Some English Poems

[Sahar]

CREATION
I fashioned you:
Composed you between darkness and dawn.

You are my best-made poem
The one I labored longest over.

What does one do with a poem?
One gives it to the world.

Go, darling, delight others
As you have delighted me.

Bring your fragrant freshness
To lover and lover.

In their loins sow madness and fever
That my fame may endure forever.

Irving Layton

[Superman]

nice sahar jaan.. English anthology is straight forward and easy to understand.. our anthology is really complicated and hard to understand..

[jawid-jan]

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometimes too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometimes declines
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possessioni of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time tou grow'st:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee.
(1609)

[jawid-jan]

? 8









U 6

[ME-Crazy]

We Real cool

The pool players
Seven at the Golden Shovel

We real cool. WE
left school. WE
Lurk late. We
Strike Straight. We
sing sin. We
Thin grin. We
Jazz June. We
Die soon.

[jawid-jan]

I am amazed at the seeker of purity
who when it's time to be polished
complains of rough handling.
Love is like a lawsuit:
to suffer harsh treatment is the evidence;
when you have no evidence, the lawsuit is lost.
Don't grieve when the Judge demands your evidence;
kiss the snake so that you may gain the treasure.
That harshness isn't toward you, O son,
but toward the harmful qualities within you.
When someone beats a rug,
the blows are not against the rug,
but against the dust in it.

[Vida]

wooooooow really nice poems i love them allllll

here is a poem which is cool i dont know if u all will think the same way but oh well dega i like this,,,,,


Never Have I Fallen

Your lips speak soft sweetness
Your touch a cool caress
I am lost in your magic
My heart beats within your chest

I think of you each morning
And dream of you each night
I think of your arms being around me
And cannot express my delight

Never have I fallen
But I am quickly on my way
You hold a heart in your hands
That has never before been given away

[DUKHTARAKI_QAND]

Love iz the festival of Hearts...So why iz anybody alone????

[Amisha]

Originally posted by DUKHTARAKI_QAND
Love Iz the festival of love...So why is anybody alone???

umm good question.. :wacko:

[DUKHTARAKI_QAND]

I love you....You love me

We love eachother ....And we will be together forever forever :)

[DUKHTARAKI_QAND]

Originally posted by DUKHTARAKI_QAND
I love you....You love me

We love eachother ....And we will be together forever forever :)

[Jasmine]

My true-love hath my heart and I have his,

By just exchange one for the other given;

I hold his dear and mine he cannot miss;

There never was a better bargain driven.

My true-love hath my heart and I have his,

[ME-Crazy]

I'm Nobody-Who are you?

I'm Nobody! Who are you?
Are you-Nobody-too?
Then there's a pair of us!
Don't tell! they'd advertise us--You know!
How dreary-to be-Somebody
How public!-Like a Frog-
To tell one's name-livelong June-
To an admiring Bog!

Emily D.

[DUKHTARAKI_QAND]

Love in my heart



I wrote your name in the pages of my soul
And I sailed away on the images of our dreams
You gave to me a kiss of love and endless peace
There I sat in the meadow whispering your name
Glancing at the heavens I yearned for your soul
Hold my hand in yours in this field of eternity
Forever is but a moment I shall love you
These are the dreams of the love in my heart.

[jawid-jan]

If thou must love me, let it be for nought
Except for love's sake only. Do not say
'I love her for her smile--her look--her way
Of speaking gently,--for a trick of thought
That falls in well with mine, and certes brought
A sense of pleasant ease on such a day
For these things in themselves, Beloved, may
Be changed, or change for thee,--and love, so wrought,
May be unwrought so. Neither love me for
Thine own dear pity's wiping my cheeks dry,
A creature might forget to weep, who bore
Thy comfort long, and lose thy love, thereby!
But love me for love's sake, that evermore
Thou mayst love on, through love's eternity

[DUKHTARAKI_QAND]

