#annabel
Ah! It was there, and a lifetime ago,
In that kingdom by the sea,
Our love was unfurled - our own little world,
And you called me Annabel Lee;
We lived and we loved and such passion we shared,
And I showered my love on thee.
We were but children with dreams of our life,
In that kingdom by the sea,
I was your princess and you were my prince,
And you called me Annabel Lee.
We planned our dominion and dreamed of our future -
A future for you and me.
But down came the wind with its icy embrace,
So cold and capriciously;
The clouds that were sent from the angels above,
Were born of their jealousy.
They envied our love and conspired to break
The bonds between you and me.
And so lies my body returning to dust;
The curse of mortality.
But death could not sever the bonds of our love -
United perpetually.
Our souls are a part of each others’, as one,
Just as the salt in the sea,
Or unceasing tide - my darling, my pride,
Will soon be returning to me.
I’ve watched as the decades have taken their toll,
Upon your longevity -
Upon your vitality -
You’ve never abandoned the love for your bride,
So true and so faithfully.
You’ve waited through time to renew our embrace,
So well and so patiently.
By the setting of sun, our two souls will be one,
My love, you’ll be coming to me;
And the dawning of night, will have us reunite,
My love, you’ll be coming to me;
Upon this night-tide, you will be by my side;
This moonlit night - my darling - my love and my pride,
In our sepulchre, there by the sounding sea -
Tonight! - together, blissfully.
Sep 23, 2025
Sep 23, 2025 at 1:01 PM UTC
Annabel wore white
as she laid under a Willow
She brought her brown basket
and a comfortable red pillow
She laid in the shade,
writing and reminiscing.
Bringing forth a smile
for the one she was missing.
Her days had been growing longer
and she knew wasn't fearless.
Sitting under their Willow
writing to her dearest
She wrote about his charm
She wrote about his smile
She wrote about his laugh
She wrote about his style
She wrote until the Sun turned off the day
She wrote from her heart and all it couldn't say
Annabel finally stood, picked up her basket and started walking home.
Leaving all her notes and poems, upon his gravestone.
Jan 17, 2016
Jan 17, 2016 at 1:35 PM UTC
Annabel Lee by Edgar Allan Poe
It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
Dec 22, 2014
Dec 22, 2014 at 10:32 PM UTC
*It was a long sad story,
form a long, a long years ago
an Angel came down from the haven,
there was a love light fallen on the horizon
and the Poet heard his first angelic song
The Poet made his commitment on her
He fallen into love and
after then,
the dispersion of light spreading
throughout the sky -
Angel taught him the moon’s beauty
and the Poet taught her the large sky,
after then they made a dream
that was more than a dream
The Poet lived within her moon
And the Angel played within his sky
It grew love more and more
between them the light,
only the divine light
That gravity attracted them more and more
After a long dispersion of light
one day Angel came down on the horizon
took the Poet,
and enfolded him with her arms,
wandering upon an ocean
The Poet kissed the Angel
and they lost within themselves
suddenly the Poet discovered themselves
beneath the ocean but the Angel could not
She was drowning,
drowning beneath the ocean
the Poet tried to rescue her
and picked up her on the horizon
Then so many angels came down on the horizon
blew her from the Poet’s sky
and the sky grew dark at once
But the Poet still sees her Angel again
When he recites the* Poe’s Annabel Lee
*In a very slow Autumn -
@ Musfiq us shaleheen*
Aug 31, 2014
Aug 31, 2014 at 3:36 AM UTC