domingo, 13 de mayo de 2012
sábado, 12 de mayo de 2012
Nunca Dejes de Soñar
No dejes que termine el día sin haber crecido un poco,
sin haber sido feliz, sin haber aumentado tus sueños.
No te dejes vencer por el desaliento.
No permitas que nadie te quite el derecho a expresarte,
que es casi un deber.
No abandones las ansias de hacer de tu vida algo
extraordinario.
No dejes de creer que las palabras,
las poesías sí pueden cambiar el mundo.
Pase lo que pase nuestra alma está intacta.
Somos seres llenos de pasión.
La vida es desierto y oasis.
Nos derriba, nos lastima, nos enseña,
nos convierte en protagonistas de nuestra propia historia.
Aunque el viento sople en contra,
la poderosa obra continúa:
Tú puedes aportar una estrofa.
No dejes nunca de soñar,
porque en sueños es libre el hombre.
No caigas en el peor de los errores: el silencio.
La mayoría vive en un silencio espantoso.
No te resignes. Huye.
"Emito mis alaridos por los techos de este mundo",
dice el poeta.
Valora la belleza de las cosas simples.
Se puede hacer bella poesía sobre pequeñas cosas,
pero no podemos remar en contra de nosotros mismos.
Eso transforma la vida en un infierno.
Disfruta del pánico que te provoca tener la vida por delante.
Vívela intensamente, sin mediocridad.
Piensa que en ti está el futuro y,
encara la tarea con orgullo y sin miedo.
Aprende de quienes puedan enseñarte.
Las experiencias de quienes nos precedieron,
de nuestros "poetas muertos",
te ayudan a caminar por la vida.
La sociedad de hoy somos nosotros, los "poetas vivos".
No permitas que la vida te pase a ti sin que la vivas ....
Aunque el viento sople en contra,
la poderosa obra continúa...
No dejes nunca de soñar,
porque en sueños es libre el hombre.
*Walt Whitman
Desire
A lover knows only humility, he has no choice.
He steals into your alley at night, he has no choice.
He longs to kiss every lock of your hair, don't fret,
he has no choice.
In his frenzied love for you, he longs to break the chains of his imprisonment,
he has no choice.
He steals into your alley at night, he has no choice.
He longs to kiss every lock of your hair, don't fret,
he has no choice.
In his frenzied love for you, he longs to break the chains of his imprisonment,
he has no choice.
A lover asked his beloved:
- Do you love yourself more than you love me?
Beloved replied: I have died to myself and I live for you.
I've disappeared from myself and my attributes,
I am present only for you.
I've forgotten all my learnings,
but from knowing you I've become a scholar.
I've lost all my strength, but from your power I am able.
I love myself...I love you.
I love you...I love myself.
I am your lover, come to my side,
I will open the gate to your love.
Come settle with me, let us be neighbours to the stars.
You have been hiding so long, endlessly drifting in the sea of my love.
Even so, you have always been connected to me.
Concealed, revealed, in the unknown, in the un-manifest.
I am life itself.
You have been a prisoner of a little pond,
I am the ocean and its turbulent flood.
Come merge with me,
leave this world of ignorance.
Be with me, I will open the gate to your love.
I desire you more than food or drink
My body my senses my mind hunger for your taste
I can sense your presence in my heart
although you belong to all the world
I wait with silent passïon for one gesture one glance
from you.
Are You Lonesome Tonight,
Are you lonesome tonight,
Do you miss me tonight?
Are you sorry we drifted apart?
Does your memory stray to a brighter sunny day,
When I kissed you and called you sweetheart?
Do the chairs in your parlor seem empty and bare?
Do you gaze at your doorstep and picture me there?
Is your heart filled with pain, shall I come back again?
Tell me dear, are you lonesome tonight?
I wonder if you're lonesome tonight
You know someone said that the world's a stage
And each must play a part.
Fate had me playing in love you as my sweet heart.
Act one was when we met, I loved you at first glance
You read your line so cleverly and never missed a cueT
then came act two, You seemed to change and you acted strange
And why I'll never know. Honey, you lied when you said you loved me
And I had no cause to doubt you. But I'd rather go on hearing your lies
Than go on living without you.
Now the stage is bare and I'm standing there
With emptiness all around And if you won't come back to me
Then make them bring the curtain down.
Is your heart filled with pain, shall I come back again?
Tell me dear, are you lonesome tonight?
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