Showing posts with label My Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label My Love. Show all posts

Sunday, 1 July 2012

YOUR LAUGHTER.....by Pablo Neruda

My love, in the darkest
hour you laughter
opens, and if suddenly
you see my blood staining
the stones of the street,
laugh, because your laughter
will be for my hands
like a fresh sword.

Next tot the sea in the autumn,
your laughter must raise
its foamy cascade
and in the spring, love,
I want your laughter like
the flower I was waiting for,
the blue flower, the rose
of my echoing country.

Laugh at the night,
at the day, at the moon,
laugh at the twisted
streets of the island,

Laugh at this clumsy
boy who loves you,
but when I open
my eyes and close them,
when my steps go,
when my steps return,
deny me bread, air
light, spring,
but never your laughter
for I would die.


 ~ ♥ Pablo Neruda ♥
( YOUR LAUGHTER )


Monday, 4 June 2012

My joy My Hunger My Shelter My Friend ...by Rabia

My joy 
My Hunger 
My Shelter 
My Friend 

My Food for the journey
My journey's End
You are my breath,
My hope,
My companion,
My craving,
My abundant wealth.

Without You
my Life, my Love
I would never have wandered
across these endless countries.

You have poured out so much grace for me,
Done me so many favors, given me so many gifts
I look everywhere for Your love
Then suddenly I am filled with it.

O Captain of my Heart
Radiant Eye of Yearning in my breast,
I will never be free from You
As long as I live.

Be satisfied with me, Love,
And I am satisfied.

~ Rabia
Art by Belle Heywood

Tuesday, 10 April 2012

Come down my love...by Rumi

Come down my love
abandon your adventurous flight
it's high time for a happy life


Come into my house
throw out my old belongings
burn me again with your love

I know for sure
even if you burn the entire house
your love will build me a new paradise

You empowered the drops of water
to shine like diamonds
you blew life into a piece of clay

You gave a lowly fly
the same wings as an eagle
the aspiration of the sky

There was a blind sage in our town
a healer took mercy on him with medicine
to set his eyes open to the light

The sage refused and replied
if you could only see the light i see
you'd pluck out both of your eyes..!

~ Rumi
(Come into my house)
Ode (Ghazal) 2512
Translated by Nader Khalili
"Rumi, Fountain of Fire"
Burning Gate Press, Los Angeles, 1994