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Lord Teach us How to Love-Sonnet
Lord, teach us how to love, how to forgive,
Please teach us how to live as You would do,
To care for friends each day, fresh hope to give,
For we are one, with Christ hidden in You.
We are all Yours, Your kids, You made us all,
Let's find the peace on earth that You proclaimed,
Beggars or kings, the same, the great, the small,
You knew us before we were even named.
There is no red, yellow, no black, or white,
We walk the same roads under the same skies,
We all are longing for freedom and light,
Together where our spirit never dies.
Until then, we pray to You, dear Father,
Teach us how to live loving each other.
poem by Marius Alexandru (January 2023)
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Elohim
In heaven and earth,
there's no one greater,
Who can count Your worth,
Elohim,
The Almighty Creator?
At Your very words,
have been born all things,
animal and birds,
days and nights,
winters, summers, falls, and springs.
We can see Your hand,
still at work today,
healing our sick land,
if we follow in Your Truth
and Your Way.
Through trials and pains,
Our safe guide You are,
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poem by Marius Alexandru (January 2023)
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Dragonfly Silhouette in the Sun
Dragonfly dances ballet,
silhouette in the pale sun,
gracious and free,
with wings befog of motions,
glides upon the warm zephyr
a magical vision of beauty.
A waltz of colors and movements,
it threads enchantments on the viewer.
With each murmur and flutter of wings
it paints a unique and alive painting;
Dragonfly silhouette in the sun.
poem by Marius Alexandru (2023)
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In vain [În zadar]
I watch the moon, but it's in vain,
And in my sorrow, so insane,
I'm sighing for I want him still;
But he is gone – moon needs to rest
And with its ray, sweet, bright and blessed,
Is setting now behind the hill.
poem by Veronica Micle, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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O, poetry, refined, divine [Frumoasă sfântă poezie]
O, poetry, refined, divine,
Which were my God, my only goal,
Your pleasurable vain design
How much was cherished by my soul!
When I grew up like any child
You were my idol from the start,
I was dynamic, I was wild,
And I adored your subtle art.
Then, for my piety was deep
And your myth wanted to pursue,
Although you were so vain and cheap
I sacrificed my soul to you.
poem by Veronica Micle, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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Jesus In Cell
Last night Jesus entered my cell.
Oh, how sad was Christ, how tall!
The moon entered after him the cell,
and made Him taller and sadder, I recall.
His hands were like lilies on graves,
Eyes as deep as forests' lands,
The moon threw silver on his garments in waves,
silvering His big, pierced hands.
I got up from under the old, gray blanket of mine:
- God, where do you come from? From what age, tell me, please?
Jesus gently put a finger to His mouth as a sign,
motioned for me to be quiet and at ease...
He sat next to me on the mat full of dust...
- Put your hand on my wounds, on my veins,
On his ankles were shadows of wounds and rust,
It was as if he had once worn chains...
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poem by Radu Gyr, translated by Marius Alexandru
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Shall I Wait Till I Understand Pablo Neruda
Perchance I happened to meet
One editor of a newspaper big
In conversation I told him
About my interest in writing
In Odia and in English do I write
And conveyed my wish
To get them published.
Asked he me some questions
To gauge my knowledge depth
Ma'm! Have you read
Jayanta Mohapatra and Pablo Neruda?
I am a casual writer
Not a person who has read much
Limited is my knowledge in literature
Yes, Great Poems one or two I have read
From Jayanta Mohapatra and Pablo Neruda
To be frank
I could not fully comprehend
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poem by Bharati Nayak from Book-Words Are Such Perfect Traitors (2016)
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On the skies {Pe ceruri]
On the skies moon climbs anew
To its light I raise my brow
And my thought is tracing you
On the road where you are now.
You're a vagrant, it goes by
Like the life and worldly things,
To this earth few moments tie
Our short love with dainty strings.
You, this moon so proud and cool,
How I'd like to stop, my friend,
And enraptured, like a fool,
To behold you years on end.
poem by Veronica Micle, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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Don't cry [Nu plânge]
Don't cry for I deny your face,
And that I leave you do not cry...
The time has come to change my place,
The time has come to say goodbye.
A chain is breaking, which was strong,
As if a thread were teared by force;
When fate seems terrible and wrong,
In vain you try to change its course.
And nothing in the world around
Can bring us back what was before
And the sweet love, true and profound,
That we two shared in days of yore.
Goodbye, you'll be alright, I know,
Your soul will fly like a white dove...
New lovers come when old flames go
And you'll forget my fervent love.
poem by Veronica Micle, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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Tears and tears [Lcrime şi lacrime]
Stop your crying, curb your fears,
Heart unlucky and profane,
Through your big and bloody tears
Never heals or disappears
My deep wound and my great pain.
Pain that's burning like a flame
In my chest, but without smoke,
Where the sorrow quickly came,
Dripping bitter gall and shame,
On my neck to put a yoke.
Ah! And keep this in your mind
That the flame which spoils my glee
Through some vows sincere and kind
A tear burning and refined
Of sweet love has lit in me.
poem by Veronica Micle, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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