Љубица Поповска НАВРАТИ

 Љубица Поповска

НАВРАТИ

Пролет е и

липите цветаат.

Наврати некогаш

на Булеварот каде

чекореше нашата

среќа,

со мирисот на липите

мирисаше нашата

љубов.

Сврати во спомените

да ја видиш убавината

на твоето минато!

Не, не сме ние криви

што сме разделени,

криво е времето и

моментот кој ни се

испречи на нашето

младо време.

А животот оди напред!!!

Брзаците на залезот

шумат во нашиот тек

на животот.

Автор : Љубица Поповска

Tshering Wangchuk MOTHER'S SMILE

Tshering Wangchuk

 

MOTHER'S SMILE

What's more powerful

than the brightness of the sun

It's nothing strange but

The innocent smile of a mother

Her smile is the only opponent

To challenge the mighty sun

It's just true, unfaked and powerful

That wins her the crown

The radiant sun may be providing

Heat and light to the world

But the smiles of a mother

Warms the inner soul of beings

Constant heat of the sun

Hardens the texture of a thing

But the warmth of mother's smile

Melts and changes a brute's heart

So let's appreciate and uplift

Her thousand dollars smile

Let it not change its form

From a smile to a frowning one

The world is not as it used to be

Peace and happiness filled

So, let her smile rule and change the disorganized world.

© Tshering Wangchuk

Bhutan

MdAzizul Huq আমার কলম

MdAzizul Huq

 

আমার কলম

মোঃ আজিজুল হক

উজিরপুর,বরিশাল

বাংলাদেশ

০২-১০-২০২২ইং।

আমার কলম চলে নিজের ভাষায়

দাগকাটে নির্বোধ মার্কা জ্ঞানীর পাছায়।

আমি লিখেই যাচ্ছি ঘুম ভাঙাতে

ভয় পাচ্ছি না কথার খোঁচায়।

আমি লিখছি বৈকি আপন মনে

ভালো না খারাপ আল্লাহ জানে।

লিখতে চাইছি সব অসঙ্গতি

হয়তো কেউ বলবে নেই এর মানে।

আমি যখন দেখি রক্ত ঝরে

অভাব গ্রস্তরা না খেয়ে মরে।

প্রতিবাদি তখন কলম আমার

চলে অকুতোভয়ে ঈমানের জোরে।

যখন রক্তচোষা এসে মারছে বোমা

তখন রক্ত ঝরে আমার বুকে।

তেল মেখে ঘুমায় মানবতার মেশিন

ছানি পরেছে খোদ জাতিসংঘের চোখে।

এক হৃদয়ে বিচার হয় ভিন্ন

কতো দেখছে দৃশ্য পৃথিবীর মানুষ।

না খেয়ে কেউ অনাহারে কাঁদছে

কেউ কেউ উড়াচ্ছে রঙিন ফানুশ।

My pen moves in its own language The stupid mark behind the wise I keep writing to wake me up I am not afraid of poking words. I write in my mind Good or bad, God knows best. I wanted to write all the contradictions Probably no one will say no that means. When I see blood flowing Needy people die without eating. The accused then the pen is mine He walks without fear by faith. When vampires come and hit the bomb Then my chest bleeds. The machine of humanity sleeps with oil The cataract has fallen in the eyes of the United Nations. Judgment in one heart is different People in the world watch a lot of sights. Someone cries hungry without eating Some of them fly colorful lanterns.

Naser AlshaikhAmed At the door of Jalāl al-Dīn ( Rūmī,)

Naser AlshaikhAmed 

At the door of Jalāl al-Dīn ( Rūmī,)

Oh, Shams Aidin

‎‏Do you look at the sky every night

‎‏Do you see the bright stars?

‎‏Tho praise to the lord and broadcast their lights

‎‏They are (the stars) the adornment of the sky

‎‏And everything that GOD had created had made an adornment for.

‎‏The adornment of man is the worship of the creator and to approach him with what he is satisfied and consent.

‎‏And to satisfy him is through benevolence to his creations

‎‏And human would be the most deserved of benevolence and kindness of his creation.

‎‏

‎‏Oh, Shams Al-Din

Love for your brother what you love for yourself

‎‏And know that everything has beauty.

Tho soul has beauty.

‎‏The beauty of the soul is fusing in the adored ‏and the seclusion of the beloved.

