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Poetry (Poesia) by Pablo Neruda (Translated by Edwin Tanguma)

And it was at that age…Poetry arrived
Looking for me. I don’t know, I don’t know from where
It came, from the river or summer
I don’t know how nor when,
No, it wasn’t voices, it wasn’t
Words, nor silence
But from a street it called to me,
From the branches of the night,
Rapidly between the others,
Between violent bouts
Or returning alone,
It was there without countenance
And it touched me.

I didn’t know what to say, my mouth
Didn’t know
How to name,
My eyes were blind,
And something was pounding at my soul,
Lost wings or fever,
And I went on alone doing,
Trying to make sense
Of that burning feeling,
And I wrote my first vague line,
Vague, without body, pure
Foolishness,
Pure knowledge
From the one who knew nothing,
And I saw quickly
The sky
Disintegrated
And open,
Planets,
Pulsars,
The perforated shade,
Tormented
By arrows, fire and flowers,
The overwhelming night, the universe.

And I, infinitesimal,
Intoxicated by the vastness
Starry eyed,
Similarly, the image
Of the mystery
I felt I was a pure part
Of the abyss
I rode the stars
My heart unraveled in the breeze

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Poetry

And it was at that age ... Poetry arrived
in search of me. I don't know, I don't know where
it came from, from winter or a river.
I don't know how or when,
no they were not voices, they were not
words, nor silence,
but from a street I was summoned,
from the branches of night,
abruptly from the others,
among violent fires
or returning alone,
there I was without a face
and it touched me.

I did not know what to say, my mouth
had no way
with names,
my eyes were blind,
and something started in my soul,
fever or forgotten wings,
and I made my own way,
deciphering
that fire,
and I wrote the first faint line,
faint, without substance, pure
nonsense,
pure wisdom
of someone who knows nothing,
and suddenly I saw
the heavens
unfastened
and open,
planets,
palpitating plantations,
shadow perforated,
riddled
with arrows, fire and flowers,
the winding night, the universe.

And I, infinitesimal being,
drunk with the great starry
void,
likeness, image of
mystery,
felt myself a pure part
of the abyss,
I wheeled with the stars,
my heart broke loose on the wind.

poem by Pablo Neruda
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I Hurt Someone Last Night

I hurt someone last night
I didn't use a stick
I didn't use a club
I didn't use a knife
I'd never use a gun

I hurt someone last night
It wasn't intentional I swear
Doesn't make it any better
They were left bleeding
In the cold night air

I hurt someone last night
No one heard a sound
No police came
No ambulance called
No one knew at all

I hurt someone last night
She knew, she felt it
She knew, who had dealt it
She knew, how much it hurt
She knew, I hurt her

I hurt someone last night
I love her very much
There was no object weapon used
I used a word instead
The deadliest weapon of them all

I hurt someone last night
Perhaps I should put some words away
And the tone I used
To frighten her away
I think I should apologize now
Because I hurt someone last night
And I love her very much

poem by Barbara Vanier
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A summer love

A warm summer's night
nestled cozy in your arms
rocking back and forth
from a wooden swing
hung by an oak tree
we sit
nothing but silence
just lingering thoughts
rafting in the summer's breeze
floating toward stars bright
the feel of your touch
warm breath against my neck
makes my heart beat rapidly
as i lay my head upon your shoulder
and your arm wrapped around me
sweet tender lips full of smiles
speaks of our love so pure and true
when you lay them upon mine
no words are needed
for our love is already known
the look in your eyes
tells all
on this warm summer's night
a summer love is all that remains.

poem by Darkangel Flyfree
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Dark Fire

Fire, dark and burning bright
Bright as day, yet, gives no light
In the shadows of the night
Take away immortal sight
Blind soul eyes with black twilight
Banish day and burn the night
Remove sin from Heavens sight
Fire, twist and taint the once pure light
Heaven fought against your might
In the end, He lost the fight
Pure souls surrender to the evil light
As shadows move to reign the night
Angel's wings flutter in fearful flight
In the shadow of your light
Fire, sweet and sin filled bane
Make the devil go insane
As you burn his skin with acid rain
His screams are songs wrought in pain
His wake of Hell’s dark fire wanes
Death and pain are what he gains
Shadows of the devil’s bane
Wash away his sin with His holy name
Fire of the dragon’s heart
Don’t let us tear the world apart

poem by Amanda Swain
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All I Wanted Was to Make YOU Proud

This fire in my blood
This fire in my eyes

The fire that come shooting,
right out of my damned mouth.

This fire of the rage!
This fire of the pain.

