Wednesday, August 9, 2017

" No, Dont say a word"

No, Dont say a word


No, Don't Say a Word
No, don't say a word.
Expecting what your
Veiled mouth will say
Is hearing it already.
Hearing it is better
Than what you would actually say
Which doesn't come from the flower
Of the sentences nor of the days.
It's better if you
Don't say a word, it being
The gracefulness of your nude body
That although unseen, is seen.
No, don't say a word.
No, don't say a word.
Pessoa

Wisdom of Tao

Wisdom of Tao
Who knows how white attracts,
Yet always keeps himself within black's shade,
The pattern of humility displayed,
Displayed in view of all beneath the sky;
He in the unchanging excellence arrayed,
Endless return to man's first state has made.

Who knows how glory shines,
Yet loves disgrace, nor e'er for it is pale;
Behold his presence in a spacious vale,
To which men come from all beneath the sky.
The unchanging excellence completes its tale;
The simple infant man in him we hail.

Tuesday, August 8, 2017

Osip...307

Osip 307


You took away all the oceans and all the rooms You gave me my shoe-size in earth with bars around it. Where did it get you ? Nowhere. you left me my lips, and they shape words even in silence.

Sunday, August 6, 2017

Never shame a woman

Never shame a woman

Never Shame a Woman
Never ever shame a woman
for the fire in her soul
still your fear that you're unable
to give that which makes her whole
Never ever shame a woman
for the fierceness of her love
when she wants to subjugate you
she's an eagle, not your dove
Never ever shame a woman
for her raging burning need
to take in that which inflames her
bond and let her soul be freed
Never ever shame a woman
for insatiable desire
use your all to give and please her
be a man and stoke her fire
Never ever shame a woman
for her sensual appetite
primal cravings that possess her
give her reign at day or night
Never ever shame a woman
when she moans in ecstasy
do not force her into silence
let her voice her fantasy
Never ever shame a woman
for her wanton sultry way
thank the heavens that she's able
to bring passion into play
Never ever shame a woman
for the pleasure that she craves
be a man and strive to sate her
for this act her honor saves
Eileen Manassian

A poetry from spain

A poetry from spain

The Dove
(Se equivocó la paloma)
The dove was wrong.
The dove was mistaken.
To travel north she flew south,
Believing the wheat was water.
Believing the sea was sky,
That the night was dawn.
That the stars were dew,
That the heat was snowfall.
Your skirt your blouse,
Your heart your home.
(She fell asleep on the shore,
You at the tip of a branch.)
By Rafael Alberti
( Spain)

My love

My Love

I Have been Pierced by the Arrow of Love

I have been pierced by the arrow of love,
what shall I do ?
I can neither live, nor can I die
Listen ye to my ceaseless outpourings,
I have peace neither by night, nor by day
I cannot do without my Beloved even for a moment
I have been pierced by the arrow of love,
what shall I do ?
The fire of separation is unceasing !
Let someone take care of my love
How can I be saved without seeing him?
I have been pierced by the arrow of love,
what shall I do ?

Saturday, August 5, 2017

The Tao

The Tao

We look at it, and we do not see it, and we name it 'the
Equable.' We listen to it, and we do not hear it, and we name it 'the
Inaudible.' We try to grasp it, and do not get hold of it, and we
name it 'the Subtle.' With these three qualities, it cannot be made
the subject of description; and hence we blend them together and
obtain The One.
The Tao