Friday, 31 July 2015
Persian Poetry and Poets at FarsiNet, شعر فارسی و شاعران ايران, Farsi Poetry by Iranian Poets, Famous Persian Poets like Saadi, Ferdowsi, Hafiz, Mowlavi, Khayyam, Rudaki, Shams Tabrizi, Baba Tahir Oryan, Freydoun Moshiri, Aboo Saeed, Hafez, Malekol Shoara, Molavi. Modern Iranian Poetry by Ahmad Shamlou, Parvin Etesami, Bijdan Assadipour, and Bozorgmehr Vaziri. Persian Poetic Art and 2500 Years of Persian Poetry from Iran for Farsi people - StumbleUpon
Persian Poetry and Poets at FarsiNet, شعر فارسی و شاعران ايران, Farsi Poetry by Iranian Poets, Famous Persian Poets like Saadi, Ferdowsi, Hafiz, Mowlavi, Khayyam, Rudaki, Shams Tabrizi, Baba Tahir Oryan, Freydoun Moshiri, Aboo Saeed, Hafez, Malekol Shoara, Molavi. Modern Iranian Poetry by Ahmad Shamlou, Parvin Etesami, Bijdan Assadipour, and Bozorgmehr Vaziri. Persian Poetic Art and 2500 Years of Persian Poetry from Iran for Farsi people - StumbleUpon
Wednesday, 29 July 2015
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Saturday, 25 July 2015
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Wednesday, 22 July 2015
Jose Vemmeli
Jose VemmeliThe Night traveller
-------------jose vemmeli
it's night
here goes the vagrant
betrayed by his parents
estranged from his friends
he cares not for the solace of ancient grace
he craves not the tracks of future race
here goes the vagrant
it's night
here goes the vagrant
betrayed by his parents
estranged from his friends
he cares not for the solace of ancient grace
he craves not the tracks of future race
here goes the vagrant
it's night
the dreambridge he built
with the surplus value of dismal days
goes down into the dark void
the green leaves drop down
from his tearful eyes
in the fathomless space-time circle
his shaky shapeless pace
with the surplus value of dismal days
goes down into the dark void
the green leaves drop down
from his tearful eyes
in the fathomless space-time circle
his shaky shapeless pace
keep away ye angels
here's a dream of wrath
a serpent without cave
there dwells a demon
in the depths of an outcast
he raves around the quarters
like a dog with burning feet
he hooks you down in gutters
by posing tragic riddles
he brims up in the streets
soaked in rain and abuse
and as a sensible comedian
he burst out into sullen laughter
here's a dream of wrath
a serpent without cave
there dwells a demon
in the depths of an outcast
he raves around the quarters
like a dog with burning feet
he hooks you down in gutters
by posing tragic riddles
he brims up in the streets
soaked in rain and abuse
and as a sensible comedian
he burst out into sullen laughter
the night traveller never sleeps
ruthlessly he reads the world
spitefully he loves his herd
until the searchlight of his eyes
turns into a dusty bloodcircle
[----translated from malayalam by the poet]
ruthlessly he reads the world
spitefully he loves his herd
until the searchlight of his eyes
turns into a dusty bloodcircle
[----translated from malayalam by the poet]
[indian literature-young indian poetry-nov-dec'93
kendra sahithya akademi's bi-monthly]
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Tuesday, 21 July 2015
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Wednesday, 15 July 2015
GooglSelf-forgiveness Flatters
There is no particular moment
in time nor time in a moment
when I fall outside myself
so that I may fall within.
Exploding in mathematical fractals
I inhale and exhale the process,
unconsciously unwrapping and unlearning
what I tend to repeat in motley ways
for various reasons justifying excuses.
I want no direction do not tell me the way.
Muted, stagnated and parched, sucked
in by the breath of others be it by innocence
or envy never the less not of my wellspring.
I will learn in the most unexpected
and quietest of places, nothing grand
will it be for the world to know but it shall
be the essence of my growth.
Mindfully aware of falling in and falling out,
self-forgiveness flatters loving kindness,
I will rest in the space between breaths
as I map out the fissures of the moment.
Let me introduce to you myself anew
in the advance of falling out
so that I may fall within.
#Poetry and #Photos by #Paula ©e
in time nor time in a moment
when I fall outside myself
so that I may fall within.
Exploding in mathematical fractals
I inhale and exhale the process,
unconsciously unwrapping and unlearning
what I tend to repeat in motley ways
for various reasons justifying excuses.
I want no direction do not tell me the way.
Muted, stagnated and parched, sucked
in by the breath of others be it by innocence
or envy never the less not of my wellspring.
I will learn in the most unexpected
and quietest of places, nothing grand
will it be for the world to know but it shall
be the essence of my growth.
Mindfully aware of falling in and falling out,
self-forgiveness flatters loving kindness,
I will rest in the space between breaths
as I map out the fissures of the moment.
Let me introduce to you myself anew
in the advance of falling out
so that I may fall within.
Monday, 13 July 2015
Friday, 10 July 2015
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