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Unfit Gifts
by Rabindranath Tagore
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

At sunrise, I cast my nets into the sea,
dredging up the strangest and most beautiful objects from the depths ...
some radiant like smiles, some glittering like tears, others flushed like brides’ cheeks.
When I returned, staggering under their weight, my love was relaxing in her garden, idly tearing leaves from flowers.
Hesitant, I placed all I had produced at her feet, silently awaiting her verdict.
She glanced down disdainfully, then pouted: "What are these bizarre things? I have no use for them!"
I bowed my head, humiliated, and thought:
"Truly, I did not contend for them; I did not purchase them in the marketplace; they are unfit gifts for her!"
That night I flung them, one by one, into the street, like refuse.
The next morning travelers came, picked them up and carted them off to exotic countries.

Keywords/Tags: Tagore, translation, Hindi, unfit, gifts, sunrise, nets, sea, depths, objects, smiles, tears, cheeks, love, lover, mistress, flowers, verdict, bizarre, refuse, trash, garbage, travelers, exotic
Tides and waves
Eroding groans from shells on stones
The tip from depths
A finite breath
Darker swells where stars dwell
Dwarfs or suns to midnight runs
Nothing is here to stay
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God be with you
when in need
Broken hearts bleed
but the depths of pain are temporary
We feel, grieve and retrieve
some semblance of our former selves
Until we meet again
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Mark Oct 2019
I feel it.
Everything.
I feel it.
Deep inside.
I hear the shadows,
And taste the light.
I feel it.
The crushing weight
And the transcendence
Of existence.
My skin, my flesh
Cannot contain this
Velcroed spirit.
I feel it all.
CarolineSD Oct 2019
I’ve been to such depths

(with you)

That the shallows are forever ruined.
The sand is covered in shells that crack underfoot
And do not sing.

I hold them gently to my ear
But the whales are crying in the trenches of the sea
And their songs cannot find me here.

Melodies weep through the mantles of the earth;

Liturgy seeps through the dirt.

I’ve been to such depths

(alone)

Falling backwards into the stars
From the rock strewn ridges of Medicine Bow Peak,

Forever haunted in the shallows,
I am pulled to the deep.

Let me sleep beneath the blood moon tides.
The starlight glints off the crashing seas,

And there are fathoms in your eyes.
Anna Sep 2019
This is not what we thought it was
This is not a poem about love
I promised you I would write our love to the stars__
But what could I write if that was not what we thought?

I gave you half of my fried chips
Shared other foods
As my bed and my heart
But all you did was take it and leave
When you felt satisfied.

I don't see the fairness in this
Miss the smell you had in the mornings
Soft maritime lull mixed with pumpkin pie
My favorite childhood memory
I could hear birds singing in my ear
When you whispered at it.

In the end all I had
Was my body thrown into the sea
Tempestuous and deep sea
I could see the lightnings through it
As my body was taken by the waves.

I'm a little drunk, trembling like the touch of your fingers
Before throwing me overboard
Without shouting that there I was
On the verge of drowning.

I asked you before all that
Turn me into the memory you would never ever forget
Lock me in your depths and keep me there
As I will do until I die
Drowned by the love you said it was.
CarolineSD Sep 2019
War
Can we ever win this war, baby?

The front lines explode and they are closing in,
Riddled with bullet holes and rough with the wreckage of darkness.
Each blast makes me jump out of my skin
And maybe I should run,
But the sun is dripping tendrils of fire
And the only place I can ever really hide
Is somewhere in the depths between us.

It is a dangerous game and there are enemies outside and within;
Galaxies colliding
In the spaces where you end and I begin.

I like how it feels to break apart in your hands,
Limb by limb, vein by vein,
Spreading out like the fires of battle that can’t be tamed.

I don’t know if I can withstand the flames that

Gently lick my neck.

Lie down beside me in these dark trenches.
I’m not ready to surrender yet.
So we'll run into the open
Keep your hand inside of mine
And then when everything is over
I hope to think of this as better times
The sky got red and swollen
I guess I never see the signs
There can't be songs for every soldier
It can't be solace every time you cry
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4Qca_hHcplQ
hannah in summer Sep 2019
I am the sea
I am the endless
Waves of shining green
I am the sea
I am gently waving
Sea anemones

I am the depths
I am the crevice
In which fish slept
I am the murk
I am the waters
In which sharks lurk

I am the tide
I am a servant
To moons I abide
I am the shore
I am the closest
To Earth's molten core

I am the vast
I am the waters
That will forever last
I am the lost
I am the shelter
For life that land forgot
I'm just in a bad prosy mood right now.
Vela Sep 2019
There’s a sailor
Sailing oceans that are you
Oceans deep and oceans blue
Depths unseen and fathoms below
You hold mysteries, boundless,
The echo of time resounds
The waters are still
Quiet
Serene

And so are you
And so am I
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