Frustration

Frustration
Has exceeded my limits,
Since I lost
My love.
Long and grey
Is my beard.

Whatever comes
On my way
In these times,
Is filled nothing
But sorrow.
For me, everyday
Is a long day.
Tired, are my eyes,
I'm lonely too.
May be,
I'm entering
The spirit of
Old age.

M Rezvie Omerdeen
Matale
Sri Lanka

I'm Only a Simple Man

   In the school of kindness,
   I'm only a primary student.
   In the garden of beauty,
   I'm only a good admirer.
   In the atmosphere of music,
   I'm only a keen listener.
   In the field of poetry,
   I'm only a normal scribbler.
   In the ocean of knowledge,
   I'm only a drop o'water.
   In the world of harmony,
   I'm only a peace-lover.
   In the circle of human-race,
   I'm only a simple man.

~ M Rezvie Omerdeen

26th November 2012

   
   

Discipline

“Discipline

I am old and I have had
more than my share of good and bad.

I've had love and sorrow, seen sudden death
and been left alone and of love bereft.

I thought I would never love again
and I thought my life was grief and pain.

The edge between life and death was thin, 
but then I discovered discipline.

I learned to smile when I felt sad, 
I learned to take the good and the bad, 
I learned to care a great deal more
for the world about me than before.

I began to forget the "Me" and "I"
and joined in life as it rolled by: 
this may not mean sheer ecstasy
but is better by far than "I" and "Me.” 
― Meryl Gordon

Dreamgirl

	Dreamgirl Like a pearl in the ocean Glittering star in the sky Bright flower in a garden Beauty in a rainy night Waves in the ocean may stop flowing Stars in the sky may stop twinkling Sun may not shine again But your beauty will never end Your enriching bright smile Your twinkling blue eyes your pure golden heart You are a goddess inside You gave me happiness to my sad world My heart was full of joy because of you My tears stopped I got life again You were a mermaid to my dark world My eyes search for you where are you My arms wait to embrace you This heart beats for you all my life This is a feeling that will never die By Kusal Sanjeeva Sri Lanka

My Two Naughty Brothers

Author:	Hiruni Peiris, Sri Lanka
Poem	MY TWO NAUGHTY BROTHERS I have two naughty brothers, Both younger than me, One is eight And the other is three. Their characters vary At different times, They are very helpful But annoying sometimes They know how to annoy me Much than anyone does And also they know to make me happy Oh yes that they know, yes They know how I get annoyed They know that I hate my books ripped They also know that I'll cheer up When in the morning they bring my tea cup Brothers maybe annoying sometimes, yes that's true If you have a brother you'll say he's a pain But I think you better think carefully again! -By Hiruni Peiris  Sri Lanka

The Smell of Thousand Carnation

A poem for Raj KAPOOR

Posted in Labels: 2006, December, hale, Istanbul, Oyal, Raj Kapoor Fanclub, Turkey

( A poem for Raj KAPOOR)


THE SMELL OF THOUSANDS CARNATION

Snow is about falling
Night approaches
Through my window winter settle in

from my eyes to yours starry celestial passing by
my bossom being fondled by thousands of carnation
Therein from my eyes serenely I am collecting the stars
Autumn wind in the thick of my hair and hands
I am escape from my self
To face with solemn images of my face
That bleeding
Breaking in to thousands at mirrors

Snow is about falling
Night approaches
Through my window winter settle in

Time afterall is a locker marching backwards
blooming by the smell of thousands carnation
Thus can not be opened…

Hale Oyal

December 2006 / Istanbul / TURKEY ( Translated turkish into english by Erkut Tokman )

http://s6.zetaboards.com/RajKapoorFanclub/topic/751921/1/

A poem for Raj Kapoor

A poem For Raj Kapoor - Mera Naam Joker

Posted in Labels: 2007, hale, Istanbul, Mera Naam Joker, Oyal, Turkey

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Solitude Invisible or MERA NAAM JOKER

Now,
Time, is a long movie, black and white
gets wet
in my hands...

Now,
Time, is a automn's bird, rainy
looks by my eyes
weary...

A solitude invisible
In the wardrobes
runs away from the crowd
by the shadow plays...

And
In the twilight of the sunset
A joker, old-fashioned, shouts slowly:

" The game is over
Close the curtains ! "




Hale Oyal

July 2007 - ISTANBUL / TURKEY

http://s6.zetaboards.com/RKForum/topic/751921/2/