Ode to your beauty / Pablo Neruda

With chaste heart, and pure
eyes
I celebrate you, my beauty,
restraining my blood
so that the line
surges and follows
your contour,
and you bed yourself in my verse,
as in woodland, or wave-spume:
earth’s perfume,
sea’s music.

Nakedly beautiful,
whether it is your feet, arching
at a primal touch
of sound or breeze,
or your ears,
tiny spiral shells
from the splendour of America’s oceans.
Your breasts also,
of equal fullness, overflowing
with the living light
and, yes,
winged
your eyelids of silken corn
that disclose
or enclose
the deep twin landscapes of your eyes.

The line of your back
separating you
falls away into paler regions
then surges
to the smooth hemispheres
of an apple,
and goes splitting
your loveliness
into two pillars
of burnt gold, pure alabaster,
to be lost in the twin clusters of your feet,
from which, once more, lifts and takes fire
the double tree of your symmetry:
flower of fire, open circle of candles,
swollen fruit raised
over the meeting of earth and ocean.

Your body – from what substances
agate, quartz, ears of wheat,
did it flow, was it gathered,
rising like bread
in the warmth,
and signalling hills
silvered,
valleys of a single petal, sweetnesses
of velvet depth,
until the pure, fine, form of woman
thickened
and rested there?

It is not so much light that falls
over the world
extended by your body
its suffocating snow,
as brightness, pouring itself out of you,
as if you were
burning inside.

Under your skin the moon is alive.

Love grew up in me

Love grew up in me
like the moon between two palm-trees
that have never embraced each other.

The intimate murmur of two bodies
made the cooing the sea-swell brings,
but the voice and throat go stiffed,
the lips turned to stone.

So... I am silent.

The longing to encircle you
keeps me alive,
and my arms’ desire to reach out
and grasp you hard...

So hard and so close that we can exchange our heartbeats.

Love and the moon passed
and devoured my lonely body.
And I am the ghost who searches
for you and utters your name in dreams

from far... So far that you can't hear...

Whisper of Heart......Goodbye Again / John Denver

Today I am going to post a song by John Denver, the following composition makes me feel if you want to go away from someone, but that person constantly comes to you... in thoughts... in dreams... you recall the time spent with her and you unconsciously get surprised if someone utters her name... now I can recall a couple of lines from a great poet before I go to the composition of John Denever. The couplet is like,

Bechain wo hi nahi, bequaraar mai bhi hoon,
aur zabaan kehti hai k saaraa kasoor usaka thaa,
zamiir kehtaa hai k zimmedaar mai bhi hoon.

[ Not only that person is restless, I also am equally desperate. And the tongue says that she/he is the guilty. But the heart says that I also am responsible.]



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It’s five o’clock this morning, and the sun is on the rise
There’s frosting on the window pane, and sorrow in your eyes
The stars are fading quietly, the night is nearly gone
And so you turn away from me, and tears begin to come

And it’s goodbye again, I’m sorry to be leavin’ you
Goodbye again, as if you didn’t know
It’s goodbye again, and I wish you could tell me
Why do we always fight when I have to go

It seems a shame to leave you now, the days are soft and warm
I long to lay me down again, to hold you in my arms
I long to kiss the tears away, give you back the smile
Other voices beckon me, to go a little while

And it’s goodbye again, I’m sorry to be leavin’ you
Goodbye again, as if you didn’t know
It’s goodbye again, and I wish you could tell me
Why do we always fight when I have to go

Have to go and see some friends of mine, some that I don’t know
Some who aren’t familiar with my name,
It’s something that’s inside of me not hard to understand
It’s anyone who listens to me sing

And if your hours are empty now, who am I to blame
You think if I were always here, our love would be the same
As it is the time we have, is worth the time alone
And lying by your side, the greatest peace I’ve ever known

But it’s goodbye again, I’m sorry to be leavin’ you
Goodbye again, as if you didn’t know
It’s goodbye again, and I wish you could tell me
Why do we always fight when I have to go