They are like food for the soul. So, we were talking about soulmates, loneliness, fear...This week I want you to share your favorite poem. It can be in your language. I'm going to share my favorite poem, one of them of course and you're always welcome to return to this blog and share another poem. But if you have to single out one poem, what would it be? Please feel free to put your favorite poem and share with other readers.
Thank you!
Mine would have to be "Nocturno a Rosario by Manuel Acuna
it's way too long to post it though.
subreg123 7 months ago
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
VisionGrindTv 8 months ago
There are so many... but there is a general current of poetry that, through the ages, attempts to express that inexplicable restlessness of one's soul, when in fact, as "beasts of bone and blood" we should apparently be as self-satisfied as fowls in the air or fishes in the deep. This little anonymous poem of the 13th or 14th century says it best:
Fowels in the frith,
The fisses in the flod,
And i mon wax wod.
Much sorw I walke with
for beste of bon and blod.
["wax wod" = "grow mad"]
middleoftheway 2 years ago
"In this part of the story I am the one who
Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you,
Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood"
Pablo Neruda
abmars20 2 years ago 2
i want to share with you this poem named alone by edgar allan poe From childhood's hour I have not been As others were; I have not seen As others saw; I could not bring My passions from a common spring. From the same source I have not taken My sorrow; I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone; And all I loved, I loved alone.
NocturnePerson 2 years ago
dorileona 2 years ago
A Poem
by Nichita Stãnescu
Tell me, if I caught you one day
and kissed the sole of your foot,
wouldn't you limp a little then,
afraid to crush my kiss?...
klaula 2 years ago 2
Menos mal no esmagado ,repetitivo e fabricado espaço psi , do indivíduo no mundo superpovoado: Antes Paulo Coelho que Adolf Hitler.
miguelmouta 2 years ago
Arte poetica-Jorge Luis Borgues!
rosec20 2 years ago
Muchas gracias querida Piar por tus lindas palabras!!!
Que tengas un bello día lleno de alegría y bendiciones!!!
Con todo mi cariño,
tu amiga que te quiere mucho,
Anita
aninapaytan66 2 years ago