English poem

with god

englishpoem — Sun, 16 Aug 2009 11:59:52 GMT

از خدا خواستم عادت‌هاي زشت را تركم بدهد.خدا فرمود:خودت بايد آنها را رها كني.
I asked god to take away my habit
God said, no It is not for me to take away, but for you to give it up
از او درخواست كردم فرزند معلولم را شفا دهد.فرمود: لازم نيست، روحش سالم است؛ جسم هم كه موقت است.
I asked god to make my handicapped child whole
God said, no body is only temporary
از او خواستم لااقل به من صبر عطا كند.فرمود: صبر، حاصل سختي و رنج است. عطاكردني نيست، آموختني است.
I asked god to grant me patience
God said, no Patience is a byproduct of tribulation
It isn't granted, it is learned
گفتم: مرا خوشبخت كن.فرمود: نعمت از من خوشبخت شدن از تو.
I asked god to give me happiness
God said, no I give you blessings happiness is up to you
از او خواستم مرا گرفتار درد و عذاب نكند.فرمود: رنج از دلبستگي‌هاي دنيايي جدا و به من نزديك‌ترت مي‌كند.
I asked god to spare me pain
God said, no
Suffering draws you apart from worldly cares and brings you closer to me
از او خواستم روحم را رشد دهد.فرمود: نه تو خودت بايد رشد كني. من فقط شاخ و برگ اضافي‌ات را هرس مي‌كنم تا بارور شوي.

I asked god to make my spirit grow
God said, no You must grow on your own
But I will prune you to make you fruitful
از خدا خواستم كاري كند كه از زندگي لذت كامل ببرم.فرمود: براي اين كار من به تو زندگي داده‌ام.
I asked god for all things that I might enjoy life
God said, no I will give you life, so that you may enjoy all things

از خدا خواستم كمكم كند همان‌قدر كه او مرا دوست دارد، من هم ديگران را دوست بدارم.خدا فرمود: آها، بالاخره اصل مطلب دستگيرت شد.

I asked god to help me love others, as much as He loves me
God said: Ahah, finally you have the idea

Night Trance

englishpoem — Fri, 14 Aug 2009 20:47:24 GMT

Words were so far away from spoken
The night was so quiet and warm
The moon and stars arrived unbroken
with stories and pictures of vast and fervent perfection

Our hands touched so softly they tickled
Such joy was felt above their laugh
The wings of night became unwrinkled
to release its message of 'yes' from a streaking meteor

With our arms we contained each other
with our lips we needed much more
by our heart we shattered the cover
of silence and distance that had kept us waiting patiently

Fire flies winked in sprinkles of knowing
An owl seemed to forget its call
Time placed in slow motion his sowing
of currents and waters of new, with utmost approval

Our kiss’s pure lightning wrenched from night
of its deep and secret desires
and grasped in our passion, of its might,
on bridges of pleasure, to breach its hallowed foundation

Words need not be spoken that we hear
on nights so quiet and warm
when moon and stars landscape the veneer
to create their potions of love in fervent perfection

'Love Come Shining Through

englishpoem — Fri, 14 Aug 2009 20:46:51 GMT

hirley Shaw

When I thought that all was lost

and I had no one to turn to
love came shining through.

It brought with it a giant hug
and held me oh so tight
like an angel in the night.

It wrapped it's loving arms around me
and held me ever so tenderly
extending kisses, blossoming so heavenly.

Love brought to me a smiling face
that no other could ever replace
and really put me in my place.

Love picked me up and swirled me around
as it tore away the sad old frown
that had so been keeping me down.

I'd forgotten just what it was like
to live ever so happily
but you my dear have surely shown me.

Love truly came shining through
just when I needed it most
and I never dreamed it would be you.

You were my knight in shining armor
as you whisked me off my feet
and rode off with me so gallantly.

You put the love back in my heart
that had before been torn apart
and restored my spirit once again.

