sábado, 29 de septiembre de 2012
I CAN'T HAVE YOU
If loving you is wrong
Then my heart knows not what is right
I cry myself to sleep
Every second of the night
What is there to do?
What is there to say?
I know I can't have you
But still I give my heart away
I’d walk a thousand miles
And cry a thousand tears
Just to know your love
Will be waiting for me
But what is there to feel?
When you don’t feel the same?
I know I can’t have you
But still I give my love away
You are my dream come true
I wished upon a star for you
But what am I to know?
If you really love me so
I know I can’t have you
But still I give myself away
viernes, 28 de septiembre de 2012
The value of a Patnership
Long ago the guinea fowls congregated coulourfully and innumerably;
And sang sweet songs and played in the savanah.
They sang for the antelope to dance and leap in the beutful grasslands.
The farmboys listened and danced too;
and their hearts were merry.
At nigth the grandfathers' folktales were interesting.
The wild dog barked;the nigthjar called a peacefull soothing never ending call;the clamourous hoot of the owl was heard.
BUT the conflagrations are come and sweep across the grasslands.
The axemen are merciless;and by the millions have trees fallen and are falling;
The poacher is ruthless;the beasts wild know not more peace.
The guinea folws will never sing again,for all the grain has been poisoned.
The times will never be better again.
And sang sweet songs and played in the savanah.
They sang for the antelope to dance and leap in the beutful grasslands.
The farmboys listened and danced too;
and their hearts were merry.
At nigth the grandfathers' folktales were interesting.
The wild dog barked;the nigthjar called a peacefull soothing never ending call;the clamourous hoot of the owl was heard.
BUT the conflagrations are come and sweep across the grasslands.
The axemen are merciless;and by the millions have trees fallen and are falling;
The poacher is ruthless;the beasts wild know not more peace.
The guinea folws will never sing again,for all the grain has been poisoned.
The times will never be better again.
martes, 25 de septiembre de 2012
Letter To A Friend
I could feel how loneliness kills
And I might be feeling the way it had been again
Just if I hadn’t met you and your sweet smile
You, a friend that God has let me
To have, to share, to keep, and to love
Being with you makes me believe in my long lost self
And your smile, a gift that reminds me
That tomorrow still remains
And miracle does exist
You make me feel a sweet togetherness
That heals the wound created by the loneliness
And let me see a new day that comes every day
But girl, I know one day we’ll have a farewell
And when the day comes
I believe I would be feeling the loneliness again
And I know it’s worse than before
Because I ever felt a sweet togetherness with you
But until the time comes,
I’ll be always keeping your smile in my mind
Cause I believe it would heal me
And be a new faith in my life
Even though we’re separated,
I’ll never forget each memory we have
Cause they will remain as ever as our friendship
domingo, 23 de septiembre de 2012
You may not be touched ...
You may not be touched by night, breeze or dawn glow,
but only by the earth, the virtue of the flowers,
the apples that grow hearing the pure water,
the soil and resins of your fragrant land.
From Quinchamalí where they created your eyes
to La Frontera where they made your feet for me,
you are the dark clay that I know well:
touching your hips I touch all the wheat again.
Perhaps you did not know, Arauca girl,
that when I forgot your kisses before I loved you
my heart still remembered your mouth,
and I staggered through the streets as though wounded
until I comprehended that I had found,
darling, my territory of kisses and volcanoes.
CANCION OTOÑAL
Hoy siento en el corazón
un vago temblor de estrellas,
pero mi senda se pierde
en el alma de la niebla.
La luz me troncha las alas
y el dolor de mi tristeza
va mojando los recuerdos
en la fuente de la idea.
Todas las rosas son blancas,
tan blancas como mi pena,
y no son las rosas blancas,
que ha nevado sobre ellas.
Antes tuvieron el iris.
También sobre el alma nieva.
La nieve del alma tiene
copos de besos y escenas
que se hundieron en la sombra
o en la luz del que las piensa.
