Pierre Mhanna
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Amor Fati. | Aube : le poète, cœur débordant, sème la joie du jour. | I write to remember.
Beirut, Lebanon
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I always sit
with the shadow of you,
something impalpable
yet somehow bigger
than the earth and sky.
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@Dib1Bachiriyoun
@Darineeli
You know that there are also Christians in Palestine. That Christians are mistreated and persecuted in occupied Palestine by your beloved friends.
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@theclassprez
@kinzlinger
Then why not call patriarchy by what it is rather than include all men in such a description?
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"Lovers are patient and know that the moon needs time to become full."
— Rumi
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At dawn a feather
plucked from your ribs
from the dewed ether
glides into my soul
and I sigh knowing
that you exist
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My mother has cancer and is in need of this medication which we are not finding in the pharmacies. RTs and help is much appreciated.
Convulex 500mg
Depakene 500mg
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I've lost my sister to cancer 6 years ago. This is something I will never get over for the rest of my life. I think that the idea of getting over loss is wrong. This is something you live with, day in day out.
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Fire's ash
The dust of snow
It all will pass
High or low
And all the seeds
We'll reap and sow
Are in the moments
Where in love we grow
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“Lovers don't finally meet somewhere, they're in each other all along.”
— Rumi
What line of poetry would you send someone you *really* love?
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My poem remembers you
like a drop of water recalls
being one with the sea
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In this life
we love a little,
we dance a little,
then are folded
back into the sky.
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I am going to touch you until nothing remains but the stillness of the sky.
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ان أصبحت شاعراً
فذلك لكي أتمكن، يوماً ما،
من قراءة المجرات والنجوم
وهي تدور في فلك بشرتها.
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@MarkRPellegrino
@NNfox750
@ecomarxi
You're on the other side of humanity, Mark. You have forfeited your humanity apparently.
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Who are you,
you whose breath
all my life has whispered
like a dawn in my heart?
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A small cabin
in the heart of the woods,
snow falling thick,
and you and I,
hemmed in,
drinking tea by the window,
and reading poetry.
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"Quand je dis tout bas la beauté du monde
Je parle de toi"
— Louis Aragon, Elsa
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" إذا قتلت صرصورًا فأنت بطل، وإذا قتلت فراشة فأنت شرير الأخلاق لها معايير جمالية !"
- فريديريك نيتشه
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"Man stands in his own shadow and wonders why it’s dark."
— Zen Proverb
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"In the house of lovers, the music never stops, the walls are made of songs and the floor dances."
- Rumi
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My heart
I feel it connected to yours
by a hidden string,
like night to the day,
like the sky to the earth
and to the sea of stars.
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"This alone is to be feared: the closed mind, the sleeping imagination, the death of spirit."
- Plato
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“Stop measuring days by degree of productivity and start experiencing them by degree of presence.”
-- Alan Watts
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“My soul and yours are the same,
You appear in me, I in you,
We hide in each other.”
— Rumi
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"Listen to the wind, it talks.
Listen to the silence, it speaks.
Listen to your heart, it knows."
— Native American Proverb
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My mother has lung cancer, and for almost a year now and against all odds she has been stable. Today I learned that one of her drugs is missing and so we have to postpone the treatment until who knows when. What country is this!
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"On a night
when the moon
shines as brightly as this,
the unspoken thoughts
of even the most discreet heart might be seen."
— Izumi Shikibu (974?-1034?), from The Ink Dark Moon
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"Dream delivers us to dream, and there is no end to illusion. Life is like a train of moods like a string of beads, and, as we pass through them, they prove to be many-colored lenses which paint the world their own hue…"
— Ralph Waldo Emerson
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"Listen, love, I close my eyes,
and even that makes sounds to reach you."
— Rainer Maria Rilke
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"Poems are nearer to prayers than to stories, but in poetry there is no one behind the language being prayed to. It is the language itself which has to hear and acknowledge […] In all poetry words are a presence before they are a means of communication."
- John Berger
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Stay with me,
the night is silent,
my ribs are cold,
and solitude is a lover
who doesn't play right.
Stay with me,
the tea is steaming,
the poem is warm,
and love is a flower
that grows in your light.
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"I would like to paint the way a bird sings."
— Claude Monet
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I hold you in my heart
the way the sky at dawn
keeps the echo
of the first birdsong
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In the long term, grief should open your heart, in way that you can embrace life more fully than you ever could on your own. This is for me the way of honoring my sister. Of showing my love for her.
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“Blessed is he who listens with the ear of his heart.”
― Rumi
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‘I have built, deep in my heart, a chapel filled with you.’