Between each two lovers there is soliloquizing And your passion to GOD is a path to paradise

Be amongst those who soliloquizes him

And call to him, Where art Thou,

O Sponsor of the believers,

O Goal of the hopes of Your knowers,”

Faith , what is faith , it's the honour of the heart.

Naser AlshaikhAmed

Stefica Karasevac, Croatia/Melbourne Muz I zena

 Stefica Karasevac, Croatia/Melbourne

Muz I zena

Bese tako muz I zena

Ne trazite sebi slicnost

Sa Venere ona, on sa Jupitera

Srz zivota tu je bitnost.

Ona mlada, lijepa ko Venera

Ni jednoj drugoj ne bi slicna

Igrom sudbine posta mu zena

Al veza ne bi ni trunku idilicna.

On markantan ko svi sa Jupitera

I na to mnogo, bas mnogo dican

Volio setat i po svom tjerat kera

Trudio se ostat do kraja mistican.

Dva suprotna bica sa dve planete

Jedno ljubav, ljepota i ziva strast

Desit se znalo da stvari polete

Drugo ljubomora, posesivnost, vlast.

Ljubav ne bese ukras im zica

Jer cesto tudje oci na nju se svrate

Kao dva goluba ljubavi gladna bica

Jedno kroz prozor drugo kroz vrata, znate.

Oboje ponosni, prekrasni, mladi

Sve tako do dana dok ne vidje sjenu

Nju sa drugim kad pretravljen shvati

Koliko zapravo on voli tu zenu.

Zaklikta bolom kao ranjen golub

Prigrli dragu sa ljubavlju uz obecanje

Nikada vise, al ona nije ucinila preljub

Tek povela pricu kakvo je danasnje stanje.

Venera i Jupiter, oboje mnogima vrlo slican

Kao planete svemira blisko povezani

Gdje su stali nastavise zivot u ljubavi bitan

Za primjer drugima, zaljubljeni i razdragani.

Stefica Karasevac, Croatia/Melbourne, 2/10/2022

Alan Patrick Traynor 33 LETTERS FROM MONTREUX

 

Alan Patrick Traynor

33 LETTERS FROM MONTREUX

I hear the crucified by night

fingertips

Callused, Kashmir

That skips a beat

Drifts Kerouac

The son of

Scars in the dyspraxic

Conundrum of a tormented black corona

Night

A Riff

To the fear of empty spaces

I watch

on every cachexic key

A conundrum in the

anorexic light

Christ's rejection

.

.

by Alan Patrick Traynor

.

© Oct 2nd

2022

.

.

Jack Kerouac

Recitation

c.1960

Photograph by Mario Jorrin

Sandre Pietro DASS LEICHTER WIND WEHT

Sandre Pietro

 

DASS LEICHTER WIND WEHT

In der Klarheit, die zu mir kommt

jenseits der Grenzen, die ich sehe,

Grenzen nicht existieren können,

Aber ich fühle mich in einem

Kreis geschlossen.

Der leichte Wind weht,

und bürstet mein Haar,

und ich sehe deines wieder, aber weit weg.

Sie scheinen neben mir zu liegen,

die mich immer noch umarmen,

morgen bist du mit dem Wind gegangen,

und das fließende, lose Haar wogte.

Dort schloss sich der Kreis wieder,

Einen Moment lang waren Sie offen,

Sie waren Sie selbst,

Und jetzt ist das Lächeln verblasst.

Auf Wiedersehen süße Nacht

Auch du gehst in die Jahrhunderte

Ich suche immer noch Frieden

Vielleicht schließt sich mein Kreis

Ich weiß es nicht,

aber das Schicksal ist anders,

weit und breit mein Blick

Ich sehe das Ende nicht,

Für viele ist es aber bereits das Ende.

Annie Johnson Newborn

Annie Johnson 

Newborn

Your love has driven

The currents of cold emptiness

From the womb’s creation

Of my soul;

Strewn my dark passage to existence

With stars; with wonder

Possessing light;

Caused the veiled breath

Of your sacred being

To super-impose itself

Over my soul.

Take this force,

This speed of light

Emanating

The sum of me,

In the brightness dawning severity

Of love’s consuming passion;

Accept the beating heart infant

Of your creation

In all its glory telling

With its newborn breath

How I adore you!

Annie Johnson© All rights reserved.

