Memories

Just the other day, me and Vaani(barney) were chatting and we realised we shared similar interests in poetry. Well, not many people know how much I love poetry or appreciate it for that matter. So, I decided to post one of my favourite poems here.

This is by 19th century poet, Elizabeth Barrett Browning. She is one of the greatest female English poets and this one comes from her collection of love Sonnets. Her poems emphasise greatly on petrarchan love, which is of course considered entremely melodramatic in this century. Yet, I still love her works as there is something really potent and magical about them.

I first read this peom about 4 years back..and it brings back bitter sweet memories.

Well, if you're one who doesn't fancy poetry, you should still read this. Read every line carefully, and comprehend the meaning behind each line, reminiscing the last time you felt love..


How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death..