I speak Urdu quite a lot, too, and I read a lot of Persian.
Related quotes
A few words of Hindi appear here or there, but it's all Urdu. I feel that if the popular culture, which is what Hindi films are, uses Urdu, it's not going to diminish.
quote by Ismail Merchant
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
A Confession
Her heart an open book
Easy to read
Emotions bald for all to observe
A confession to the one
Who denied her soul
As she read his text
Weigh heavy on chest
Squeezing the life from her faint heart
He could not read between the lines
How sincere her words
Until it was too late
Reading the diaries of a broken heart
poem by Persian Khushi
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Green Monkey
When the deep blue night is running close on your track
And you can feel the green monkey crawlin across your back
Dont take me so real that you forget how to feel
Dont let the threat of the dagger turn your heart into steel
Smell the perfume of the silent dream
Fly the ocean, read a story to me
Speak the wisdom of a redwood tree
Speak to me
So you think that star cluster shining bright in the sky
Will speak the fate of your evening, tell the truth to your lie
Dont let the features you read control the tickets you buy
Soon as you learn that you live, youre just beginning to die
Smell the perfume of the silent dream
Fly the ocean, read a story to me
Speak the wisdom of a redwood tree
Speak to me
Smell the perfume of the silent dream
Fly the ocean, read a story to me
Speak the wisdom of a redwood tree
Speak to me
song performed by by America
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Speak With Kindness (Or Do Not Speak At All)
speak with kindness,
or do not speak at all.
speak not of judgement,
you are not the judge.
speak not of salvation,
let your living be your scriptures.
speak not of scriptures,
let your actions be your holy book.
speak not as apostle or teacher,
speak as a human being.
speak not of god,
then god will speak through you!
speak not as a man,
for you are woman too.
speak not with hateful malice,
for love does not work that way.
speak not as a prophet or seer,
speak as compassion made flesh.
speak not of morality,
speak of connection.
speak not of authority,
the tree and the leaf have just as much.
speak not of holiness,
for all that lives be holy.
speak with kindness...
or do not speak at all!
poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Arabic is a language, Persian is a delicacy and Turkish is an art.
Pornograffitti
Sex!
Sex on the brain
Pumped in my veins
Flowing from my head to my feet
Sex on tv
Rotation heavy
You and I are what we eat
Sex when Im all alone
It calls me on the phone
Cant stop this ringing in my ear
Sex in excess
Filling all our senses
Keep saying theres nothing to fear
Cant you read the writing on the wall
Cant you seee the rising and the fall
All I see is pornograffitti
All I hear pornograffitti
See no, hear no
All I speak pornograffitti
All I fear pornograffitti
Speak no evil
Sex in 3d
No evil eyes see
Too much of it and youll go blind
Sex education
Misinformation
Kiss me where the sun dont shine
Sex it surrounds me
Pornograffiti
Its all so constitutional
Sex is literate
Read all about it
But censor where you all can go
Cant you read the writing on the wall
Cant you see the rising and the fall
All I see is pornograffitti
All I hear pornograffitti
See no, hear no
All I speak pornograffitti
All I fear pornograffitti
Speak no evil
Sex sells
song performed by by Extreme
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Pornograffiti
Sex!
Sex on the brain
Pumped in my veins
Flowing from my head to my feet
Sex on tv
Rotation heavy
You and I are what we eat
Sex when Im all alone
It calls me on the phone
Cant stop this ringing in my ear
Sex in excess
Filling all our senses
Keep saying theres nothing to fear
Cant you read the writing on the wall
Cant you seee the rising and the fall
All I see is pornograffiti
All I hear pornograffiti
See no, hear no
All I speak pronograffiti
All I fear pornograffiti
Speak no evil
Sex in 3d
No evil eyes see
Too much of it and youll go blind
Sex education
Misinformation
Kiss me where the sun dont shine
Sex it surrounds me
Pornograffiti
Its all so constitutional
Sex is literate
Read all about it
But censor where you all can go
Cant you read the writing on the wall
Cant you seee the rising and the fall
All I see is pornograffiti
All I hear pornograffiti
See no, hear no
All I speak pronograffiti
All I fear pornograffiti
Speak no evil
Sex sells
song performed by by Extreme
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
The Barren Fancy
THE BARREN FANCY
by Muhammad Hameed Shahid
She said;
'Our love is static...
