"transliteration" poems
Transliteration:
Jana-gaṇa-mana adhināyaka jaya he
Bhārata bhāgya vidhātā
Pañjāba Sindhu Gujarāṭa Marāṭhā
Drāviḍa Utkala Baṅga
Vindhya Himāchala Yamunā Gaṅgā
Uchhala jaladhi taraṅga
Tava śubha nāme jāge
Tava śubha āśhiṣa māge
Gāhe tava jaya gāthā
Jana gaṇa maṅgala dhāyaka jaya he
Bhārata bhāgya vidhāta
Jaya he, jaya he, jaya he
Jaya jaya jaya, jaya he.
Translation:
Thou art the ruler of the minds of all people,
Dispenser of India's destiny.
Thy name rouses the hearts of Punjab, Sindhu,
Gujarat and Maratha,
Of the Dravida and Odisha and Bengal;
It echoes in the hills of the Vindhyas and Himalayas,
mingles in the music of Yamuna and Ganges and is
chanted by the waves of the Indian Ocean.
They pray for thy blessings and sing thy praise.
The saving of all people waits in thy hand,
Thou dispenser of India's destiny.
Victory, victory, victory to thee.
Apr 8, 2013
Apr 8, 2013 at 3:18 AM UTC
Transliteration:
Kabul kab luti ye to na maaloom chal saka,
Magar kamobesh halchal to kabhi se thi.
Translation:
When Kabul was gutted it couldn't be known,
But the drift was more or less the same since long.
Feb 12, 2016
Feb 12, 2016 at 5:04 AM UTC
Diaz Cameron
Always reads the Cedameron
In the orinigal Ilatian.
What a mowan!
May 9, 2014
May 9, 2014 at 3:26 PM UTC
Our hearts fit perfectly
Like wooden puzzle pieces
Cut from the same tree
Both have the same sadness,
Both share the same joy
Intertwined from birth,
Only but the two of us
The transliteration of our pulses
Forms the fixation of our beings;
The communication of our synapses
Pulls each other's heartstrings
No one else can feel,
Only but the two of us
The intangible connection
Between two worlds;
The eponymous heartbeats
Of our tethered hearts
May the world be my enemy,
And its chaos my sanctuary
But I'll never trade the times
For a hundred billion dimes
And if one day I lose you;
I'll borrow from the future
And lend to the past
Just to see you near me
Darling so dear; holding so fast
iamthe_avatar ©2015
Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 11:45 AM UTC
Ihinabi ko sa bukana ng payong ang ulan.
This is to believe that sheltering may not always be, or simply perhaps an undertaking of weakness. A radical strangeness aspires to be bold. I may not be able to transcend its nakedness.
.
This is to deny the common verity that in the communal of water, shade fails a transliteration. We cannot be forever in hiding. Our smallness reveals our flowers. Our unmentioned stirrings. (A spire of technicolor through the lens of apertures. It starts to rain in Pasay.)
.
I see children swift-bodied in the streets. I hear the sublime song of a defunct tractor. Once in its vitality, Earth was its derelict. How did it come to be that when I peer into the openness, light slouches into form, conjuring an image: your face, hiding amongst the crowd?
.
This is to recognize the potential of dwindles. Its vertigo that it tries to protect. Its height that it tries to conquer. Its fall that it tries to eschew. What if bones are just homes to tiny little currents and that the way our body assumes the stance of jackknife, simply a foreboding?
.
Itinabi ko sa sukal ng araw ang payong.
This is to perceive that all light lifts away from the dark, my heart always falling into its hands. Morning opens your face like delicate streets, pulverizing fog into chamomile. Silence is endemic. *Makati *buoys overseer reconnaissance of obvious beatings. Revealing a long line of ligatures -- umbilicus of wires. Serenades of futility. Our useless meanderings.
.
The depth of Sunlight finally turns primeval stone. That is our defeat -- all our darkness put to trial. I am tense with the finality: she will become parasol and I, the weather past moonlight waxing.
Feb 26, 2016
Feb 26, 2016 at 8:38 PM UTC
There is great beauty in "ugliness",
and there is great joy in "pain."
We know each through their opposites.
Existence and non existence give birth to the idea of each other.
The idea of difficulty and ease produce one another.
Length and shortness fashion out the figure of each other.
High and low contrast and measure each other,
like how musical notes become harmonious through
the relation of one with another
and past, present, and future require each other.
This is how the Sage
accomplishes without doing
anything at all and he
and teaches without
having to say a word.
As things arrive and disappear
he lets them come and go freely.
He possesses but does not own
and perform without expectation.
When he finishes his work,
he releases it without attachment,
that's why it continues eternally.
Feb 21, 2016
Feb 21, 2016 at 4:27 AM UTC
dedicated to the people effected by Volcano Kilauea
a innnnnnn t th e very beginning of
every advanced society
one finds something the Sunday Funnies used to
be the cutting edge;
The Colossus of Rhodes /roʊdz/ (Ancient Greek: ὁ Κολοσσὸς Ῥόδιος,
transliteration. ** Kolossòs Rhódios) was a statue of the Greek sun-god Helios, designed in part by the world renown genius
engineer Archemides , gigantic L e B ron man straddling to be erected as a m sentinel to guard over in the to look o city of
Rhodes, on the Greek i sland of the same name, by Chares
of Lindos in 280 BC. One of the Inana bronze Seven Wonders of the
nnnnnnnnnnn / Ancient World, / originally of the seven veils designed to a mechanical man;
it was constructed to celebrate Rhodes' victory over Cyprus
& Antigonus I Monophthalmus, whose son then unsuccessfully
n attacke d Rhodes in 305 BC.
that looks like a comic;
they end
book; pictographs give graphic novels are read more closely
than actual news
;newspapers; all lie in social decline
way to hieroglyphs (mythic monuments told tales; & "Mother of the Sun, Theia
of many names, for your sake men honor gold as more powerful than anything else; and through the value you best ow on them, o queen, ships contending on the sea
and yoked teams of horses in swift-whirling contests become marvels."
soon we'll all know Chinese. the Colossus stood 100 feet high— approximate
height of the modern Statue of Liberty
from feet to crown; which was originally designed as a massive naked woman representing Liberty;
Jun 1, 2018
Jun 1, 2018 at 6:12 AM UTC