All Poems
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The God Abandons Antony
© Constantine Cavafy
When suddenly, at midnight, you hear
an invisible procession going by
with exquisite music, voices,
don't mourn your luck that's failing now,
In Church
© Constantine Cavafy
I love the church: its labara,
its silver vessels, its candleholders,
the lights, the ikons, the pulpit.
Candles
© Constantine Cavafy
The days of our future stand in front of us
like a row of little lit candles --
golden, warm, and lively little candles.
An Old Man
© Constantine Cavafy
At the back of the noisy café
bent over a table sits an old man;
a newspaper in front of him, without company.
Waiting For The Barbarians
© Constantine Cavafy
Because the barbarians are coming today.
What laws can the senators make now?
Once the barbarians are here, they'll do the legislating.
Ithaka
© Constantine Cavafy
And if you find her poor, Ithaka won't have fooled you.
Wise as you will have become, so full of experience,
you'll have understood by then what these Ithakas mean.
Exiles
© Constantine Cavafy
It goes on being Alexandria still. Just walk a bit
along the straight road that ends at the Hippodrome
and you'll see palaces and monuments that will amaze you.
Whatever war-damage it's suffered,
Footsteps
© Constantine Cavafy
On an ebony bed decorated
with coral eagles, sound asleep lies
Nero -- unconscious, quiet, and blissful;
thriving in the vigor of flesh,
and in the splendid power of youth.
Choose your obsessions...
© Siddharth Anand
Choose your obsessions
For they are unworthy possessions;
They are the weeds,
You; yourself choose to grow.
Some seeds are rotten..
Still you keep them, them, you dont throw.
Mystic Lady....
© Siddharth Anand
I search for love and find my soul
With you, my love, I am whole
And the mystic love that binds us
Reminds me of divinity.
All or Nothing
© Siddharth Anand
All or Nothing
The final race. the final decision
All disgrace or fortune all
Either I fall or I stand tall;
Hope
© Siddharth Anand
Do you believe, in what you see
do you believe in reality
do you believe in the sun thats bright
do you believe in the stars in the night
Soulstrong;/breakaway
© Siddharth Anand
Abandon the past
Throw away the baggage
Suffer no more. avast(stop now)
The Survivor
© Primo Levi
Once more he sees his companions' faces
Livid in the first faint light,
Gray with cement dust,
Nebulous in the mist,
Shema
© Primo Levi
You who live secure
In your warm houses
Who return at evening to find
Hot food and friendly faces:
Reveille
© Primo Levi
Now we have found our homes again,
Our bellies are full,
We're through telling the story.
It's time. Soon we'll hear again
The strange command:
'Wstawac'
La Regina Avrillouse
© Ezra Pound
Lady of rich allure,
Queen of the spring's embrace,
Your arms are long like boughs of ash,
Mid laugh-broken streams, spirit of rain unsure,
Quies
© Ezra Pound
This is another of our ancient loves.
Pass and be silent, Rullus, for the day
Hath lacked a something since this lady passed;
Hath lacked a something. 'Twas but marginal.
In Tempore Senectutis
© Ezra Pound
When I am old
I will not have you look apart
From me, into the cold,
Friend of my heart,
Sub Mare
© Ezra Pound
It is, and is not, I am sane enough,
Since you have come this place has hovered round me,
This fabrication built of autumn roses,
Then there's a goldish colour, different.
