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A Young Spirit You promised you would return I looked up to see and there you were A sweet young spirit the cosmos would yearn Yet here you came for one heart to stir. Worlds apart, yours only beginning Mine unraveling but then I hear your voice That tells my heart the hope you are bringing That our lives we live according to our choice. I know how this violates social convention I guess people will never understand To this spirit never paid much attention But, instead, only through its path our lives planned. I wish you a happy life and know it will be For being close I felt it running through my soul For out of the darkness you came to me And from one like you this happiness can only grow.

Life Without Love I know what life without love is A poor poet struggling for tools to find Never needed when I tasted your kiss Then inspiration would never leave me behind. I could compare you to a summer's day And show how you were more fair Now this world only gets in the way And Heaven's gain, for you are there. Yes, to our love these words could be a testament And, if read, give new life to you But when I close the page you are absent Mere lines to express my love will never do. Life without love is a person without a heart That must go through the day without feeling You took with you the greatest part That will only return when your smile am seeing.   George Manos  Author Updates   I have written poetry from childhood; it was a grade school teacher who first added a comment on one of my works with questions as to whether I was alluding to "Keats," "Shelley," 'Byron," or other such English artists. I, at that age, never heard of them, so I guess this style of writing follows a universal spirit and, at the same time, unique to me in this modern era. Now, at least when I write I not only know who these artists are (and the other poets I have studied, from classical to contemporary) but, in turn, are more than mere poetic allusions, they are my living, breathing guides in this luminous field.    Books By George Manos Kindle Edition $0.99 Kindle Edition $0.99 Kindle Edition $0.99 Kindle Edition $0.99 Kindle Edition $0.99 Next page  

Nothing Else Feel I love you, while something new here Only to present this in a new way The times change while you don’t appear So this is where my love will stay. I listen to the music and its rhyme plays While I try to find the lines to write To other artists nothing here strays As long as your beauty is in sight. I should be clear, past this express What I feel should be plain What in these lines could not undress Only thinly disguise my pain. I love you, only Heaven can prove Time does not all wounds heal There was only one here my heart move Beyond this, nothing else feel.

Love You See Why is the Rose so splendid and sweet Aren’t there other flowers her beauty rival? But there is only one other fit to meet To bear her sight no other liable. One is flying back to where she lives The other in her home now sleeps While sweet memories one gives The other my heart now keeps. But will the latter be the other flower That to another Rose must bow? I only know that I live in this hour And this love for her I only know. And soon that other flower will land And the earth below will be glad But the Rose I see more closely stand Love you see stronger than what you had.

Sonnet 344 (This World Move) The sun now shines but still not bright The day is warm but still, to me, feels cold The song bird’s notes do not on me alight So long as on this Earth your hand can’t hold. Though Roses bloom their radiance don’t see Their gardens full but, still, to me are bare The beauty only seen when you're with me And all else pales when, in your sight, compare. And life goes on but, yet, to me stands still All else may live but, now, my heart denied For all that made it real was through your will And that could only be when by your side.  And when the morning comes one thing will prove That only through your love can this world move.