And stagnation
Breeds putridity'
From this fancy's rib
Was born the eve of novice desire
Why then should we not,
Alter our roots.
And...
Now that
In consequence of this separation,
Putridity emits its vapours,
It is proved
That the seed of fancy
Has been infertile
Since pre-eternity
(English rendering from Urdu by Bashir H. Nazim)
=============================
82; و ب ص و ر ت ب ہ ت . Very much Beautiful.
I read it three times and enjoyed.
...Well done.
Saghier Ahmed Jafri
September 4,2010 at 11: 35pm
-------------
This is a symbolic poem whose roots go to the Eden where Adam and Eve first lived and the word 'fancy' has many meanings to relate. The last punch lines can be conceived as situational considering the putridity. Welcome Hameed Shahid! !
Naseer Ahmed Nasir
September 5,2010 at 2: 05am
------------
Very nice sir,
Adeel Khan
September 5,2010 at 7: 45am
------------
Very well Said Hameed Sb..!
Jamal Nasir
September 5,2010 at 8: 24pm
-----------
I don't know whether there's something wrong with the translation or what... somehow, I couldn't get it. I'd appreciate if you could post the Urdu version as well.
Rashid Saleem
September 5 m 2010 at 8: 27pm
--------------
Love can't be stagnant and it can't emit vapours
'She' has captioned her emotion as she prefers.
Then whats it, which can cause an intention to even alter the roots?
The poem clearly talks about that subject and its repercussions.
Love is not complicated whereas lust is.
Good read indeed... Thank you for this post, dear poet.
See More
Vidya Puttur
September 5,2010 at 9: 38pm
-----------------
Thought provoking
Anwer Zahidi
September 6,2010 at 7: 27pm
-------------
One's search for perfection in love gains ground only with the reconciliation to the divine origin...that much profundity is here to read; and only between lines, yes?
Alicia R. Bernal
September,2010
poem by Muhammd Hameed Shahid
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
The good of a book lies in its being read. A book is made up of signs that speak of other signs, which in their turn speak of things. Without an eye to read them, a book contains signs that produce no concepts; therefore it is dumb.
quote by Umberto Eco
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
To Read And Read Again
TO READ AND READ AGAIN
To read and to read again
And to be left empty
By the abundance of words
Whose meanings multiplication
Erases all sense
Of their coherence
And our understanding.
To read and read again
As if in this pretence of learning
Salvation will come
To read and read again
And be forever dumb.
.
poem by Shalom Freedman
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Learning language
Hear and hear to learn hearing.
Speak and speak to learn speaking.
Read and read to learn reading.
Write and write to learn writing.
They are four ways traffic.
04.02.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Read My Lips
verbal silence. read my lips.
if you see them.
read the words. read it here.
these words. read them like
flowers in the garden.
these words speak a little.
tips of the iceberg. They are less
compared to the color of my eyes
the warmth of my fingers
the suppressed beatings of my heart.
these words that you read.
if only you can see my lips.
if only you can see my face.
and body, naked on the flowing sheet of
pure paper. IF only you know
what silence means, how emptiness
eats it, if only you know how inferior
verbs and adjectives are
compared to the caresses of the hands
and the tenderness of the fingers,
touch.
read the lines silently.
these words do not shape my lips.
they come to your eyes.
in the silence of your understanding.
never shall they speak
about me. they only talk about
the hands that write sometimes
without any meaning at all.
infinitives are not infinite.
neither do verbs know what is it to be still.
and adjectives talk only about the surface.
deep under, the noise begins.
and silence of the verbs move to another side.
now, the mountains of ideas collapse
and bury the casualties of silence.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
The Same Story, The same History
...and so the same story is told
the same history is made....
why always speak of descrimination
why always speak of war
why always speak of class
why always speak of injustice
why always speak of poverty
why always speak of rebellion....
why not speak of equality
why not speak of peace
why not speak of respect
why not speak of wisdom
why not speak of production
why not speak of working together...
...and so the same story is told
the same history is made.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Muier
Oh, black Persian cat!
Was not your life
already cursed with offspring?
We took you for rest to that old
Yankee farm, — so lonely
and with so many field mice
in the long grass —
and you return to us
in this condition —!
