ANOTHER LOVE POEM <\/p>\n
In deed,
\nI am a lamp misread in a waxed night
\nAs the tenebrosity deliquesces
\nI turn to be
\nInfructuous and useless.<\/p>\n
Yet, I feel
\nYour chilled and impregnable perceptions
\nLook for my benign presence ever
\nIn each of its disclaimer
\nAnd abnegations .<\/p>\n
But why?
\nWhy ? and What for?
\nWhen you take me to be impalpable
\nand insubstantial insignificant,
\nyet trivial and meager?<\/p>\n
Wish you realise
\nThat Godhead experienced through extoling hymns
\nIs not the same as that in a total abdication
\nand ductile submission.
\nSo also that a lover\u2019s protrait in a framed art in frigidity
\nIs never as like a live-in lover as in reality.<\/p>\n
Oh my dear!
\nI am often confused
\nIf you know the gentle law of living
\nThat the world is a spheroid
\nAnd every end meets here a new beginning.
\nIn as much as
\nEvery fire tends to turn to smudges for a next regeneration
\nAnd deep dark night fades away
\nleaving pace to a new dawn.<\/p>\n
May what so ever be in mind
\nMay what so ever be the confusion
\nWish I go with a deep sleep
\nIn your extended arms
\nWhere in lieu of love I would opt to forget my depression<\/p>\n
Oh my love!
\nMay the world sleep with me in consolation.<\/p>\n
Copyright@Rajashree Mohapatra
\nBhubaneswar, India<\/p>\n
Translated into Portuguese by Taghrid Bou Merhi<\/p>\n
MAIS UM POEMA DE AMOR<\/p>\n
De fato,
\nEu sou uma l\u00e2mpada mal interpretada em uma noite encerada
\n\u00c0 medida que a tenebrosidade deliquesce
\neu viro a ser
\nInfrut\u00edfero e in\u00fatil.<\/p>\n
Ainda assim, sinto
\nSuas percep\u00e7\u00f5es geladas e inexpugn\u00e1veis
\nProcure minha presen\u00e7a benigna de sempre
\nEm cada um de seus avisos
\nE abnega\u00e7\u00f5es.<\/p>\n
Mas por que?
\nPor qu\u00ea ? e para qu\u00ea?
\nQuando voc\u00ea me leva para ser impalp\u00e1vel
\ne insubstancial insignificante,
\nainda trivial e escasso?<\/p>\n
Desejo que voc\u00ea perceba
\nque a Divindade experimentou atrav\u00e9s de hinos de exalta\u00e7\u00e3o
\nN\u00e3o \u00e9 o mesmo que em uma abdica\u00e7\u00e3o total
\ne submiss\u00e3o d\u00factil.
\nAssim tamb\u00e9m o retrato de um amante numa arte emoldurada na frigidez
\nNunca \u00e9 t\u00e3o como um amante como na realidade.<\/p>\n
Oh meu querido!
\nMuitas vezes estou confuso
\nSe voc\u00ea conhece a lei suave de viver
\nQue o mundo \u00e9 um esfer\u00f3ide
\nE todo fim encontra aqui um novo come\u00e7o.
\nEm quanto
\nTodo fogo tende a se transformar em manchas para uma pr\u00f3xima regenera\u00e7\u00e3o
\nE a noite escura profunda desaparece
\ndeixando o ritmo para um novo amanhecer.<\/p>\n
Que o que sempre esteja em mente
\nQue seja sempre a confus\u00e3o
\nDesejo que eu v\u00e1 com um sono profundo
\nem seus bra\u00e7os estendidos
\nOnde ao inv\u00e9s de amor eu optaria por esquecer minha depress\u00e3o<\/p>\n
Oh meu amor!
\nQue o mundo durma comigo em consola\u00e7\u00e3o.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
ANOTHER LOVE POEM In deed, I am a lamp misread in a waxed night As the tenebrosity deliquesces I turn to be Infructuous and useless. Yet, I feel Your chilled and impregnable perceptions Look for my benign presence ever In each of its disclaimer And abnegations . But why? Why ? and What for? When […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":7,"featured_media":139269,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[47,46,210],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-139268","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-literature","category-cultur","category-new-poetry"],"blocksy_meta":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/lilakpress.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/139268","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/lilakpress.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/lilakpress.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lilakpress.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/7"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lilakpress.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=139268"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/lilakpress.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/139268\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":139270,"href":"https:\/\/lilakpress.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/139268\/revisions\/139270"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lilakpress.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/139269"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/lilakpress.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=139268"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lilakpress.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=139268"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lilakpress.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=139268"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}