Just when I thought that love was at the end
you really came shining through
and brought me a whole new beginning.

(Written by-Shirley ann shaw-raytown,mo.64133)...
(c0*-(08/01/2009)...

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englishpoem — Mon, 25 May 2009 04:04:34 GMT

**
***This poem was nominated poem of 2005.
Written by an African kid, amazing thought :*
*"When I born, I Black, When I grow up, I Black,
When I go in Sun, I Black, When I scared, I Black,
When I sick, I Black, And when I die, I still black...
And you White fellow,
When you born, you pink, When you grow up, you White,
When you go in Sun, you Red, When you cold, you blue,
When you scared, you yellow, When you sick, you Green,
And when you die, you Gray...
And you call me colored???.. ......."*
**

***این شعر کاندیدای شعر برگزیده سال 2005 شده**.
توسط یک بچه آفریقایی نوشته شده و استدلال شگفت انگیزی داره :*
***وقتی به دنیا میام، سیاهم، وقتی بزرگ میشم، سیاهم،**
وقتی میرم زیر آفتاب، سیاهم، وقتی می ترسم، سیاهم،
وقتی مریض میشم، سیاهم، وقتی می میرم، هنوزم سیاهم...
و تو، آدم سفید،
وقتی به دنیا میای، صورتی ای، وقتی بزرگ میشی، سفیدی،
وقتی میری زیر آفتاب، قرمزی، وقتی سردت میشه، آبی ای،
وقتی می ترسی، زردی، وقتی مریض میشی، سبزی،
و وقتی می میری، خاکستری ای...
و تو به من میگی رنگین پوست؟؟؟.........*

the power of love

englishpoem — Wed, 10 Dec 2008 12:47:18 GMT

The whispers in the morning
Of lovers sleeping tight
Are rolling by like thunder now
As I look in your eyes

I hold on to your body
And feel each move you make
Your voice is warm and tender
A love that I could not forsake

'Cause I am your lady
And you are my man
Whenever you reach for me
I'll do all that I can

Lost is how I'm feeling lying in your arms
When the world outside's too
Much to take
That all ends when I'm with you

Even though there may be times
It seems I'm far away
Never wonder where I am
'Cause I am always by your side

'Cause I am your lady
And you are my man
Whenever you reach for me
I'll do all that I can

We're heading for something
Somewhere I've never been
Sometimes I am frightened
But I'm ready to learn
Of the power of love

The sound of your heart beating
Made it clear
Suddenly the feeling that I can't go on
Is light years away

'Cause I am your lady
And you are my man
Whenever you reach for me
I'll do all that I can

We're heading for something
Somewhere I've never been
Sometimes I am frightened
But I'm ready to learn
Of the power of love

my heart will go on

englishpoem — Wed, 03 Dec 2008 17:35:18 GMT

Every night in my dreams
I see you, I feel you,
That is how I know you go on

Far across the distance
And spaces between us
You have come to show you go on

Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the heart does go on
Once more you open the door
And you're here in my heart
And my heart will go on and on

Love can touch us one time
And last for a lifetime
And never let go till we're one

Love was when I loved you
One true time I hold to
In my life we'll always go on

Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the heart does go on
Once more you open the door
And you're here in my heart
And my heart will go on and on

There is some love that will not go away

You're here, there's nothing I fear,
And I know that my heart will go on
We'll stay forever this way
You are safe in my heart
And my heart will go on and on

SYMPATHY By Emily Bronte

englishpoem — Mon, 01 Dec 2008 14:56:18 GMT

There should be no despair for you

While nightly stars are burning;

While evening pours its silent dew,

And sunshine gilds the morning.

There should be no despair--though tears

May flow down like a river:

Are not the best beloved of years

Around your heart for ever?

They weep, you weep, it must be so;

Winds sigh as you are sighing,

And winter sheds its grief in snow

Where Autumn's leaves are lying:

Yet, these revive, and from their fate

Your fate cannot be parted:

Then, journey on, if not elate,

Still, NEVER broken-hearted!