Oh, black Persian cat.
poem by William Carlos Williams
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Read My Mind
(keith thomas, melissa coleman, todd moore)
A penny for my thoughts you say
You want to know what I could be thinking
But as I speak the music starts to play
And the words just somehow slip away
Chorus:
Read my mind
It will tell you that I love you and
Youre all I ever wanted in a man
Youd see how I feel
What my head wont let my heart reveal
If only you could read my mind
One look from you and look at me
Im trembling like a little girl
I tell myself if I can just believe
Any day now youll fall in love with me
Repeat chorus
Tell me if you feel the same way I do
And tell me that Im not mistakenly taken with you
Youre all I ever wanted in a man
You see, all I need is everything you are to me
If you could somehow read my mind
You would see what I cant seem to say
If only you could, if you would read my mind
Read my mind
song performed by by Reba Mcentire
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
I Will Live as Long as The Sun
In the basement
back by the sliding door
there is a cabinet full of notebooks
don't waste time on a funeral
say a prayer if it helps you
and read my notebooks if you wish to honor me
you are all in there, believe me
when I am in the ground
don't stand and sob at my stone
read my words aloud
read them because I didn't have the courage to
don't speak of my sad fate
you will have me forever
I am in those books
I will live as long as the sun
If you so choose
poem by Stephen Martin II
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
The Persian Version
Truth-loving Persians do not dwell upon
The trivial skirmish fought near Marathon.
As for the Greek theatrical tradition
Which represents that summer's expedition
Not as a mere reconnaisance in force
By three brigades of foot and one of horse
(Their left flank covered by some obsolete
Light craft detached from the main Persian fleet)
But as a grandiose, ill-starred attempt
To conquer Greece - they treat it with contempt;
And only incidentally refute
Major Greek claims, by stressing what repute
The Persian monarch and the Persian nation
Won by this salutary demonstration:
Despite a strong defence and adverse weather
All arms combined magnificently together.
poem by Robert Graves
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Speak The Word
Unsettled hearts
Promise what they cant deliver
Bring me the wine
And the cold night air to clear my head
Gray matter memory house
Master of this trembling flesh
Steady still my doubts
Let me speak the word that precedes bliss
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Love love love love love love love love
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Love love love love love love love love
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
These weakened knees
Have not touched ground or pew in ages
I havent bowed my head
I offer thanks to any God or to ask for favors
But watch me now
Im falling down
Praying
To speak the word that precedes bliss
To speak the word
To speak the word
Love love love love love love love love
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Love love love love love love love love
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
You Do Not Own Me!
you do not own me!
you do not own my body!
i will not wear your chains!
i take off my shirt,
and show the marks on my back
to the world, defiant to the end!
you do not own my mind!
you cannot tell me what i can think.
you will not tell me
what i can and cannot read!
you cannot tell me what to believe.
i do not buy your lie!
you do not own my heart!
you cannot limit my ability to feel.
you will not tell me whom i can
and cannot love.
you do not own my words.
i speak from the scars on my body.
i speak with the thoughts
of a free mind... i speak
from the feelings of my heart.
you do not own me,
and you never will.
i have decided to be free!
poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
How Do You Speak To An Angel
A son who is cursed with a harridan mother
Or a weak simpering father at best
Is raised to play out the timeless classical motives
Of filial love and incest
How does he speak to a
How does he speak to the prettiest girl
How does he talk to her
What does he say for an opening line
What does he say if hes shy
What do you do with your pragmatic passions
With your classically neurotic style
How do you deal with your vague self-comprehensions
What do you do when you lie
How do you speak to a
How do you speak to the prettiest girl
How do you speak to her
How do you dance on the head of a pin
When youre on the outside looking in
How do you speak to a
How do you speak to the prettiest girl
How do you speak to a
How do you speak to the prettiest girl
How do you speak to a
How do you speak to the prettiest girl
How do you speak to a
How do you speak to the prettiest girl
How do you speak to a
How do you speak to the prettiest girl
How do you speak to a
How do you speak to the prettiest girl
You just say, hello, (hello) baby (hello)
...
Baby, angel, how do you talk to the prettiest girl, you say
Hello baby, hello baby, angel, angel, pretty little girl
Angel, angel ....
song performed by by Lou Reed
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!