"senter" poems
THE BEAUTIFUL FACE
MATLOOB BOKHARI
I saw a moving full moon over the sea
Then I saw the face of a maiden
I stopped and said, “Moon is fair
But the sweet magic of her face is
Fairer far, which attracted my eyes
Captured my heart and won my soul.
Moon tries to imitate hr face and
Rose tries to copy her lips in vain!
She is beautiful,she is most beautiful!"
Niamh Dada Land Lovely friend. Many Blessings
Michele Vizzotti-White I totally like the first one, it was vivid and I saw how the rose must have felt, they r both awesome and fanciful, a maiden more fair than the moon wow that is a powerful statement, the 1st one reminds me of a painting the second one a song of love, both lovely though
Demelia Denton Lovely written words Matloob Bokhari
Barbara Shoetaker And is this fair woman still the one who stole you heart?
Semeniuk Carole you know how much I love your poetry . your stories .. the way in which only you can tell it ~~ thank you my long time friend, Matloob Bokhari .. wishing you well .. alwayS !
ina Farnworth What a beautiful verse Matloob, thank you so much for
Connie Hofacker Hemmerich Senter Thank you, for sharing this lovely poem, Matloob.
Oct 18, 2014
Oct 18, 2014 at 3:38 AM UTC
MY Place IS Placeless
Matloob Bokhari
You are moonlight
You are fragrance in the breeze
I am bewildered to see you
I am speechless
In the frenzy of my love
I am drifting in the sea of your love
Now and then ,joy and depression
Dark thoughts and light of love
I am senseless
You and I are inseparable
I want to kiss you with tenderness
I am helpless
I live for you, my love is timeless
My heart ,where you are living,
Has become a room of prayer
All I belong to you!
I am a nameless poet
My place is placeless!
Persian Khushi Sweet and touching
Deanna Caroline Bosworth How precious!...Quite the romantic
Connie Hofacker Hemmerich Senter Wow, I feel the commitment of your heart...a room of prayer, so very toucing, Matloob. Thank you, for sharing.
Fran Ayers So lovely!!.I missed your poetry!!
Natasha Nabokov Thank you, . Kiss kiss
Barbara Shoetaker You write so passionately.
Demelia Denton A writer of many explicit romantic words Matloob Bokhari ~ Beautifully written
Lindy Michaels Really lovely...
Oct 24, 2014
Oct 24, 2014 at 10:44 PM UTC
MY Place IS Placeless
Matloob Bokhari
You are moonlight
You are fragrance in the breeze
I am bewildered to see you
I am speechless
In the frenzy of my love
I am drifting in the sea of your love
Now and then ,joy and depression
Dark thoughts and light of love
I am senseless
You and I are inseparable
I want to kiss you with tenderness
I am helpless
I live for you, my love is timeless
My heart ,where you are living,
Has become a room of prayer
All I belong to you!
I am a nameless poet
My place is placeless!
Persian Khushi Sweet and touching
Deanna Caroline Bosworth How precious!...Quite the romantic
Connie Hofacker Hemmerich Senter Wow, I feel the commitment of your heart...a room of prayer, so very toucing, Matloob. Thank you, for sharing.
Fran Ayers So lovely!!.I missed your poetry!!
Natasha Nabokov Thank you, . Kiss kiss
Barbara Shoetaker You write so passionately.
Demelia Denton A writer of many explicit romantic words Matloob Bokhari ~ Beautifully written
Lindy Michaels Really lovely...
Oct 11, 2014
Oct 11, 2014 at 10:24 AM UTC
Matanya yang kalap di kotak
menghampas debur debu dari atap ke puncak dahan. Menutup temaram lampion.
Berusaha menampik getar di dada yang telanjang. Itu-kini
sampai kesekian lintas kelokan. Terlewati.
Enam uang logam terbuai lendir lintah saat kududuki kursi tak ubahnya senjakala & engkau sadar. Berdiam & terus bungkam
menunggu henti nyanyian puan nun sumbang
berkaca daku yang terpasung, itu di abu
letupan yang mencandu hujam asam &
melulu jadi bisu-kita. Di renda setengah tertutup/ semua orang sudah tahu.
Perihal hening yang memang tak pernah membuah harap.
Hilangnya alkisah kemuning pala kambing yang enggan memerah.
Walau bertumpu akan cita dalam almanak musnah-karam
/ tiada henti di jaga oleh wajah-wajah muram;
di garis vertikal
di persegi dua dimensi/ hitam
pun segitiga/ jajar genjang
& semut kita mengerubung oval. Seraya penonton menyilang dua lengan di dada
di lingkar rafia sementara ini semakin terasa di Kursi. Meja. Cangkir. Jendela. Cat. Kuas & Tv. Lentera. Buku. Radio. Senter
/beringin di jiwa.
Jul 6, 2019
Jul 6, 2019 at 3:46 PM UTC
THE BEAUTIFUL FACE
MATLOOB BOKHARI
I saw a moving full moon over the sea
Then I saw the face of a maiden
I stopped and said, “Moon is fair
But the sweet magic of her face is
Fairer far, which attracted my eyes
Captured my heart and won my soul.
Moon tries to imitate hr face and
Rose tries to copy her lips in vain!
She is beautiful,she is most beautiful!"