I felt myself begin to cry today, I do that sometimes you know.
One minute I'm enjoying myself, and the next, my tears let go.
I know I'm not quite over you, but I'm doing alright it seems.
It still hurts in the mornings, when you've visited my dreams.
They seem so real sometimes, and I almost forget you're gone.
It's funny you're still are a part of me after being away so long.
I cannot quite remember the last time I've seen your face,
but it's become the hardest image I've been trying to erase.
I know I'm better off, with you, a love lost in the past.
Still it's hard convincing my heart, why this one couldn't last.
We've been through times together, I guess more bad than good.
And I realize now it wasn't my fault, I did all that I could.
You know I could never hate you, we were friends before we fell.
And the secrets we shared together, I will never tell.
Still I will never hold you, or be your life again.
There's still a chance I might hear your voice,
so I will wait till then.

[ME-Crazy]

This is one of the coolest songs i know..By Nine Inch Nails.




"Hurt"

I hurt myself today
to see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
the only thing that's real
the needle tears a hole
the old familiar sting
try to kill it all away
but I remember everything

what have I become?
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end
you could have it all
my empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of ****
upon my liar's chair
full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
beneath the stains of time
the feeling disappear
you are someone else
I am still right here

what have I become?
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end

you could have it all
my empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
if I could start again
a million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way

[Saeed]

tom (sunday) is a rememberance of a day in WW2 when a battle started to pave way for the end of that horrible war... some say to teach us freedom, it did for western nations, sadly our people still suffer, and lost equivalent number of lives of a wide spectrum ranging from unborn infants to innocent elderly seniors due to the stupidity of our own people...

however:

"WINGS OF THUNDER".

They rode the wind on "Wings of Thunder",
with targets asigned, sent to tear asunder.

In our 'Time of Need' they answered the call,
giving their youth and many their all!

Riding the wind over land and sea,
setting aside thoughts of what might be.

Borne aloft on their thundering wings,
parted from home and their cherished things.

Delivering cargoes of deadly intent,
to leave their enemy battered and bent.

Braving the Fighters, Shells and Flak,
knowing that many might never come back.

Flung high on fate in that fearsome hell,
torn from flight, many tumbled and fell.

The lucky few saved by their silken threads,
sent to ponder their war in prison camp beds.

They carried their missions time and again,
facing the fears and taking the strain.

In thousands they thundered the air in flight,
the extent of their losses bring tears to the sight.

They gave all with honour seeking no praise,
now we look back in awe with humbled gaze.

No Campaign Medal was cast for these men,
but we must never forget their sacrifice then.

In Bomber Command, the bold and the brave,
with our Nations hopes to serve and save.

Forging a freedom for us all to live under,
they rode the wind on their "Wings of Thunder".

********

Dedicated to the Valiant Aircrews of
RAF BOMBER COMMAND 1939-45,
particularly the 55,573 who made the ultimate sacrifice.
Michael Anthony Roy Skeet, 2004.

[Sahar]

Butterfly on Rock

The large yellow wings, black-fringed,
were motionless

They say the soul of a dead person
will settle like that on the still face

But I thought: the rock has borne this;
this butterfly is the rock's grace,
its most obstinate and secret desire
to be a thing alive made manifest

Forgot were the two shattered porcupines
I had seen die in the bleak forest.
Pain is unreal; death an illusion:
There is no death in all the land,
I heard my voice cry;
And brought my hand down on the butterfly
And felt the rock move beneath my hand.

--Irving Layton

[Saeed]

Meditations of a Mariner

A-watchin' how the sea behaves
For hours and hours I sit;
And I know the sea is full o' waves —
I've often noticed it.

For on the deck each starry night
The wild waves and the tame
I counts and knows 'em all by sight
And some of 'em by name.

And then I thinks a cove like me
Ain't got no right to roam;
For I'm homesick when I puts to sea
And seasick when I'm home.

