All poems in English including sonnets, lyrical poems, narrative poems, and metrical experiments in various forms.
Poems
This volume consists of all poems in English including sonnets, lyrical poems, narrative poems, and metrical experiments in various forms. All such poems published by Sri Aurobindo during his lifetime are included here, as well as poems found among his manuscripts after his passing. Sri Aurobindo worked on these poems over the course of seven decades. The first one was published in 1883 when he was ten; a number of poems were written or revised more than sixty years later, in the late 1940s.
THEME/S
World's delight, spring's sweetness, music's charm Lie within my arm. Earth that is and heaven to come are here with me Mastered on my knee. Open thy red petals, shrinking rose, And thy heart disclose. Pant thy fragrance up to me, O my delight, All the perfumed night. Thou possessed and I possessing, earth Opened for our mirth. Flowers dropping on us from delighted trees, Revels of the breeze, All for me because I hold their Circe white, Queen of their delight. Wanton, thou shalt know at last a chain Golden to restrain. Not a minute of thee shall escape my kiss, Captive made to bliss, Not a wandering breath but love shall seize With his ecstasies, All thy body be a glorious happy lyre Played on by desire And thy soul shall be my absolute kingdom still To misrule at will. Wast thou hoping to escape at last? Nay, I held thee fast. Thou shalt know what love is, all his bliss and pain, Fondling and disdain. Jealousy and joy shall seize on thee by turns Till thy whole heart burns. I will learn now all that is to know In this golden show. I will gather all there are of sweets to take In this scented brake. All thy soul's reserves of honied shame
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Seized as by a flame Shall be mine and falter naked to the light And discovered quite. I will burn thee up as with a fire Of unquenched desire. I will ravage like a conqueror all thy soul And annex the whole. To escape from joys too fierce that burn Thou in vain shalt turn. Puissant Fate shall rescue not thy soul from mine Nor decree divine Nor shall Death release thy hunted heart from fear; I shall still be near.
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