Niamh Dada Land Lovely friend. Many Blessings
Michele Vizzotti-White I totally like the first one, it was vivid and I saw how the rose must have felt, they r both awesome and fanciful, a maiden more fair than the moon wow that is a powerful statement, the 1st one reminds me of a painting the second one a song of love, both lovely though
Demelia Denton Lovely written words Matloob Bokhari
Barbara Shoetaker And is this fair woman still the one who stole you heart?
Semeniuk Carole you know how much I love your poetry . your stories .. the way in which only you can tell it ~~ thank you my long time friend, Matloob Bokhari .. wishing you well .. alwayS !
ina Farnworth What a beautiful verse Matloob, thank you so much for
Connie Hofacker Hemmerich Senter Thank you, for sharing this lovely poem, Matloob.
Oct 19, 2014
Oct 19, 2014 at 10:15 PM UTC
DREAM
MATLOOB BOKHARI
In a dream, I am where meadows are in bloom,
Where days are full of spring flowers
Nights are packed with incense burning tables
Where gentle breeze exhales his sweet breath,
Where silky girls with long necks are dancing in arms
Where women ,brilliantly white with shinning skin,
Are weaving necklaces of narcissus flowers
Boys are wearing garlands of white violets
Tender girls, wearing royal and rich perfume
Are speaking honey-coloured words with sweet lips
All are happy, laughing and drinking
Singing , dancing ,embracing and kissing
Where enemies are killed not by bombs but kisses
Here, everyone speaks sweetly, laughs attractively
With shinning faces and joyous hearts
Karyn Walker Brother Matloob,
Love conquers all is what you honestly express,
in lines that deserve the best and nothing less.
Wishing you happiness sweetness and a pen
that continues to compose with vigor and zest!
Reaching always from the North,
south, east, and west!
Sending all my love,
― Karishmananda
Michele Vizzotti-White Heavenly, thats cool that the boys r wearing flowers. I love the laughs attractively line... people w/ unattractive laughs bother me a little more then they should ...well versed or should i say dreamed...
Connie Hofacker Hemmerich Senter You dream of peace, my dear friend...I too dream of peace. Beautiful poem, Matloob, thank you, for sharing. ...perhaps one day, our dreams will become reality. I pray it will be so, in our lifetimes.
Sandra Delussu where is this place, Matloob?...it's worth a visit, isn't it?
Sep 30, 2014
Sep 30, 2014 at 9:47 PM UTC
DREAM
MATLOOB BOKHARI
In a dream, I am where meadows are in bloom,
Where days are full of spring flowers
Nights are packed with incense burning tables
Where gentle breeze exhales his sweet breath,
Where silky girls with long necks are dancing in arms
Where women ,brilliantly white with shinning skin,
Are weaving necklaces of narcissus flowers
Boys are wearing garlands of white violets
Tender girls, wearing royal and rich perfume
Are speaking honey-coloured words with sweet lips
All are happy, laughing and drinking
Singing , dancing ,embracing and kissing
Where enemies are killed not by bombs but kisses
Here, everyone speaks sweetly, laughs attractively
With shinning faces and joyous hearts
Karyn Walker Brother Matloob,
Love conquers all is what you honestly express,
in lines that deserve the best and nothing less.
Wishing you happiness sweetness and a pen
that continues to compose with vigor and zest!
Reaching always from the North,
south, east, and west!
Sending all my love,
― Karishmananda
Michele Vizzotti-White Heavenly, thats cool that the boys r wearing flowers. I love the laughs attractively line... people w/ unattractive laughs bother me a little more then they should ...well versed or should i say dreamed...
Connie Hofacker Hemmerich Senter You dream of peace, my dear friend...I too dream of peace. Beautiful poem, Matloob, thank you, for sharing. ...perhaps one day, our dreams will become reality. I pray it will be so, in our lifetimes.
Sandra Delussu where is this place, Matloob?...it's worth a visit, isn't it?
Sep 27, 2014
Sep 27, 2014 at 12:08 AM UTC
Silk is the tent,
woolen is the floor,
Silk dome our teen divas have painted,
Woolen dreams our little fellows have imagined.
And now we are inside,
Just how did we fit.
And our teachers, both sit in the senter.
She plays her ukulele and he watches the fire burn.
The little girls, all so fast asleep.
Pretending to be lost in the funny shadows, so calm.
The little kings, all slowly wander,
Trying to get the older ones to tell stories, curios to know.
And the middle roses, never tired.
They sit in a circle making their flower crowns.
Oh, the middle strangers, always daring.
They play card games chatting in such a low whisper.
and the teen sages, all quiet so much.
Girls hidden in books and boys searching through dreams.
The ukulele is sounding.
The fire is burning.
Oh, moon and wind, both alive.
They both outside, guarding the tent.
Dark are the trees.
Bright are the stars.
Apr 11, 2017
Apr 11, 2017 at 5:12 PM UTC
I would love to see this world upside down,
So the outcast would be the world's senter now.
I would love to run away and find the folks same as me.
Yet first I gotta save'em fron themselves, you see.
We'll find some towns' ruins, resurect them as we please.
The new towns will be our kingdoms, our folks shall rule with ease.
When the revolutions would overtake all sities, all of them'll be gone.
And the winds would bring us dust that just a night ago was stone.
The system will be ruined, celebrate with me.
It would be crazy hard getting used,and yet, it's fine by me.
Jan 27, 2017
Jan 27, 2017 at 2:10 PM UTC