- Wallace Irwin

[matin]

Like shadows the pine and cypress would walk
if you came to the orchard standing straight through the heart

Should I be proud to have loved when now I am breaking
these tears are the remnants of a loving heart

If commanded by those hypnotic eyes
even the mirror will parrot the words

All the secrets of my heart have caught fire
a flame always burning until it is spoken

You should hold as the tempered steel of Ghalib
any verse that falls like fire to the page

[ME-Crazy]

Fire And Ice

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice
I think I know enough hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great.
And would suffice.

Robert Frost

[Yasamine]

Life

Life is an opportunity , benefit from it.
Life is beauty, admire it.
Life is bliss, taste it.
Life is a dream, realize it.
Life is a challenge, meet it.
Life is a duty, complete it.
Life is a game, play it.
Life is a promise, fullfill it.
Life is a sorrow, overcome it .
Life is a song, sing it.
Life is a struggle, accept it.
Life is a tragedy, confront it.
Life is an adventure, dare it.
Life is luck, make it.
Life is too precious, do not destroy it.
Life is life, fight for it.

[matin]

That God forbid that made me first your slave
I should in thought control your times of pleasure,
Or at your hand the account of hours to crave
Being your vassal, bound to await your leisure!
O, let me suffer, being at your beck,
The imprisoned absence of your liberty,
And patience tame to sufferance, bide each check,
Without accusing you of injury.
Be where you please, your charter is so strong
That you yourself may authorize your time
To what you will: to you it doth belong
Yourself to pardon of self-doing crime.

Iam to wait, though waiting so be hell,
Not blame your pleasure, be it ill or well.

[Saeed]

Better Tomorrow
by Amy M. Jones

She can feel the pain
and also the sorrow.
She doesn't want to go on.
So she prays for a better tomorrow.

It's hard for her to cope.
She'd like to runaway.
In her heart she knows
that she can't stay.

You can see the sadness
deep within her eyes.
She would like to stop the madness,
but instead, she just cries.

She prays for strength to move ahead.
To survive another day.
She pleads for the courage to be brave
so she can simply walk away.

:cry: :( :cry:

[Saeed]

The Ambulance Down In The Valley
by Vanessa

The sky turned gray as I stood on the hill
The smell of violence and the smell of kill
The sound of horror and terrified screaming
It is the only place the sun’s not beaming
A place of swings where no children will play
For I stand by the graveyard to where they most lay
I see drunks lay all over the alley
And the ambulance is down in the valley

Poor children living a life of violence
With horrifying homes filled with silence
Violent blood shattered on the street
And a child who lay there that has been beat
In fear of their parents I hear children crying
Living in a valley that is somehow dying
I see the blood on the walls in the alley
And the ambulance is down in the valley

The sun won’t shine in a place of horror
The children cry and the parents beat more
Living in a family with a father who's a drunk
And a mother who smokes dope and a lot of junk
The hospital is full of children bruised
And many are still home being abused
I see shadows of death in the alley
And the ambulance is down in the valley

The graveyard is full and there will be many more
If the abused do not stop in this horror
Rain pours down from all the tears
That God sheds for people’s fears
Defenseless children can not play
For in their abusive homes is where they must stay
I see a place of horror and a lonely alley
And the ambulance is down in the valley

I see a cry for help throughout the place
And fear from a child’s terrified face
At nighttime the moon is gray
Like a horror movie I saw one day
A poor child who doesn’t own a toy
Because the parents won’t buy for the little boy
I still see loneliness in that alley
And the ambulance is down in the valley

Careless children, fresh as sin
And some have forgotten how to grin
Children suffer, deliberately burned and bruised
From poor parents who themselves were abused
And violent anger on their mind
Makes them beat on any child they can find
A pool of blood lay in the alley
And the ambulance is down in the valley

The abuse is increasing day by day
The valley full of pain and the sky still gray
A little child in a corner is what I find
And visions of the abuse still haunts her mind
Seventy percent of children are abused every day
The parents get upset and the children pay
Horrified children and a lonely alley
And the ambulance is down in the valley