Mirror

englishpoem — Mon, 01 Dec 2008 14:54:18 GMT

I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions.

What ever you see I swallow immediately

Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike.

I am not cruel, only truthful---

The eye of a little god, four-cornered.

Most of the time I meditate on the opposite wall.

It is pink, with speckles. I have looked at it so

long
I think it is a part of my heart. But it flickers.

Faces and darkness separate us over and over.

Now I am a lake. A woman bends over me,

Searching my reaches for what she really is.

Then she turns to those liars, the candles or the moon.

I see her back, and reflect it faithfully.

She rewards me with tears and an agitation of hands.

I am important to her. She comes and goes.

Each morning it is her face that replaces the darkness.

In me she has drowned a young girl, and in me an old woman
Rises toward her day after day, like a terrible fish.

Winter

englishpoem — Mon, 01 Dec 2008 14:53:18 GMT

when icicles hang by the wall


  And Dick the shepherd blows his nail


And Tom bears logs into the hall


  And milk comes frozen home in pail,


When blood is nipp'd and ways be foul,


  Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit;


     Tu-who, a merry note,


  While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.



When all aloud the wind doth blow


  And coughing drowns the parson's saw


And birds sit brooding in the snow


  And Marian's nose looks red and raw,


When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl,


  Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit;


     Tu-who, a merry note,


While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.

اشعاری از شکسپیر

englishpoem — Sat, 29 Nov 2008 04:31:18 GMT

Senmons in Stones

And this our life, exempt from public haunt,
Finds tongues in trees, books in running brooks,
Sermons in stons, and food in every thing

جهان سخنگو

اگر از غوغاي عالم و اشتغالات زندگي دمي فارغ شويم
درختان را به هزار زبان سخنگو مي يابيم
در جويبارها كتاب مي خوانيم
و سنگ موعظه مي شنويم
و گوهر نيكي را در هر چيز مي بينيم.

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Contentment

My crown is in my heart, not on my head;
Not deck'd with diamonds and Indian stones,
Nor to be seen: my crown is called content;
A crown it is that seldom kings enjoy

تاج خرسندي

تاج من بر سرم نيست
تاج من بر قلب ِ من جاي دارد
كه الماس و فيروزه آن را نياراسته
و از ديده ها پنهان است
تاج من، خرسندي ِ من است
كه به ندرت پادشاهي را از آن بهره داده اند.

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Vainity of Glory

Glory is like a circle in the water
Which never creaseth to enlarge itself
Till by broad spreading it disperse to nought

شكوه دنيوي

شكوه دنيا همچون دايره ايست بر روي آب
كه هر زمان بر پهناي خود مي افزايد
و در منتهاي وسعت هيچ مي شود.

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The Food of Love

If music be the food if love
Then play on

غذای عاشق

اگر موسيقی غذای عشق است،
پس بنوازيد.

English poem

with god

Night Trance

'Love Come Shining Through

the power of love

my heart will go on

SYMPATHY By Emily Bronte

Mirror

I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions.

What ever you see I swallow immediately

Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike.

I am not cruel, only truthful---

The eye of a little god, four-cornered.

Most of the time I meditate on the opposite wall.

It is pink, with speckles. I have looked at it so

long I think it is a part of my heart. But it flickers.

Faces and darkness separate us over and over.

Now I am a lake. A woman bends over me,

Searching my reaches for what she really is.

Then she turns to those liars, the candles or the moon.

I see her back, and reflect it faithfully.

She rewards me with tears and an agitation of hands.

I am important to her. She comes and goes.

Each morning it is her face that replaces the darkness.

In me she has drowned a young girl, and in me an old woman Rises toward her day after day, like a terrible fish.

Winter

اشعاری از شکسپیر

long
I think it is a part of my heart. But it flickers.

In me she has drowned a young girl, and in me an old woman
Rises toward her day after day, like a terrible fish.