La nieve cae de las rosas,
pero la del alma queda,
y la garra de los años
hace un sudario con ellas. ...
jueves, 20 de septiembre de 2012
miércoles, 19 de septiembre de 2012
Sen var ya sen !
Sen var ya sen !
Sen var ya sen !
İlmek ilmek işlediğim dantela gibisin,
Seni işlemek zor olsa da,
Karşımda senin seyrine doyum olmaz.
Sen var ya sen !
İnceden inceye o göz süzüşün,
Tatlı tatlı içten gülüşün,
İşte o an beni öldürürsün.
Sen var ya sen !
Öpüşün bir ömre bedel,
Edersin beni derbeder,
Çok özledim seni haydi bana gel.
*marmarali 19 Eylul 2012
martes, 18 de septiembre de 2012
Coition Bliss of Poetry
1. the bitching hour swell
2. the wild rose smell
3. fairy butterflies in haste
4. fairy butterflies copy & paste
a love wave ...
There will be 12 verses consisting of the basic 4 lines above:
e.g. 4213
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
^fairy butterflies copy & paste
a love wave
^the wild rose smell
^the bitching hour swell
^fairy butterflies in haste
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
lunes, 17 de septiembre de 2012
My Eyes are in Your Eyes
Do you always look so childlike?
Do they always have this fire burning deep inside?
There is something in your looks that calms me down;
As if I am at the shore of the calmest seas...
I am a sailboat now, at your harbor
I came from thunderstorms, resting in you.
I wish this tranquility, this silence never ends;
I wish these matchless moments with you last forever...
Never close your eyes, never let your light go away,
My day, my light, my silkworm!
My last flower alive in my fall garden!
I wish my tired heart never sees grief with you;
Don't separate your childlike eyes from my eyes,
Your pure, honest, secluded eyes ...
sábado, 15 de septiembre de 2012
HOW DO I LOVE THEE ?
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 everyday'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 thee with the 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.
viernes, 14 de septiembre de 2012
Tahir ile Zühre Meselesi / Nazım Hikmet Ran
The thing about Tahir and Zühre
There’s no shame in being Tahir, nor in being Zühre
there’s even no shame in dying for love,
it’s all in the ability of being Tahir and Zühre
meaning in having the heart.
For instance, dying fighting in a barricade,
dying on your way to discover the north pole,
dying trying on a serum in your veins,
would that be shameful?
There’s no shame in being Tahir, nor in being Zühre.
there is even no shame in dying for love.
You love the world at a full gallop,
yet the world would not notice
you wouldn’t want to leave the world
yet it will leave you
so just because you love the apple
must the apple love you back?
So if Zühre didn’t love Tahir any longer,
or did not love him at all,
what would Tahir lose of his Tahirness?
There’s no shame in being Tahir, nor in being Zühre
there’s even no shame in dying for LOVE...
miércoles, 12 de septiembre de 2012
THE SHIP SUNK IN LOVE
Should Love's heart rejoice unless I burn?
For my heart is Love's dwelling.
If You will burn Your house, burn it, Love!
Who will say, 'It's not allowed'?
Burn this house thoroughly!
The lover's house improves with fire.
From now on I will make burning my aim,
From now on I will make burning my aim,
for I am like the candle: burning only makes me brighter.
Abandon sleep tonight; traverse fro one night
the region of the sleepless.
Look upon these lovers who have become distraught
and like moths have died in union with the One Beloved.
Look upon this ship of God's creatures
and see how it is sunk in Love.
martes, 11 de septiembre de 2012
Özledim
Özledim
Yağmurları bekleyen kuru topraklar gibi,
Baharını bekleyen sevda çiçekleri gibi,
Seher vakti üzerlerine çığ yağmış yoncalar gibi,
Özledim, aşka davet eden gözlerini.