In the 1960’s abuse was first identified
And since then many children has died
Blood in the valley and a child in pain
Somehow this world has gone insane
Nobody will help or try to prevent the abuse
No one deserves this; there is no excuse
In the village by the alley
The ambulance is down in the valley

The pain and suffering have gotten out of hand
The poor children can not even stand
Some in wheel chairs and some in a cast
And some just trying to forget about the past
Some do not know how love would feel
Some scarred for life that will never heal
Screaming, yelling, the sight of the alley
And the ambulance is down in the valley

One story that is so sad
Is when a stepmother got so mad
The children could not tie their laces
And fear poured out from their terrified faces
She beat them till the blood ran free
I am just glad this never happened to me
The children and their visions of the alley
The ambulance is down in the valley

Think of all the problems the world must face
So please stop the abuse in this horrible place
Poor children who may never see
What a wonderful place this could be
What I am trying to say is think of their pain
Do not think of your problems and complain
Unless you have visions of the alley
Because the Ambulance is still down in the valley

:( :cry: :(

[Saeed]

Talk to a 3-year-old, and learn the real meaning of hurt. But listen closely, for this voice will haunt your nights for a very long time.

But Only Three
by Boop

My name is Misti-
I'm but only three.
My eyes are swollen shut,
I cannot see.

I will always remember,
the lessons I have learned,
Now I have bruises, and
from all the cigarette burns-
My name is Misti, and
I'm but only three.

Shhh....now...
I hear a car...
It's my dad-
drunk again-
coming home from Charlie's Bar.
My name is Misti, and
I'm but only three.

I hear the door-
my name is called,
I pray to God for the pain to stop,
As I squeeze myself,
up against the wall.
My name is Misti, and
I'm but only three.

Tonight God answered my prayer.
He made the pain go away.
My name is Misti, and
I'm But only Three-

Tonight my father murdered me!

[matin]

If you and I with God conspire
To fix this sorry scheme of things entire
Would we not break it to bits
And remold it closer to our hearts desire!

Fitzgerald

[ME-Crazy]

What Are Years?

What is our innocence,
What is our guilt? All are
naked, none is safe. And whence,
is courage: the unanswered question,
the resolute doubt-
dumbly calling, deafly listening-that
in misfortune, even death,
encourages others
and in its defeat, stirs
the soul to be strong? He
sees deep and is glad, who
accedes to mortality
and in his imprisonment rises
upon himself as
the sea in the chasm, struggling to be
free and unable to be,
in its surrendering
finds its continuing.
So he who strongly feels,
behaves. The very bird,
grown taller as he sings, steels
his form straight up. Though he is captive,
his mighty singing
says, satisfaction is a lowly
thing, how pure a thing is joy.
This is mortality,
This is eternity.

[ME-Crazy]

Request

I know another person's thought
and who I am, I know that not.
My vision is too close to me-
I am not what I saw and see.
I'd use myself more perfectly
if I could move away from me.
Yet not so distant as my foe!
My closest friend's too far off, no-

[ME-Crazy]

One of the best songs!
The Man Who Sold the World


We passed upon the stairs,
We spoke of was and when
Although I wasn’t there
He said I was his friend
Which came as a surprise
I spoke into his eyes -- I thought you died alone
A long long time ago

Oh no, not me,
We never lost control,
You’re face to face,
With the man who sold the world

I laughed and shook his hand,
I made my way back home,
I searched for form and land,
Years and years I roamed,
I gazed a gazely stare,
We walked a million hills -- I must have died alone,
A long long time ago.

Who knows, not me,
I never lost control,
You’re face, to face,
With the man who sold the world.

