What’s the worst color that was ever invented?
And why do we need to deem something as inferior to make another one look superior? Well, you may argue that's how this world works, right? We reap contentment costing someone else their own joys, see someone garnering milk and honey making someone else poor, and so on and so forth. Back to the track, I consider no colour to be the worst, assuming each one possesses its own intrinsic value and radiates its own distinctive nuance to the palettes of nature. I remember my mother once said to me that there are two kinds of people based on how they perceive beauty. A profusely large number who search for everything in beauty in hopes of finding a home and a far smaller number who search for beauty in everything and find the home naturally. And little did I know, the latter will bring out the poet in me.
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If Only (Poem) by Shayan Das
[Artworks/Images: In Bed: The Kiss, Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec (1892) | Renoir (2012) | Romantic Lovers, Willem Haenraets]
Life seems meaningful only after we suffer.
Shayan Das
The best way to see Van Gogh's "Starry Night" is to stare at the center of the spiral for 20 seconds and then look at the painting.
I know she's my type of girl every time she tells me, "Don't love me for the beauty I have but for the beauty I create".
Shayan Das
Little did she know in the process of exploring me she would end up discovering more of herself.
Shayan Das
Neither she nor I could ever figure out whether poetry was an excuse to think more of her or she was an excuse to think more of poetry.
Shayan Das
We're all but traders trading days for the stars and nights for the sun.
Shayan Das
Valentine's Month Poetry Recommendations 💌
1. Classical (rhymed & metered poetry)
Bright Star by John Keats
To His Coy Mistress by Andrew Marvell
A Red, Red Rose by Robert Burns
Love's Philosophy by Percy Bysshe Shelley
How Do I Love Thee? by Elizabeth Browning
Amoretti LXXV by Edmund Spenser
When You Are Old by W.B. Yeats
I Loved You First by Christina Rossetti
I Am Not Yours by Sara Teasdale
To My Dear Husband by Anne Bradstreet
I Love You by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Air and Angels by John Donne
Love and Death by Lord Byron
Now Sleeps the Crimson Petal by Tennyson
2. Modernist/Contemporary (free & blank verses)
Love Sonnet XI by Pablo Naruda
Unending Love by Rabindranath Tagore
[i carry your heart with me] by e.e. cummings
Bird-Understander by Craig Arnold
Mad Girl's Love Song by Sylvia Plath
For Keeps by Joy Harjo
Always For the First Time by Andre Breton
Love After Love by Derek Walcott
Any Lit by Harryette Mullen
To Be In Love by Gwendolyn Brooks
Valentine by Carol Ann Duffy
Desire by Alice Walker
Romantics by Lisel Mueller
Come, And Be My Baby by Maya Angelou
3. Written by Me (personal selection)
Amore Immortale by Shayan Das
Flawed Perfection by Shayan Das
I Love Thee Not by Shayan Das
A Song of Love by Shayan Das
If Only by Shayan Das
End of Eternity by Shayan Das
For My Valentine by Shayan Das