Poets corner.

city · Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 3:14 pm Post subject:

One of my absolute favourites.
Now that I read it again, I think you could also apply it to the situation in Cyprus.... Or maybe not?

One (by Bono, U2)

Is it getting better, or do you feel the same?
Will it make it easier on you, now you got someone to blame?
You say one love, one life, when it's one need in the night.
One love, we get to share it
Leaves you baby if you don't care for it.

Did I disappoint you or leave a bad taste in your mouth?
You act like you never had love and you want me to go without.
Well, it's too late tonight to drag the past out into the light.
We're one, but we're not the same.
We get to carry each other, carry each other... one

Have you come here for forgiveness,
Have you come to raise the dead
Have you come here to play Jesus to the lepers in your head
Did I ask too much, more than a lot
You gave me nothing, now it's all I got.
We're one, but we're not the same.
Well, we hurt each other, then we do it again.

You say love is a temple, love a higher law
Love is a temple, love the higher law.
You ask me to enter, but then you make me crawl
And I can't be holding on to what you got, when all you got is hurt.

One love, one blood, one life, you got to do what you should.
One life with each other: sisters, brothers.
One life, but we're not the same.
We get to carry each other, carry each other.
One, one.

cannedmoose · Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 11:43 pm Post subject:

Bananiot · Deputy Joined: 13 Aug 2005 Posts: 1214 Location: Nicosia

Vromiko toixos, cheers.

Birkibrisli · Deputy Joined: 29 Aug 2005 Posts: 1404 Location: Australia

A small plea from my favorite poet:

PLEA

This country shaped like the head of a mare
Coming full gallop from far off Asia
To stretch into the Mediterranean
THIS COUNTRY IS OURS.

Bloody wrists, clenched teeth
bare feet,
Land like a precious silk carpet
THIS HELL, THIS PARADISE IS OURS.

Let the doors be shut that belong to others
Let them never open again
Do away with the enslaving of man by man
THIS PLEA IS OURS.

To live! Like a tree alone and free
Like a forest in brotherhood
THIS YEARNING IS OURS.

Nazim Hikmet
(1902-1963)

Birkibrisli · Deputy Joined: 29 Aug 2005 Posts: 1404 Location: Australia

Nazim Hikmet Died in exile in Russia in 1963.
Various requests for his remains to be brought to Turkey and buried according to this wish has been denied by various governments... Crying or Very sad

LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT

Comrades, if I don't live to see the day
- I mean,if I die before freedom comes -
take me away
and bury me in a village cemetery in Anatolia.

The worker Osman whom Hassan Bey ordered shot
can lie on one side of me, and on the other side
the martyr Aysha, who gave birth in the rye
and died inside of forty days.

Tractors and songs can pass below the cemetery -
in the dawn light, new people, the smell of burnt gasoline,
fields held in common, water in canals,
no drought or fear of the police.

Of course, we won't hear those songs:
the dead lie stretched out underground
and rot like black branches,
deaf, dumb, and blind under the earth.

But, I sang those songs
before they were written,
I smelled the burnt gasoline
before the blueprints for the tractors were drawn.

As for my neighbors,
the worker Osman and the martyr Aysha,
they felt the great longing while alive,
maybe without even knowing it.

Comrades, if I die before that day, I mean
- and it's looking more and more likely -
bury me in a village cemetery in Anatolia,
and if there's one handy,
a plane tree could stand at my head,
I wouldn't need a stone or anything.

Nazim Hikmet, 27 April 1953
Moscow, Barviha Hospital

Bananiot · Deputy Joined: 13 Aug 2005 Posts: 1214 Location: Nicosia

Excellent staff, Birkibrisli, from a worthy son of Turkey.

Dream_Merchant · Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2006 8:12 pm Post subject:

Bananiot · Deputy Joined: 13 Aug 2005 Posts: 1214 Location: Nicosia

Really? Not many people do. I think its a beautiful song, with excellent lyrics.

Birkibrisli · Deputy Joined: 29 Aug 2005 Posts: 1404 Location: Australia

zan · Mukhtar/is Joined: 31 Dec 2005 Posts: 962

Great contributions Bir, keep em comin.

TAIL SONG

We can't come together, our ways are different
You're a butcher's cat, I'm an alley cat
Your food comes in a tin bowl
Mine is in the lion's mouth
You dream of love, I of a bone

But your way isn't easy either, brother
It's no easy job
To lick the man's hand every damn day

Orhan Veli Kanik

Alexios · Mukhtar/is Joined: 20 Oct 2005 Posts: 976

"Part of you may live alone inside,
like a stone at the bottom of a well"

This is one of the best poetic metaphors that i have read in years....

Alexios · Mukhtar/is Joined: 20 Oct 2005 Posts: 976

Birkibrisli · Deputy Joined: 29 Aug 2005 Posts: 1404 Location: Australia

And this one is for you,dear Alexios...

I buy old clothes.
I buy old clothes and cut them into stars.
Music is the food of love.
I love music.

I write poetry.
I write poetry and buy old clothes.
I sell old clothes and buy music;
If I could also be a fish in a bottle of booze...

Orhan Veli

Birkibrisli · Deputy Joined: 29 Aug 2005 Posts: 1404 Location: Australia

for "booze" substitute "zivania" Exclamation

Birkibrisli · Deputy Joined: 29 Aug 2005 Posts: 1404 Location: Australia