This fire of the anger,
that is burning in my head

I feel all the hatred
I feel so damn used

Walked through streets so flooded,
to get a glimpse of you

I got nothing of you
I didn't even get a look

The closest i was to you,
was the radiation from my phone

I don't know what i was doing
I wasn't thinking straight

Just thought that you'd be happy
If i was really there

I thought that you'd be angered
And would say i didn't care

I risked my life!
I risked my health.

My family was in second place

You were first through my mind
You were my main concern

To make you happy was my wish..
It didn't come true

I feel crushed and devastated
I guess hard enough, i didn't try

It's my fault your ankles broken,
When the sirens sound, I start to cry

Did you want to see me?
Do you really care?

What if i'd been stolen?
What if i'd been raped?

Well, it would of been
all of my damned fault

I shouldn't take a risk
For things that don't matter

I took a risk for you
My life was on the line

I didn't even think it twice
About me, i didn't give a damn

All i wanted was to see you
I wanted to know you were alright

I wanted to make you happy
I wanted to make you proud

That you knew you had a girlfriend that was there,
no matter what

But apparently i wasn't there
I guess i wasn't at all

So maybe you want better
Someone that's truly there

No matter what...

I'm not good enough now
And maybe i deserved to be drenched.

Maybe i deserved to shed every tear that i shed
Maybe i deserved the cuts on my hands

Maybe i deserved it
Maybe I'm a waste

And at the end of it all,
who am I to blame? ..

No one but myself..

poem by Evelyn Castillo
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Call On Me

Caught in the crossbow of ideas and journeys
sit here reliving the other self's mournings
Caught in the crossbow of ideas and dawnings
stand I
Oh oh oh oh
Reliving the past of the maddening impulse
violent upheaval, the pure driven instinct
The pure driven murder, the attraction of daring
stand I
Why didn't you call on me
why didn't you call on me
Why didn't you call on me
why didn't you call
[Rowena:]
A wild being from birth
my spirit spurns control
wondering the wide earth
searching for my soul
Dimly peering
I would surely find
what could there be more purely bright
in truth's day-star
Ooohhh
Why didn't you call on me
why didn't you call, call on me
Why didn't you call on me
why didn't you call
Why didn't you call on me
why didn't you call on me
Why didn't you call on me
why didn't you call

song performed by by Lou Reed
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In the Presence of an Avadhut

No, he didn't utter a word

Raised his hand in salutation

To return mine!

No, I didn't have any inclination

Either to utter a word

Or entertain a thought

Thought had been suspended

The silence that followed

Wasn't a strain but wholesome

An uplifting feeling

Originated from the navel

To travel upward

How do people liken orgasm

That numbs the senses

In a downward thrust

To a moment of meditative vibes

That elevate one's core upward?

The Master's presence

Benumbed me

His silence suspended me

On a bar of timelessness

The midsummer heat wasn't felt

We sat in silence with

Past and future faded

From the consciousness

The present didn't matter at all

We're transported to a realm

Where there's no time sequence

No wonder

While returning

The fullmoon that came with us

Looked like the afternoon sun

In whose presence we took solace

Last night

The fullmoon didn't leave

Any emptiness behind

It bloomed in several

Uplifting hues and

It filled me to brim

As the time when I sat in the

Avadhut's presence

Under the blazing sun!

* *Gopal Baba of whom no one knows anything-where and when he was born. Who brought him to this part of the country. Which language he spoke....

poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Ever Pure Is Love!

Love is that great feeling,
no one can deny,
to love is thrilling,
to be loved is more pleasing,
living with heart ever loving,
only wisdom of self remain ever shining!

Every love is felt mortal in company of desires,
Just as immortal self felt mortal,
In company of mortal things,
river that flood during rain,
and drain in summer,
Surely dry some day,
But the river that keeps on flowing full,
Ever pure has origin in melting snow of icy mountains,
Love having origin in heart where snow heap of pure Love melts,
Never can dry,
Never be impure,
Unless polluted by human desires, selfish motives!

When body felt light,
filling more energy in wings,
wisdom gained by experience,
courage in heart make faith
strong,
Look for the Truth alone,
one can soar high, see deep into space to see the
Sun never sets,
the ever flowing river of life as
whole

poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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song performed by by Erasure
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Pure Feeling

so you desire nothing more
except

pure feeling,

how can i write about
feeling?

pure feeling?

yes, without words, without borders
no laces,
plain cloth, sand on the pillow

mold on the hammock,
lost worm wriggling on the shiny floor,

bird flying on brisk wings
towards places that i imagine,

deep into the sea
breathless

i lay my head upon your thighs
without looking at your eyes as i close mine in full trust

you thrush upon me
in the darkness of it all

love that rebuilds my empire
desire that puts moon on my evening sky

pure feeling
no direction, nothing to ask and nothing to give

i ask sometimes if i am right
if it is possible.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Body To Body