- Marcel Proust
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A poet
Is a silent assassin
Wielding her skin,
A blade of words
Plunged
In a sea of fire.
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In the words of a poet, it becomes something like a tree, growing next to you. The pain comes and the pain goes, and life goes on, careless to what happens to us.
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A stroke I place upon your cheek
Sparkles clear as a spring heaved creek;
A red bird from upon your bough
Flaps a white-scented song, and lo,
The ripe fig falls unto your lips,
Your vivid smile with calmness drips.
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"When you take the hand of someone you love,
what happens to those hands?”
— Rumi
Photographer unknown
http://t.co/k7HSmhGhv4
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“When a person can’t find a deep sense of meaning, they distract themselves with pleasure.”
— Viktor E. Frankl
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"It is pointless to trying to know where the road leads; think only of the first step, the rest will come."
- Shams Tabrizi
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@ShahedAlrawi
القراءة تعطي كثافة للحياة. القراءة تكثف تجاربنا وتعمقها. القراءة جزء من الواقع، من اختبارنا للحياة وليست رديفا لها وعوضا عنها. أجد في نفسي قدرة أكبر للاستمتاع بالحياة وتجاربها لأنني أقرأ وأكتب. أجد في نفسي قدرة أكبر كي أُحِبّ وأُحَبّ. لقد كانت يوما القراءة فعل هروب. لم تعد كذلك.
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Dawn...
in the light of your face
the world begins again
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I wait for you
on the curve of something infinite
where the sea meets the sky,
in my hand
a flowering branch of jasmine
and poem I wrote long ago
when my heart was still a child's;
I wait for you,
my heart the burning pages of a poem
dripping with longing for your smile.
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"I know the voice of depression still calls to you. I know those habits that can ruin your life still send their invitations. But you are with the Friend now and look so much stronger."
- Hafez
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"Once you have gathered enough silence,
silence gathers you."
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“Nothing can last forever.
The sun shines then falls into the ocean;
The moon, which was full moments ago, disappears.
The ferocity of love becomes nothing more than a puff of wind.”
— Graffiti found scratched on a wall near a doorway in Pompeii.
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What is life without time for poetry and philosophy? For the solitary walk and the lonely cup of tea?
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"It’s raining, but the air is soft, smoky, warm. Big drops patter on the languid leaves, the tobacco flowers lean over. I do not want anything I could not have. Peace, solitude, time to write my books, beautiful external life to watch and ponder—no more."
— Katherine Mansfield
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"I admit that you need one thing above all in order to practice the requisite art of reading...you almost need to be a cow for this one thing and certainly not a "modern man": [and what is this ting?] it is rumination."
— Friedrich Nietzsche
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Bohemian heart
traveling wherever
the wind of love blows
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My mother has metastatic cancer and we've been struggling since yesterday to admit her to an ER. The hospital where she usually gets treated refused to admit her due to Covid concerns.
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"When your soul and mine
have left our bodies and we are
buried alongside each other,
a Potter may one day mold
the dust of both of us
into the same clay."
— Rubaiyat, Omar Khayyam
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“I am that clumsy human, always loving, loving, loving. And loving. And never leaving.”
- Frida Kahlo
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Shared whispers
on the branch of dusk...
the promise of forever
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The river moves on
and I alone stay,
a star lulled to silence
on the shoulder of the night.
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In the solitude of my soul I seek you,
A silent presence embracing the whole sky.
http://t.co/MUJXdFaCpJ
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You are not here
and I do not know your name
but it does not matter,
this love is still my captain,
it is the sea itself
and the ship carrying me,
it is this road itself
and it is the journey,
it is the softly burning fire
and the only home I know.
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You who never comes,
you who are always here,
I love you with all my heart.
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"In the sea of love
I melt like salt.
Faith, doubt,
They both dissolve."
— Rumi
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Into the bleakest abyss I ventured, and I came out — a dancer.
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A moment's solace...
the trees dancing
with the evening wind
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"In the house of lovers, the music never stops, the walls are made of songs and the floor dances."
- Rumi
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As a poet you cannot wait for your intellect to allow your surrender into your poetic flow and its intuition — the intellect will never allow it, for it is its very nature to remain skeptic; a leap must be made, and the intellect, humbled.
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"Haiku is not a shriek, a howl, a sigh, or a yawn; rather, it is the deep breath of life."
— Santoka Taneda
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"Trees were my teachers
Melodious trees
And I learned to love
Among flowers.
I grew up in the arms of the gods."
–Friedrich Hölderlin
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Inviolable
in the solitude of her soul
she stood,
the world like an endless poem
stretched below her feet.
http://t.co/jz0iBNDf9S
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