Thursday, November 27, 2008

ကဗ်ာခ်စ္သူညီအကိုေမာင္ႏွမေတြအတြက္ နီရူဒါရဲ့ကဗ်ာႏွစ္ပုဒ္တင္ထားေပးပါတယ္။
ၾကိဳက္ႏွစ္သက္ၾကလိမ့္မယ္လို႔ေမွ်ာ္လင့္ပါတယ္။ အားလပ္ရက္ေတြမွာေပ်ာ္ရႊင္ႏူိင္ၾက
The Enemy

My old enemy came to visit
today: a man hermetically sealed
in his truth, like a castle
or strong-box,
with his own style of breathing
and a singular sword-play
sedulously stropped to draw blood.

I saw the years in his face:
the eyes of tired water,
the lines of his loneliness
that had lifted his temples
little by little to consummate self-love.

We chatted a while in
broad mid-day, in windy
explosions that scattered
the sun on all sides and struck at the sky.
But the man showed me only
his new set of keys, his one
way to all doors. Inside him,
I think he was silent,
indivisibly silent:
the flint of his soul
stayed impenetrable.

I thought of that stingy integrity
hopelessly buried, with power
to harm only himself;
and within me I knew
my own crude truths shamed,

So we talked—each of us
honing his steely convictions,
each tempered by time:
two blind men defending
their individual darknesses.

Pablo Neruda “World’s End” (1969)

From your hips to your feet
I want to make a long journey.

I am smaller than an insect.

I go along these hills,
They are the color of oats,
They are slender tracks
that only I know,
burnt centimeters,
pale perspectives.

Here there is a mountain.
I will never get out of it.
Oh what giant moss!
And a crater, a rose
of dampened fire!

Down your legs I come
spinning a spiral
or sleeping en route
and I come to your knees
of round hardness
as to the hard peaks
of a bright continent.

I slide toward your feet,
to the eight openings
of your sharp, slow,
peninsular toes,
and from them to the void
of the white sheet
I fall, seeking blind
and hungry your contour
of burning cup!

Love Poem of Pablo Neruda


ပ်ဴႏုိင္ငံ said...

ကုိေဆာင္းေရ ကဗ်ာေတြ မွ်ေ၀တာ ေက်းဇူးပါ။

mirror said...

အထဲမွာက ဒီလုိကဗ်ာေတြဖတ္ဖုိ႔ ထင္သေလာက္မလြယ္ဘူးအစ္ကုိရ
ခုလုိမွ်ေ၀ေပးတာ ေက်းဇူးအထူးတင္ေၾကာင္းပါ



thanks for sharing!!!
big God bless!!