Reflections

When I have fears that I may cease to be  
Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain,  
Before high piled books, in charact'ry,  
Hold like rich garners the full-ripen'd grain;  
When I behold, upon the night's starr'd face,        
Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,  
And feel that I may never live to trace  
Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance;  
And when I feel, fair creature of an hour!  
That I shall never look upon thee more,   
Never have relish in the faery power  
Of unreflecting love;—then on the shore  
Of the wide world I stand alone, and think,  
Till Love and Fame to nothingness do sink.

John Keats

Studied and analyzed this poem during my lecture. Although the poem is kind of on the depressed, negative side as the person who wrote this poem knew that he was going to die of TB. One phrase lighted a light bulb in me. "Never have relish in the faery power Of unreflecting love"

Basically it meant that he had never enjoyed love because he knew that he was going to die young, love which is unreflecting. Love is not reflective and when one is in love, one doesnt think.

That was how we started, at least on my part, my thinking part of the brain shut down. Maybe that was why even up to now, certain parts were still a blur. All that I remembered was that it was all very sweet, although hazy.

Currently, my dear dear is studying hard for his examinations. Poor me cant disturb him as often as I like. Need to self-entertain myself until his exams are over. By then, its my time to be busy with assignments and also marking of exams.

Sidetrack a bit, he was such a dear and he got me a VERY early birthday present. Hee... Dont want to show the photo of the phone because I'm too lazy to upload the photos and I dont want to mess up this really nice post.

PS: I'm really lousy with password, and finally I managed to login and type out a post!