Sessizlikleri yırtıp gelen kahkahalarını, çığlıklarını,
Ruhundan ruhuma akıp gelen doyumsuz aşkını,
Gönlüme yerleşmiş efsane bakışlarını,
Özledim, içten gelen gamzeli gülüşlerini.
*marmarali 10 Eylul 2012
Always and Forever
Always and forever,
I just want you to know.
I will always be there for you,
Know matter how far you go.
You can travel by the sea,
You can travel in the air.
By camel across the desert,
I will always be there.
Your knowledge astounds me,
I'm desperate to learn.
Take me to your places,
This time its your turn.
I will support your dreams and wishes,
Help them to come true.
I would walk along broken glass,
Just to be with you.
You are the sun in the sky,
A fish in the sea,
A song bird singing,
A big part of me.
I want you to know that i love you,
You will forever be in my heart.
You bless my live with so much pleasure,
Without you I'd fall apart.
Author: Micayla Metcalf
domingo, 9 de septiembre de 2012
Hoşçakal
siyah beyaz tuşlarında piyanomun
seni çalıyorum şimdi
çaldıkça çoğalıyorsun odada
sen arttıkça ben kayboluyorum
seni doğuruyorum geceye
adını koyuyorum aya bakarak
her şey sen oluyor her yer sen
ben ölüyorum
sesini duyuyorum rüyalarımda
gözlerimi kamaştırıyor ışığın
rüzgar sen gibi dokunuyor bana
ben doğuyorum
duymak istediklerimi söylemiyorsun hiç
dokunmuyorsun bana
sen gibi bir şimşek çakıyor
tam kalbime düşüyor yıldırımı
ben gidiyorum ...
sábado, 8 de septiembre de 2012
SONNET XXI
Love, how often I loved you without seeing without remembering you-
not recognizing your glance, not knowing you, a gentian
in the wrong place, scorching in the hot noon,
but I loved only the smell of the wheat.
Or maybe I saw you, imagined you lifting a wineglass
in Angol, by the light of the summer's Moon;
or were you the waist of that guitar I strummed
in the shadows, the one that rang like an impetuous sea?
I loved you without knowing I did; I searched to remember you.
I broke into houses to steal your likeness,
though I already knew what you were like. And, suddenly,
when you were there with me I touched you, and my life
stopped: you stood before me, you took dominion like a queen:
like a wildfire in the forest, and the flame is your dominion.
SONNET XVII
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way
than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
miércoles, 5 de septiembre de 2012
Moon, We Look to You.
Moon, you have a shade of blue tonight -
Is it something that you saw or heard?
Only yesterday, your tone was proud and bright:
Yellow silver, full, and so assured.
Moon, despite the clarity of sky,
Metaphors of cloud that fluff with grey
Drift across your rounded face to spy;
Feeding back, there's awfully much to say.
Moon, you have a role to play up there,
We below must bear the earthly pain.
Duty bound, we shoulder sorrows fair -
You are free from our grotesque disdain.
Moon, we depend on you to shine
When the sun retires down below.
Add to that your grandest role divine:
Tidal Lord, to keep the seas in tow!
Moon, I hope you take to heart our plea -
Needless is the reason for your blue.
Beaming, you should give the night its glee:
We're despairing - so we look to you.
domingo, 2 de septiembre de 2012
I Want to Be with You
I couldn't comprehend how, but
We met
Out of nowhere.
Don't ask me why, there is no point
I just wanted to hug you.
I couldn't help myself, and I came to you.
I see now, it was you I have been looking for all my life
Is there anyone who won't open the door when it's love knocking...
It is hard to live alone, but it is even harder to wait
I suffered enough, come and stay with me.
Reason, determination, strength...
They just don't work when you are in love
I want to be with you.
I used to not believe in love
I used to laugh at other people
I used to say, one will create his own destiny
But words are vain when you are in love
My heart goes crazy whenever I see you
Reason, determination, strength...
They just don't work when you are in love
I want to be with you. ...
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