[Emad]

Soul of my soul,
Without You I have no work to do.
If You are absent from Paradise,
I don't need to go there.
If I look, all I see is You.
If I speak, I speak of You.
There is no better prey
than You whom I secretly watch.
Because I forgot myself,
because I went to You,
in any conversation, in every state,
I haven't got a moment's rest.
You can kill me seventy times,
and like St. George, I'll resurrect,
and crawl back unashamed.
Show Your face to Yunus.
He loves You and has no other

[DUKHTARAKI_QAND]

Love is wonderful
Love is great
I wish love was served on a silver plate

Love is hard
Love is work
Love is one of life's little perks

Love is feeling a sense of security
Love comes with maturity

Love hurts
Love can break
But love can never be fake

Love is built strong
Love lasts so long

:)

[jawid-jan]

My heart is so small
it's almost invisible.
How can You place
such big sorrows in it?
"Look," She answered,
"your eyes are even smaller,
yet they behold the world."

[DUKHTARAKI_QAND]

nice 1 Jawid:)


I want to cry every night,
because I miss the way we fight.
I pray for you every night,
because I miss you not being in my sight
I miss the sound of your voice,
that I am sick and tired of all this noise
i miss the way you smell, oh that smell

[Emad]

In the early morning hour,
just before dawn, lover and beloved wake
and take a drink of water.
She ask, "Do you love me or yourself more?
Really, tell the absolute truth."
He says, "There’s nothing left of me.
I’m like a ruby held up to the sunrise.
Is it still a stone, or a world
made of redness? It has no resistance
to sunlight."

[DUKHTARAKI_QAND]

..

[Emad]

I am a fatherless pearl unrecognised by the sea.
I am the drop that contains the ocean.
Its waves are amazing. It's beautiful to be a sea
hidden within an infinity drop.
When Majnun spoke Layla's name,
he broke the meter of his poem.
I was both Layla and Majnun who adored her.
Mansur
did not speak idly of Unity.
He was not kidding when he said, "I am Truth." (An al-haq)
In this world of many,
You are Joseph and I am Jacob.
In the universe of Unity,
there is neither Joseph nor Canaan.

[sweet_girl]

Originally posted by DUKHTARAKI_QAND
Love is wonderful
Love is great
I wish love was served on a silver plate

Love is hard
Love is work
Love is one of life's little perks

Love is feeling a sense of security
Love comes with maturity

Love hurts
Love can break
But love can never be fake

Love is built strong
Love lasts so long

:)


wa wa D_Q jan i like it so much i wish i was tth one u loving.lolz

[jawid-jan]

"Keep Moving"

Do you hear what the violin
says about longing?

The same as the stick, "I was once
a green branch in the wind."

We are all far from home.
Language is our caravan bell.

Don't stop anywhere.
The moment you're attracted to a place,
you grow bored with it.

Think of the big moves you've already made,
from a single cell to a human being!

Stay light-footed, and keep moving.
Turkish, Arabic, Greek, any tongue
is a wind that was formerly water.

As a breeze carries the ocean inside it,
so underneath every sentence is,
"Come back to the source."

A moth doesn't avoid flame.
The king lives in the city.

Why should I keep company with an owl
out here in the empty buildings?

If your donkey acts crazy and won't work,
apply the bullwhip to his head.
He'll understand.

Don't try to love him
back to his senses. Whack him!


"Say I am You"

[Roya]

Originally posted by jawid-jan
My heart is so small
it's almost invisible.
How can You place
such big sorrows in it?
"Look," She answered,
"your eyes are even smaller,
yet they behold the world."


wowww, cheqa khoob ....i love it, thanks for sharing Jawid jan

[ME-Crazy]

Wanted to post the lyrics of a sweet song :)
No Rain
~

All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
I like watchin' the puddles gather rain
And all I can do is just pour some tea for two
and speak my point of view
But it's not sane, It's not sane

I just want some one to say to me
I'll always be there when you wake
Ya know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today
So stay with me and I'll have it made

And I don't understand why I sleep all day
And I start to complain that there's no rain
And all I can do is read a book to stay awake
And it rips my life away, but it's a great escape
escape...escape...escape...
All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
ya don't like my point of view
ya think I'm insane
Its not sane...it's not sane.
~

[jawid-jan]

Originally posted by Roya
wowww, cheqa khoob ....i love it, thanks for sharing Jawid jan

Salam and u come come Vida jaan, chitor hastind? Aarizo mikonom ki khosh bashind.

