A Garden Among Flames
A Garden Among Flames O Marvel, a garden among the flames! My heart can take on any form: a meadow for gazelles, a cloister for monks, For the idols, sacred ground, Ka’ba for the circling pilgrim, the...
View ArticleWhatever It Is, I Like It
Whatever It Is, I Like It The withering wind of the midnight hour Blows me closer to you, leaving more to devour Uniting our bodies with the ecstatic pleasure of love under the gleaming moonlight...
View ArticleArabian Poetry – On Procrastination
On Procrastination YOUTH is a drunken, noisy hour, With every folly fraught; But man, by Age’s chastening power, Is sobered into thought. Then we resolve our faults to shun, And shape our course anew;...
View ArticleA Poem from The Arabian Nights
Taken from the story about Prince Qamar Az-Zaman from The Arabian Nights. Arabic: وَلَقـدْ نَدِمْـتُ عَلى تَفَرُّقِ شَمْــلِنا :: دَهْـرَاً وّفاضَ الدَّمْـعُ مِنْ أَجْفـاني وَنَـذَرْتُ إِنْ عـادَ...
View ArticleRamble On – Led Zeppelin’s Ode to LOTR
Middle Earth meets the world of Rock’n'Roll. “Ramble On” is a song from Led Zeppelin’s 1969 untitled album, said to have been inspired by J.R.R. Tolkien’s Lord of the Rings trilogy. Ramble On Leaves...
View ArticleNot All Those Who Wander are Lost
The following is a poetic passage taken out of J.R.R. Tolkien’s epic novel The Fellowship of the Rings. “All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong...
View ArticleO Captain! My Captain!
O Captain! My Captain O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done; The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won; The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While...
View ArticleThe Road Goes Ever On
The Road Goes Ever On The Road goes ever on and on Down from the door where it began. Now far ahead the Road has gone, And I must follow, if I can, Pursuing it with eager feet, Until it joins some...
View ArticleJohn Milton On Shakespeare
Shakespeare On Shakespeare What needs my Shakespeare for his honour’d Bones, The labour of an age in pilèd Stones, Or that his hallow’d reliques should be hid Under a stary pointing Pyramid? Dear son...
View ArticleThe Bear and the Maiden Fair
A Song of Fire and Ice. A Storm of Swords. A bear there was, a bear, a bear! All black and brown, and covered with hair! The bear! The bear! Oh, come, they said, oh come to the fair! The fair? Said he,...
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