think of paradise , paradise without her
Now we are all banished to earth , banished to death
But why are we enemies? Why do we not help each other?
What value is a woman ,they say
What man is not a liar , they say

I find that i long for the days of the past
The days of slow dancing , sweet letters , days of duty
For today a husband is not guaranteed , may leave you and your four children
Divorce , separation , hollow relationships dominate our society
Oh , what an age as this where women and love are not valued.