from Rumi

i'm not going to leave
this house and set out
on a journey any more
i've everything right here

in every corner
a garden of memories
devoid of darkness
devoid of fear

the news of my journey
spreading in this town
is but a rumor of envy
sent around by the enemy

how can i think
of going very far
how can i walk headless
how can i go with no soul

how can i ever find
anywhere in this world
a more beautiful face
a more desired beloved

even the moon
is seeking for this love
to see its reflection
to find its adornment

if i ever talk about
going to travel
or leaving this town
break my teeth with no qualms

i've lost my feet
going to the sea of love
but like a boat
i need no feet to crawl

and even if you
throw me out of your door
i'll come back
through the roof hole

because of your love
i'll be dancing and floating
in this air as a speck of dust
to finally settle into your house

[Sahar]

" I love You with two loves-a selfish love
And a Love that You are worthy of.
As for the selfish love, it is that I think of You,
To the exclusion of everything else.
And as for the Love that You are worthy of,
Ah! That I no longer see any creature, but I see only You!
There is no praise for me in either of these loves,
But the praise in both is for You."

[pure_angel]

nooooooooo.......... i think this one is the coolest :D
A charm invests a face
A charm invests a face
Imperfectly beheld.
The lady dare not lift her veil
For fear it be dispelled.

But peers beyond her mesh,
And wishes, and denies,
Lest interview annul a want
That image satisfies.

[pure_angel]

even this one :hip:

BEAUTY

Have seen dawn and sunset on moors and windy hills
Coming in solemn beauty like slow old tunes of Spain:
I have seen the lady April bringing in the daffodils,
Bringing the springing grass and the soft warm April rain.

I have heard the song of the blossoms and the old chant of the sea,
And seen strange lands from under the arched white sails of ships;
But the loveliest things of beauty God ever has showed to me
Are her voice, and her hair, and eyes, and the dear red curve of her lips. ;)

John Masefield

[DUKHTARAKI_QAND]

when i cry i see u in my tears
but i clean my tears therefor no one can see you

[pure_angel]

A Wonderful Sting
David P Leverett

This feeling is like a wonderful sting.
I want this feeling to hold me captive.
I wouldn't give this up, not even for all four seasons to be spring.
It doesn't need to be masked as attractive,
This unstable beautiful pain is mine, its what I want, what I need!
My happiness continually gains,
This is great. Something this good cannot be greed!
I'm glad to leave them, I found a better lain.
This I intend to keep.
No one else can have it, its mine!
Its mine when I'm awake, its mine when I'm asleep!
What's going on. This feeling is no longer a straight line.
I'm trapped in this bind, I no longer feel fine,
and now, I'm alone without a sign.

[DUKHTARAKI_QAND]

nice 1 pure_angel

http://www.nmab2000.com/english_poems/images/love4.jpg

[pure_angel]

i know that lolz

urs was nice too very beautifull sight :D

[DUKHTARAKI_QAND]

thnx pure_angel:)



LOVE IS THE FESTIVAL OF HEARTS....SO WHY IS ANYBODY ALONE????

[shadow_lifter]

What is love but a feeling?
A chemistry in the brain,
a pain without healing.

wat captivates our mind
entrancing those too near
and forever blinding those without fear?

[Sepehr]

Every night when I get down to pray,
I thank God for you baby because you brighten up my day!
I’d give the world away just to be with you,
now that I’ve found you, there’s nothing I wouldn’t do.
I’d sacrifice it all just to be with you.
You’ve turned my life around,
when you’re with me its impossible for me to frown.
I will cherish every moment spent in your presence,
because you’re my perfect angel God sent to me from heaven :)

AFN

[DUKHTARAKI_QAND]

My love is like an ocean
it goes down so deep
My love is like a rose
whose beauty you want to keep
My love is like a river
that will never end
My love is like a dove
with a beautifull messege to end
My love is like a song
that goes on and on forever
My love is like prisoner
its to you that i surrender

[afghani_fikr]

salaam ba hama



What does the wheat know of the bread
For the bread is far ahead.
It once was wheat and then flour,
The rising dough but for an hour,
Baked by the heat of the fire
Purged its dross, ascended higher;
Now the bread knows its fate
To be consumed not too late.

