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#Poem 拆坦克 作者 / 刘不伟 无法奔赴前线 在和平小区家里 打开手机便签 拆解一辆 坦克 土日一 十 口 儿 让武器止步 让履带生锈 让攻守双方 那些年轻的士兵 各自回家 Source

#Poem Blkp Came across Dr. Refaat Alareer's poem "If I must die" just a few days ago, I cried and couldn't help but translated it to Chinese without his permission. Now that he's gone. —————— 加沙的诗人、英语文学教授 Refaat Alareer 遇害之后(按照原推，应该是之前），一个网友把他的一首诗If I must die翻译成中文以致敬意和悼念。很快，这个串推下面聚集了世界各地的人，人们把这首诗翻译成西班牙语，挪威语，孟加拉语，尼泊尔语，泰米尔语，日语，爱尔兰语，俄语，德语，乌尔都语，意地绪语…… 和很多很多其他语言。Alareer生前相信文字是最有力的抵抗，这个联结世界各地人们的自发集体创作也许是对他最好的纪念。 source

#Poem 除了电视 我偶尔 也看看手机里的新闻 对它们我从来都是将信将疑 这些年来我更相信一张白纸 《李天路》 ——陈年喜 在李天路的某个房间 一转瞬 我就住满了一个月了 一个月来我不问世事 世事一直也没有回我 除了电视 我偶尔 也看看手机里的新闻 对它们我从来是将信将疑 这些年我更相信一张白纸 李天路是北京最像路的路了 除了车轮还有一些脚步 它通向高铁和机场 也通向商州的某间瓦屋 某晨 在离公路不远处 我发现一段残碑 模糊的小楷 向我讲述一段清晰往事 事件发生在嘉庆五年暮秋 英雄和美人 各有出处 但末路大致相同 要么归于木头 要么归于石头 当曲终人散 它们为他们关上大幕 昨天夜里 北京城落下一场大雪 年末岁晚 背井离乡的人都在回家 这使李天路回到了路的本质 新闻说台湾正在大选 母亲说门口的路长满了枣刺 我想 这些消息都是真的

#Poem 路上的门 在难民营， 爆炸后，一扇门飞进远方的街， 落在一堆瓦砾边。 尘云在周围咳嗽的 房屋上落定—— 它们的鼻子被烧焦的空气 烫得肿胀。 一个女孩经过，看到流血的门，打开了它。 一具尸体 躺在门下。 大地哭泣。虽然被切掉了几根手指， 但死去的年轻人手中依然握着 一把很旧的钥匙——他父亲留给他的 唯一遗物。他们在雅法的家的 钥匙。他确信家已被毁，可在回归时， 钥匙可以成为他去雅法的护照。 现在，他和他们在难民营里的房子 都没了。 女孩关上门。在心中 打开了泪窗。 [巴勒斯坦]穆萨布·艾布·托哈 王立秋 译 source Door on the Road Mosab Abu Toha In the Refugee Camp, after the explosion, a door flies into a far street, rests near a heap of rubble. Clouds of dust settle on the coughing, neighboring houses— their noses swollen by the heat of the scorched air. A girl passes by, sees the bleeding door, opens it. A corpse lies beneath it. The earth weeps. Though some fingers got cut, the dead young man still clutches in his hand a very old key—the only thing he's inherited from his father. The key to their house in Yaffa. He was sure it's been destroyed, but a key can be his passport to Yaffa when they return. Now, neither he nor their knocked-down house in the Refugee Camp can stand. The girl closes the door. Windows of tears open in her heart.

Exchange of poems In this bizzare world In the garden of loneliness We found each other Desperate to talk Unable to walk Stumble upon the trodden Mumble words on the broaden Neither uttering a word Nor buttering the truth We exchanged poems !! Of happiness,sorrow, hope #review #poem ~visard11

Not in the recent past I met a woman who is so proud, so profound. She never looks down, Always gaze upon the beyond. Mesmerizing beauty and sharp as a knife, Second to none; Her dreams are higher than the sky, Her words are deeper than the ocean, Perfect in every way,She always smiles; Her face shows how little she cares about the world. But things weren’t so, I didn’t know. She dwell upon nothing, I didn’t know a thing. Losing herself to darkness, She fell into an eternal slumber. #poem #review ~visard11

!THE SUDDEN CHANGE ! Life has changed a lot since last time we met Now everything thing is different , Yet whatever has happened will remain recurrent , Once I was the river through which you wanted to flow , But now I am the cactus which you wish not to grow, At some point I was the reason of your smiling face , But now I am the cause of your disgrace , At some instant I was the happiness , you required , But now I am the sorrow, you never aspired I wish to be your happiness again , I want those clouds once More to rain , I again desire to be your medicine for every pain , Eventually, like blood I want to flow through your vein , To force all hatred and misunderstandings to drain . -CH.Irfan. #review #poem

!THE SUDDEN CHANGE ! Life has changed a lot since last time we met Now everything thing is different , Yet whatever has happened will remain recurrent , Once I was the river through which you wanted to flow , But now I am the cactus which you wish not to grow, At some point I was the reason of your smiling face , But now I am the cause of your disgrace , At some instant I was the happiness , you required , But now I am the sorrow, you never aspired I wish to be your happiness again , I want those clouds once More to rain , I again desire to be your medicine for every pain , Eventually, like blood I want to flow through your vein , To force all hatred and misunderstandings to drain . -CH.Irfan. #review #poem

A free mind Like the perfect fire/ Like spotless jasmine/ Like a tree without a will/ Like a pure swan / Like a dove of peace / Like the wind that blows/ It is like a power of giving birth like water #review #poem @ abhi

A free mind Like the perfect fire/ Like spotless jasmine/ Like a tree without a will/ Like a pure swan / Like a dove of peace / Like the wind that blows/ It is like a power of giving birth like water #review #poem @ abhi

Be my valentine! A smiley sunshine ray That never go astray I couldn't get away My heart is bonded to stay! My heart is a vast world That's built just for both of us The world is absurd and meaningless Your existence is what gives it meaning. I'm lost in love and love is lost My loss to love is just a love I live for you, you live for me We are bound to be, today and forever "O" ye my love, I'm sworn to you My joy, my dream, my hope, and Paradise What could I do without your existence? You are the source of my happiness. I'm yours, you are mine till eternity Could you be forever my Valentine? #poem#review

The sacred night"! In the ocean of waves Within the darkness of night Whispering the unheard voice Just like an hoax in form of reality I knew it would be hard The road would be more tough The strength loses its might Yelling is just in vain I kept thinking day by day Your memories turned to miseries night by night I wish I never knew you nor could have met you My brain keeps reminiscing the "Sacred night" #poem#review