..poetry's most powerful lines ever written...

pelicano

I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,

in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

'Sonnet XVII', Pablo Neruda

hiddenfigure

seribulan replied at 26-3-2017 09:58 PM
Bent double, like old beggars under sacks, / Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through slud ...

My favourite poem too. Xsuka pemilihan The Light Brigade sebagai salah satu sajak tingkatan 4. Romanticizing war

reginagrace

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.


- Dylan Thomas

reginagrace

Slowly, silently, now the moon

Walks the night in her silver shoon;

This way, and that, she peers, and sees

Silver fruit upon silver trees;

- Walter de la Mare

seribulan

      “Be still, sad heart! and cease repining;
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall”  
  ―    Henry Wadsworth Longfellow,          Ballads and Other Poems   

seribulan

      “The More Loving One

Looking up at the stars, I know quite well
That, for all they care, I can go to hell,
But on earth indifference is the least
We have to dread from man or beast.

How should we like it were stars to burn
With a passion for us we could not return?
If equal affection cannot be,
Let the more loving one be me.

Admirer as I think I am
Of stars that do not give a damn,
I cannot, now I see them, say
I missed one terribly all day.

Were all stars to disappear or die,
I should learn to look at an empty sky
And feel its total dark sublime,
Though this might take me a little time.”  
  ―    W.H. Auden,          Collected Shorter Poems, 1927-1957   

pelicano

seribulan

      “Y algo golpeaba en mi alma,
fiebre o alas perdidas,
y me fui haciendo solo,
descifrando
aquella quemadura
y escribí la primera línea vaga,
vaga, sin cuerpo, pura,
tontería
pura sabiduría
del que no sabe nada,
y vi de pronto
el cielo
desgranado
y abierto.”  
  ―    Pablo Neruda,          Isla Negra: A Notebook   

seribulan

      “LIBERTY!
FREEDOM!
DEMOCRACY!
True anyhow no matter how many
Liars use those words.”  
  ―    Langston Hughes

seribulan

      “the bouquet

Between me and the world
you are a bay, a sail
the faithful ends of a rope
you are a fountain, a wind,
a shrill childhood cry.

Between me and the world
you are a picture frame, a window
a field covered in wildflowers
you are a breath, a bed,
a night that keeps the stars company.

Between me and the world,
you are a calendar, a compass
a ray of light that slips through the gloom
you are a biographical sketch, a book mark
a preface that comes at the end.

between me and the world
you are a gauze curtain, a mist
a lamp shining in my dreams
you are a bamboo flute, a song without words
a closed eyelid carved in stone.

Between me and the world
you are a chasm, a pool
an abyss plunging down
you are a balustrade, a wall
a shield’s eternal pattern.”  
  ―    Bei Dao

kakiseboksebok

One of my favourite poem.

"Aku ingin mencintaimu dengan sederhana
Seperti kata yang tak sempat diucapkan kayu kepada api yang menjadikannya abu
Aku ingin mencintaimu dengan sederhana
Seperti isyarat yang tak sempat dikirimkan awan kepada hujan yang menjadikannya tiada"

Aku Ingin- Sapardi Djoko Damono

LMH_NIR

i suka most of the poem by Maya Angelou..

I know why the caged bird sings by Maya Angelou

A free bird leaps on the back
Of the wind and floats downstream
Till the current ends and dips his wing
In the orange suns rays
And dares to claim the sky.

But a BIRD that stalks down his narrow cage
Can seldom see through his bars of rage
His wings are clipped and his feet are tied
So he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings with a fearful trill
Of things unknown but longed for still
And his tune is heard on the distant hill for
The caged bird sings of freedom.

The free bird thinks of another breeze
And the trade winds soft through
The sighing trees
And the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright
Lawn and he names the sky his own.

But a caged BIRD stands on the grave of dreams
His shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
His wings are clipped and his feet are tied
So he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings with
A fearful trill of things unknown
But longed for still and his
Tune is heard on the distant hill
For the caged bird sings of freedom.

nafizzz

Hamka
“Bila kemiskinan berada di ambang pintu, cinta lari melalui tingkap”.


Samuel Taylor Coleridge
"To Meet To Love To Part
is a sad tale in many a human heart"

seribulan

The weight of the world / is love / Under the burden / of solitude, / under the burden / of dissatisfaction / the weight, / the weight we carry / is love
'Song', Allen Ginsberg

farhana008

Dr pak mario

reginagrace

You have brains in your head you have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose.” ― Dr. Seuss, Oh, The Places You'll Go!

reginagrace

On Waterloo Bridge with the wind in my hair
I am tempted to skip. You’re a fool. I don’t care.
the head does its best but the heart is the boss-
I admit it before I am halfway across.


Wendy Cope

golden_rose

"Two roads diverged in a wood, and I - / I took the one less traveled by, / And that has made all the difference."

The Road Not Taken, Robert Frost

golden_rose

"How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. / I love thee to the depth and breadth and height / My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight / For the ends of being and ideal grace."

How Do I Love Thee?, Elizabeth Barrett Browning

golden_rose

"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? / Thou art more lovely and more temperate"

Sonnet 18, William Shakespeare