If the bread, wheat inspire
The wheat will stay in its quagmire.
For the bread is far ahead
What does the wheat know of the bread?

[afghani_fikr]

Every venture one's life may replete
Mathnavi's purpose is the Great Defeat.
Set afire, burning with cleansing heat,
On the anvil, egos ply and beat.
This book, if you open, read, entreat
Your life, a mendicant's, in the street.

[pure_angel]

thanx dukhtarak_ghand :)

Love is Like Magic

Love is like magic
and it always will be,
For love still remains
life's sweet mystery.

Love works in ways
that are wondrous and strange
And there's nothing in life
that love cannot change!

Love can transform
the most commonplace
Into beauty and splendor
and sweetness and grace.

SH

[Nainawaaz]

English Poems are so weak.

[Vida]

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My luve's like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June;
My luve's like the melodie
That's sweetly play'd in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonie lass,
So deep in luve am I,
And I will luve thee still, my Dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry

Till a' the seas gang dry, my Dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun:
I will luve thee still, my Dear,
While the sands o' life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only Luve,
And fare thee weel a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' it were ten thousand mile!



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[ME-Crazy]

Originally posted by Nainawaaz
English Poems are so weak.
ahem..I am sure the English speaking folks would say the same.;)


"I hear you saying that liberation is possible
and that Socratic wisdom
is identical with your guru's.

No, Raja, I must start from what I am.
I am those monsters which visit my dreams
and reveal to me my hidden essence.

If I am sick, there is no proof whatsoever
that man is a healthy creature."

[Sepehr]

One day I wrote her name upon the strand,
But came the waves and washed it away:
Again I wrote it with a second hand,
But came the tide, and made my pains his prey.
Vain man, said she, that dost in vain assay
A mortal thing so to immortalize!
For I myself shall like to this decay,
And eek my name be wiped out likewise.
Not so (quoth I), let baser things devise
To die in dust, but you shall live by fame:
My verse your virtues rare shall eternize,
And in the heavens write your glorious name;
Where, whenas death shall all the world subdue,
Our love shall live, and later life renew.

AFN

[Vida]

HOW SKY HOLDS THE SUN


sunshine
shifting
the earth;
in your eyes
candles flickering

sudden fog
hiding the ocean
we see each other
in a new,
pale light

rainbows
come
rainbows
go
you, my treasure, remain

alone together
we listen to the wind
blowing souls
of our past dreams
against the windowpane

narrow mountain road
at each corner you tense,
stare straight ahead,
until, at the top, we stop
to see the world at our feet

[Sepehr]

CHILD OF THE GRASS

Child of the grass
The years pass Above us
Shadows of air All these shall Love us
Winds for our fellows
The browns and the yellows
Of autumn our colors
Now at our life's morn. Be we well sworn
Ne'er to grow older
Our spirits be bolder At meeting
Than e'er before All the old lore
Of the forests & woodways
Shall aid us: Keep we the bond & seal
Ne'er shall we feel
Aught of sorrow
Let light flow about thee
Asa cloak of air

AFN

[Nainawaaz]

Originally posted by ME-Crazy
ahem..I am sure the English speaking folks would say the same.;)

I doubt it......I like to compare any poem of Hafiz or anyone else to any english poet....not even close.


"I hear you saying that liberation is possible
and that Socratic wisdom
is identical with your guru's.

No, Raja, I must start from what I am.
I am those monsters which visit my dreams
and reveal to me my hidden essence.

If I am sick, there is no proof whatsoever
that man is a healthy creature."

[jawid-jan]

I Release Your Wings


Don't enter
The cage of my heart
As a tame bird
Be free ..free..free
Fly high ..high ..high
Because
This is only how
I can
Adore you