Body, body, bo-bo-bo-body, body
Body to body
Body to body
Body to body
Nobody does it like you do
Body to body
I love the way you make me feel
When you do what youre doing to me, oh
Touching me the way you do, you know, know youve got to feel it too
When you bodys next to mine, youve got me hypnotized
Body to body
Body to body
You know I like the way you do what you do when you do it to me, oh
Body to body
Nobody does it like you do
Body to body
You know I like what you do when you do what you do to me, no
Oh, what you do
Flowing through this magic night
I love to feel you hold me tight
You are the one thats right for me
You got me feeling tingaly
Share the night with stars above
I think Ive found this thing called love
Fever running through your eyes
You are my heavenly device
Body to body
Body to body
Body to body nobody does it like you do
Body to body
You know I like what you do when you do what you do to me, no
Oh, what you do
You opened up the world to me
You changed my life so tenderly
I know you are the only one
Youre brighter than the burning sun
Dont know where youre going to
I dont care as long as Im with you
That certain sparkle in your eyes
Has got me feeling oh so high
Body to body
Body to body
Body to body
Body to body
I like what you do when you do all those things to me
Body to body....

song performed by by Gloria Estefan
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A Diamond

A Translation for Robert Jones

A diamond
Is there
At the heart of the moon or the branches or my nakedness
And there is nothing in the universe like diamond
Nothing in the whole mind.

The poem is a seagull resting on a pier at the end of the ocean.

A dog howls at the moon
A dog howls at the branches
A dog howls at the nakedness
A dog howling with pure mind.

I ask for the poem to be as pure as a seagull’s belly.

The universe falls apart and discloses a diamond
Two words called seagull are peacefully floating out where the
waves are.
The dog is dead there with the moon, with the branches, with
my nakedness
And there is nothing in the universe like diamond
Nothing in the whole mind.

poem by Jack Spicer
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A Winter Landscape

All night, all day, in dizzy, downward flight,
Fell the wild-whirling, vague, chaotic snow,
Till every landmark of the earth below,
Trees, moorlands, roads, and each familiar sight
Were blotted out by the bewildering white.
And winds, now shrieking loud, now whimpering low,
Seemed lamentations for the world-old woe
That death must swallow life, and darkness light.

But all at once the rack was blown away,
The snowstorm hushing ended in a sigh;
Then like a flame the crescent moon on high
Leaped forth among the planets; pure as they,
Earth vied in whiteness with the Milky Way:
Herself a star beneath the starry sky.

poem by Mathilde Blind
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Wings Of Joy

I loved you under the spring stars
Laughed with yellow and violet flowers
Sat for hours by the blue sea
We listened to the tides sing
Walked the shore like innocent children
Hearts lifted by mystic feathers
Golden days flew with wings of joy

The world didn’t seem so lost
Love reconciled all the pettiness
Montague and Capulet fought
Romeo wanted no war only love
Juliet felt her heart sail with desire
Dreams nestled in summer wine
Kisses true with passions jewels

Hearts broken seek kindness
Trust must be won with virtue
I know you have been hurt
I know you need time to heal
I know you feel gentle words
Love is a warm fire in the chill of life
Rivers of stars surround the moon

She has come again to listen
Leary but open waiting for a troubadour
She treads carefully with her heart
The night brings quiet angels
Amidst the shadows of moonbeams
I call to your serene soul
I reach for you with my broken heart

I have searched the garden for you
Waiting for the joy of your song
Only love can heal the wounded
Loneliness has been my friend too long
Wings of joy sigh amidst loves poetry
My darling I walk softly into your heart
Tender words start a fire of dreams

Wings of joy whisper on the moonlit sea

poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Plus Intra

Soul within sense, immeasurable, obscure,
Insepulchred and deathless, through the dense
Deep elements may scarce be felt as pure
Soul within sense.

From depth and height by measurers left immense,
Through sound and shape and colour, comes the unsure
Vague utterance, fitful with supreme suspense.

All that may pass, and all that must endure,
Song speaks not, painting shews not: more intense
And keen than these, art wakes with music's lure
Soul within sense.

poem by Algernon Charles Swinburne
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Past forever I can lie next to you

You lie beside me
with your hot soft body
touching mine
and I wish for the night
to last eternally
and stretch into infinity.

This night is a world
with only you and me
and bright blue stars
sparkling like precious stones
against the velvet sky.

Past forever I can lie
next to you
while you cuddle
against me

and I can almost
feel every breath
that you take
and your heart
pounding against my chest

and you and I
are intertwined like one
as if our bodies
cannot come apart

and love and passion
becomes pure art
creating feelings
in places that up to now
I didn’t really know.

