Thursday, 9 October 2008

Facing "EAST"

Receive the blessings from sun,
when it is a time to get energized.

"East" has always been 'the rising side',
it remains the generator of all power.
Here sun shines earlier and we stay ahead.
The setting region remains dark...

Receiving the sun in its finest glow,
with yellow and orange light 
piercing the blue darkness.

Penetrating the dark sky of night again and again
to let it see the 'new light'.
So many stones have been thrown at me,
That I'm not frightened of them anymore,
And the pit has become a solid tower,
Tall among tall towers.
I thank the builders,
May care and sadness pass them by.
From here I'll see the sunrise earlier,
Here the sun's last ray rejoices.
And into the windows of my room
The northern breezes often fly.
And from my hand a dove eats grains of wheat...
As for my unfinished page,
The Muse's tawny hand, divinely calm
And delicate, will finish it.

Anna Akhmatova

Tonight I can write the saddest lines


Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

Write, for example,'The night is shattered
and the blue stars shiver in the distance.'

The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

Through nights like this one I held her in my arms
I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.

She loved me sometimes, and I loved her too.
How could one not have loved her great still eyes.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.

To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.

What does it matter that my love could not keep her.
The night is shattered and she is not with me.

This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.
My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.

My sight searches for her as though to go to her.
My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.

The same night whitening the same trees.
We, of that time, are no longer the same.

I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her.
My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.

Another's. She will be another's. Like my kisses before.
Her void. Her bright body. Her infinite eyes.

I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her. 
Love is so short, forgetting is so long.

Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms
my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.

Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer
and these the last verses that I write for her. 

Pablo Neruda

Wednesday, 1 October 2008

Quotes by Joseph Brodsky

"Man is what he reads."

"Every writing career starts as a personal quest for sainthood, for self-betterment. Sooner or later, and as a rule quite soon, a man discovers that his pen accomplishes a lot more than his soul."

"How delightful to find a friend in everyone."

"It is well to read everything of something, and something of everything."

Quotes by Robert Frost

"Half the world is composed of people who have something to say and can't, and the other half who have nothing to say and keep on saying it."

"The world is full of willing people; some willing to work, the rest willing to let them."

"There is the fear that we shan't prove worthy in the eyes of someone who knows us at least as well as we know ourselves. That is the fear of God. And there is the fear of Man-fear that men won't understand us and we shall be cut off from them."

"To be social is to be forgiving."

Wednesday, 17 September 2008

Need to rise.......

Here I stand tall,
free of fear.
I shall grow high beyond the sky.

My hands feel free to act,
I play the role in this world,
to look through my strengths
to grow beyond the most
eternal existing power.

Tuesday, 16 September 2008

Join the world....to conquer it

Try to rise above these ashes,
before the sun down
Try to move away from these shelters,
to feel the cool breeze.

Hear the voices from universe
and let your life change forever,

You are welcome to rule the world.

road to choose

Let us take things together
and so higher that
only the one who reaches can make out those.

Let our journeys become free of obstacles
that destination comes running.
Let us enjoy the freedom of path
Let our search for a new path be alive.

Let us make this journey together,
What if we have two different roads to take.