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Annabel Lee

(Edgar Allan Poe)

It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me-
Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.

I’ve read few of Poe’s, and like usual he always gave me the creeps (in a good way). His works were beautiful yet heavy with sadness. Before today I had never caught with this particular poem. This morning when I was reading one of Kristen Ashley books (my favorite author), Golden Trail, this wonderful poetry was mentioned. I’ve heard about Annabel Lee, but somehow I haven’t read it (I wonder why…).  This poetry was described beautifully in the story, and with only few words I fall in love. Yes, in those novel the author didn’t put entire length, just few words, but oh my god, Ashley the queen of the story of love  always knew what the reader need. Ashley put this wonderful words : But we loved with a love that was more than love-I and my Annabel Lee. 

A simplicity of severe meanings

Again Poe amaze me. It was poignant. I could felt the love, shrouded by layers of grieve.

Holding Out For A Hero

I found this song from Kristen Ashley’s book : Breathe.  The book was amazingly good, wonderfully sweet and absolutely romantic. A love story between Chace Keaton, a cop in Colorado, a hero with worlds burden in his shouder, and Faye Goodknight, the shy and quiet local librarian who has loved Chace for thirteen long years. This is Faye’s song.

I need a hero; I’m holding out for a hero till the end of the night. He’s gotta be strong, he’s gotta be fast, and he’s got to be fresh from the fight. I need a hero, I’m holding out for a hero till the morning light, he’s gotta be sure, and its gotta be soon, and he’s gotta be larger than life.

Me and You

This is me

This is you

This is us

Not me

Not you

But us

Together as one

Forever, as long as we both shall live 

(c)MyLunar.130712

 

It’s You, Always

Years

I know you for

An acquainted  

only from

Friend

we growing to

Lover

in the end we are

(c) MyLunar.280512

 

At first I didn’t knew who is Colbie Calliat when I saw her CD in music store. But because her cover CD picked my interest I decide to bought it. I was glad. Now, her CD is my loyal companion. Let’s sing and dance fellas!!!


    Stop me on the corner
    I swear you hit me like a vision
    I, I, I wasn’t expecting
    But who am I to tell fate where it’s supposed to go with it
    Don’t you blink you might miss it
    See we got a right to just love it or leave it
    You find it and keep it
    Cause it ain’t every day you get the chance to say

    Oh, this is how it starts, lightning strikes the heart
    It goes off like a gun, brighter than the sun
    Oh, we could be the stars, falling from the sky
    Shining how we want, brighter than the sun

    I’ve never seen it, I found this love, I’m gonna feed it
    You better believe, I’m gonna treat it better than anything I’ve ever had
    Cause you’re so damn beautiful
    Read it, it’s signed and delivered let’s seal it
    Boy we go together like peanuts and paydays and Marley and reggae
    And everybody needs to get a chance to say

    Everything is like a white out, cause we shika-shika a shine down
    Even when the, when the light’s out but I can see you glow
    Got my head up in the rafters, got me happy ever after
    Never felt this way before, ain’t felt this way before

    I swear you hit me like a vision
    I, I, I wasn’t expecting
    But who am I to tell fate where it’s supposed to go?

My Anguish Hero

Dark Lover, first time I saw you
I may cringe with your coldness
But even as ruthless as you are, still fascinated

Lover Eternal, next rendezvous with you
I startled in those split second you slipped your mask
Cruel and viscous yet there’s tenderness hidden, stupefied I was

Lover Awakened, when your story has been told
I loath over the torment and torture
Misty-eyed I cried until the last, captivated I become

And I dedicate my gratitude, dear Bella
For being the light when darkness come

Hello everyone! It’s been a long time since my last post. Well, I get brain hibernated here, LOL. This poetry base on Lover Awakened , the third installment of Black Dagger Brotherhood by JR Ward, one of my fave book. It’s a paranormal romance story (yeah, vampire guys!), which quite popular. This is about the main character of the book, Zsadist, a former blood sex slave vampire. He is tormented character, feared by enemies and friends, with anger as his loyal companion. This book is love story about Zsadist and Bella. The tortured hero with her exquisite heroine. Enjoy Fellas!

For My Dear Sister

There are 28 candles on the cakes
Manifest 28 years has passed by
Since the day you were born

There are 28 candles on the cakes
Portray 28 years of your existence
An amazing and wonderful life

There are 28 candles on the cakes
Represent 28 years of your time in the earth
For I hope it will continue on

There are 28 candles on the cakes
And may each candle you blow
brings you more happy moments
And may each happy moment you make
be appreciated like beautiful melodies

Happy b’day dear sister

(c)MyLunar.070911
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