The first rays of the morning
fall in patches
over your beautiful face
which is filled with tranquillity

and there’s a bee
buzzing at the window needlessly,
trying to fly
to where it belongs
but blocked from its world
by glass

and on the other side
bushes covered
with pink flower cups
wave in the morning breeze
and I freeze
in a perfect moment
with you.

poem by Gert Strydom
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Didnt Know

Didn't know what you had
Until you lost it
Didn't know what you own
Until you got it
Didn't know of your sins
Until you fought it.
Didn't know what you needed
Until you sought it.

Didn't know your lies
Until someone spoke them
Didn't know of the truth
Until someone wrote them
Didn't remembered your dreams
Until someone awoke them
Didn't know they died
Until someone chocked them.

Didn't know you had guilt
Until you cried
Didn't know you felt sadness
Until you tried to hide
Didn't know you felt shame
Until you lied
Didn't know you believed in GOD
Until you asked him why.

Didn't know you felt sorrow
Until you shed a tear
Didn't know that you were scared
Until I saw your fear
Didn't know that you hated
Until you were near
Didn't know that you were unhappy
Until you looked in a mirror.

Didn't know who you truly were
Until your ways you sewed
Didn't know that you were evil
Until the truth was showed
Didn't know you did this before
Until I saw all of your woe
Didn't know who you really were
Though I wished then I did know.

Randy L. McClave

poem by Randy McClave
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I Wasn't The One

Your eyes and my eyes haven't talked in quite a while
Seems like a lifetime since i walked beside your smile
There's a dark cloud that's hanging above
Memories never lie
Still we talk about the way that it was
And i think we both know the feeling hasn't died
I wasn't the one who said goodbye, oh no
I wasn't the one who disappeared in the night
And i won't be the one to say that we can't try
Da da
Your touch and my touch haven't spoken for some time
You say we've both changed and your always on my mind
I can tell you that it's over and done but i would only lose
Being close to the want that i want
So go on and ask me if i'm still in love with you
I wasn't the one who said goodbye, oh no
I wasn't the one who disappeared in the night
And i won't be the one to say that we can't try
Da da
There was no need for you to ask - please don't ask
You oughta know by now, ooo babe, i want you back
I wasn't the one who said goodbye, oh no
I wasn't the one who disappeared in the night
I wasn't the one who said goodbye, oh no
I wasn't the one who disappeared in the night

song performed by by Peter Cetera
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What Else Ahead of Us Is Next?

I wasn't looking for love.
I wasn't looking for 'you'...
That's for sure!
But...
When our eyes met,
In the way that 'our' eyes met...
We both knew what that feeling was between us.
We both knew what that feeling meant.

What Else Ahead Of Us Is Next?

And for seconds we let it linger.
As if 'forever' came to not forget.

I was not looking for love.
Especially at that time of the day.
And under the circumstances.
We were at work and not at play.

It wasn't a setting for where love should be.
The humidity was high...
And we both were inside,
Sitting amongst others...
Preparing to eat,
Escaping from a Summer heat.

You with other obligations.
And me...
Determined to stay single.
For the rest of my life...
I expected to be.

We were all talking!
And suddenly our eyes...
From opposite ends of a table,
It then 'happened' as if secretly.
THERE.
Our eyes met each other,
And 'there' those feelings we both had...
Knew what it was instantly.

I wasn't looking for love.
I wasn't looking for 'you'...
That's for sure!
But...
When our eyes met,
I did not regret it.
But...
When our eyes met,
There was love understood.
And you and I both let it...
Be!
With a knowing we,
Fell in love magically.

And now...
What on Earth will we choose,
To do...
Next?
Meet discreetly,
To share our passion and sex?

What Else Ahead Of Us Is Next?

I wasn't looking for love.
I wasn't looking for 'you'...
That's for sure!
But...
When our eyes met,
In the way that 'our' eyes met...
What else ahead of us is next?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mid-Summer's Night

Glowing night,
clouds excite
the summer sky -

swaying limbs
in dusky shade
sing praise,

for All’s afire!

Stars tremble,
and planets gyre

but this lovers’ moon,
consumes
the shadowed earth
with passion’s
pure desire.

poem by Steven Federle
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Poetry (Poesia) by Pablo Neruda (Translated by Edwin Tanguma)

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I Hurt Someone Last Night

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Dark Fire

All I Wanted Was to Make YOU Proud

Call On Me

In the Presence of an Avadhut

Ever Pure Is Love!

Star

Pure Feeling

Body To Body

A Diamond

A Winter Landscape

Wings Of Joy

Plus Intra

Past forever I can lie next to you

Didnt Know

I Wasn't The One

What Else Ahead of Us Is Next?

Mid-Summer's Night

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