Photo from Pixabay

SIMA ION / ROMANIA DEGEABA O CERT

 SIMA ION / ROMANIA

DEGEABA O CERT

Când o întreb

pe unde a umblat astă vară

de-a ajuns acum de ocară,

atât de obosită,

cu coaja cernită,

cu coroana despletită

și de frunze golită,

pădurea mea libertină

strânge indiferentă din umeri

și mă apostrofează

să o mai las în pace

că ea știe ce face...

îmi zice că de acum

nu mai e semințiș,

e și ea pădure majoră,

bună de măritiș.

Dar eu,

ca un amant fără de minte

o avertizez

că de acum înainte

o voi sechestra

de stâlpul amiezii

lăsând-o pradă ploii

și zăpezii.

Dar degeaba o cert !

Ca o adevărată stăpână

mă ia liniștită de mână

și mă ademenește

ștrengărește

să-mi fac culcuș lângă ea

căci bătrânețea îmi va fi

lungă și grea...

aspră și grea

fără ea.

Autor : SIMA ION / ROMANIA / 30.09.2022

Chandan Bhattacharya "Lemme go to you"

Chandan Bhattacharya 

"Lemme go to you"

Chandan Bhattacharya.

In the midst of this extreme degradation of society

I'm gonna do something.

we are watching

we can see

We're all watching

The light of society

Slowly...extremely slowly

going off

I gotta go to the people

I wanna lighten the lamp again...

Gimme please a bit of love

Gimme please encourage

Gimme please a pure heart

I do not outta these suffering people

Lemme love and serve them.

I saw tears in one of your eyes

I saw fire in your other eyes

I have seen you suffer deprivation..

Limitless greed, arrogance and corruption

robbed of your dreams...

Yet your uncompromising struggle continues

Your movement is moving beyond the hundred to the thousand days ...protest...damn...

Still, you did not leave the path of movement, friends.

I am not in a position to assure you…

But have an innocent mind and a pure heart friend

In your day of danger

I ain't gonna sit quietly

But I don't know what to do

I've not got lotta money

I've not lotsa power

But I know

The fire of your eyes

Can destroy a dynasty.

So I gotta go to you

As I wanna wipe your tears

To be a partner in your rightful claim

I've kinda love to you

Lemme go to you

Lemme love to you

Lemme sit aside you

Lemme take part in your prayer

Lemme Lemme Lemme

As I've Oughta know all the matter.

©® Chandan Bhattacharya....29.09.2022

Farida Bouri Mihoub Victoire

Farida Bouri Mihoub 

Victoire

On s’est connu trop tard

Chacun avec son histoire

Chargée de larmes et d’espoir

Nous étions comme des routards

Qui se croisaient sans se voir

Dans ce grand tintamarre

Nous avancions dans le brouillard

Chacun avec son propre miroir

Sa conscience et sa mémoire

Nos rêves, aussi petits qu’un mouchoir

Et aussi grands qu’une gloire

Ont tracé notre trajectoire

On s’est connu trop tard

Nous vivrons sans nous voir

Fermons les yeux dans le noir

Et faisons semblant de croire

Que tu es ma victoire

Ne serait-ce qu’un soir

© Farida Bouri Mihoub

Victory

We met too late

Each with our own story

Loaded with tears and hope

We were like hikers

Who crossed each other invisibly

In this huge din

We moved forward in the fog

Each with his own mirror

Consciousness and memory

Our dreams, as small as a tissue

And as big as a glory

Have forged our trajectory

We met too late

We will live without seeing each other

Let's close our eyes in the dark

And pretend to believe

That you are my victory

If only for one night

© Farida Bouri Mihoub

Raul Levyr AMOR LOUCO?

Raul Levyr 

AMOR LOUCO?

Estou sozinho

e a vagareza de minhas noites

arrasta pra longe

uma última esperança

adquirida com as reservas de força

rebuscadas no interior

desse coração solitário.

Ainda que vivas

em outras ilhas

meu porto está

sempre inerme

mas a fé que move

as montanhas do tempo

trará no percurso

das ondas bravias

a certeza que o amor

é algo forte e límpido

quando a alma não é pequena...

Até meus braços

de areias alvas

serão o manto

com que eu, sutilmente

irei cobri-la

como lençóis brancos

até que o sopro

da morte os desfaça

o que um dia

a voz do tempo

chamou de “amor louco.

Enquanto isso,

a noite desfaz

minhas fantasias

a o dia reconstrói

meu mundo de tormentos

e devaneios

então amemos

pelo agora que somos.

Raul Levyr

D.R.A

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