ED Posted February 5, 2004 Report Share Posted February 5, 2004 Thanks Sev-mart, you are too generous in your reply, I’m sure everyone can and has the ability to write and to be creative, and everyone has a unique way of displaying there hidden talent, I have wroth many poems over the years, a hobby of mine if you will. Cheers Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
vava Posted February 5, 2004 Report Share Posted February 5, 2004 Edward, that was very nice - although, I'm sure I didn't catch all the nuances. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
angel4hope Posted February 5, 2004 Author Report Share Posted February 5, 2004 edward hi btw...that was a great poem, took me back to haykakan dproots there for a while.... but it also kinda made me sad, because i remember, when i was younger, i hated waking up early saturday mornings and would always be negative about going to armenian school, although i did well, and learned alott, i wish i had more appreciation for those days, because i can never go back....im sure if i was older and more mature, i would be more focused on learning and preserving my armenian language and culture....im just really upset at myself for not doing better...trying harder to learn more when i had the chance.... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
angel4hope Posted February 6, 2004 Author Report Share Posted February 6, 2004 Heartbroken by Danielle Heartbroken beautiful pieces of the past shattered torn broken on the floor try to move on but the heavy chains hold strong chains that were once your warm embrace they imprison me now to soak in my misery and loneliness in the dark dungeon of the lost cold damp lonely it swallows me whole swirling in my memories of you and me those soft lips endearing eyes sweet smile all turning slowly to sobs glares and frowns What was so alive what had such warmth is now but a cold dead corpse rotting slowly in my mind The love and joy i used to know the laughs we shared the love we made all vaporized within one pathetic moment and the love that took so long to build all destroyed burned crushed in a lightning flash Adam, i will always love you even if you don't love me. I am heartbroken~By Danielle Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sev-mard Posted February 6, 2004 Report Share Posted February 6, 2004 Edward, that was very nice - although, I'm sure I didn't catch all the nuances. You didn't catch all of them? What about me!? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ckBejug Posted February 7, 2004 Report Share Posted February 7, 2004 (edited) Ayo. Arach shat baner eyi hishum, hima moratsa inchkan Angleren sovoretsi. Petkeh het gnam norits sksem vor hishoxutsyunus zartni norits. Hey Anonymouse, it's a pity if you used to know Barouyr Sevag's works and have since forgotten them.. it's well worth it to learn some of his panasdeghdzootiuns if you have time... Here's a great link for that poem and others in Armenian. If you can't see it in Armenian, somewhere on the page there is a link to download this Armenianfont viewer, it's free and downloads quickly. "Menk mez votch vokitz tchenk geradatzoum Paytz mez'el kidenk,mez Hye'en asoum, Yev intchou bidi tchi hbardanank, Gank` bidi linenk` yev ter shadanank." As for me, I am reading some Վահան Տերյան right now... ՀՐԱԺԵՇՏԻ ԽՈՍՔԵՐԻՑ Ո՛չ տրտունջ, ո՛չ մրմունջ սգավոր, Հեռացի՛ր, մոռացիր ինձ հավետ. Իմ ուղին միշտ մթին, մենավոր, Կըգնամ իմ դժկամ ցավի հետ Ւմ ճամփան՝ անվախճան մի գիշեր, Ւնձ շոյող ոչ մի շող չի ժպտա.— Հեռացի՛ր, մոռացի՛ր, մի՛ հիշիր, Ինձ այդպես, քրոջ պես մի՛ գթա... Հուսաբեկ, մութ ու մեգ թող լինի, Ւմ վերև թող արև չըխնդա. Լոկ երկունք, լոկ արցունք թող լինի, Ինձ այդպես, քրոջ պես մի՛ գթա... 1905 Edited February 7, 2004 by Justlooking Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ckBejug Posted February 7, 2004 Report Share Posted February 7, 2004 (edited) Sometimes... there is fear in fleeting moments I rise above the ground in whirlwinds of stolen security and then, it's a slow process... I can feel it slipping, slipping gone Is the fear not worth it? If I can feel it blow. I could lay it out for you but... That would be so unpoetic and trite Now I experience banality what so many others must, and write about. It's no good Humans. So imprecise and tedious when upset. I will let myself go. (by me) Edited February 7, 2004 by Justlooking Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
angel4hope Posted February 16, 2004 Author Report Share Posted February 16, 2004 Never Have I Fallen Your lips speak soft sweetness Your touch a cool caress I am lost in your magic My heart beats within your chest I think of you each morning And dream of you each night I think of your arms being around me And cannot express my delight Never have I fallen But I am quickly on my way You hold a heart in your hands That has never before been given away - Rex A. Williams - Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
angel4hope Posted February 16, 2004 Author Report Share Posted February 16, 2004 My Love My love is like an ocean It goes down so deep My love is like a rose Whose beauty you want to keep. My love is like a river That will never end My love is like a dove With a beautiful message to send. My love is like a song That goes on and on forever My love is like a prisoner It's to you that I surrender. -Tasha Shores- Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
angel4hope Posted February 16, 2004 Author Report Share Posted February 16, 2004 ALONE by Edgar Allan Poe (1830) From childhood's hour I have not been As others were; I have not seen As others saw; I could not bring My passions from a common spring. From the same source I have not taken My sorrow; I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone; And all I loved, I loved alone. Then- in my childhood, in the dawn Of a most stormy life- was drawn From every depth of good and ill The mystery which binds me still: From the torrent, or the fountain, From the red cliff of the mountain, From the sun that round me rolled In its autumn tint of gold, From the lightning in the sky As it passed me flying by, From the thunder and the storm, And the cloud that took the form (When the rest of Heaven was blue) Of a demon in my view. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
angel4hope Posted February 16, 2004 Author Report Share Posted February 16, 2004 DREAMLAND by Edgar Allan Poe (1844) By a route obscure and lonely, Haunted by ill angels only, Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT, On a black throne reigns upright, I have reached these lands but newly From an ultimate dim Thule- From a wild clime that lieth, sublime, Out of SPACE- out of TIME. Bottomless vales and boundless floods, And chasms, and caves, and Titan woods, With forms that no man can discover For the tears that drip all over; Mountains toppling evermore Into seas without a shore; Seas that restlessly aspire, Surging, unto skies of fire; Lakes that endlessly outspread Their lone waters- lone and dead,- Their still waters- still and chilly With the snows of the lolling lily. By the lakes that thus outspread Their lone waters, lone and dead,- Their sad waters, sad and chilly With the snows of the lolling lily,- By the mountains- near the river Murmuring lowly, murmuring ever,- By the grey woods,- by the swamp Where the toad and the newt encamp- By the dismal tarns and pools Where dwell the Ghouls,- By each spot the most unholy- In each nook most melancholy- There the traveller meets aghast Sheeted Memories of the Past- Shrouded forms that start and sigh As they pass the wanderer by- White-robed forms of friends long given, In agony, to the Earth- and Heaven. For the heart whose woes are legion 'Tis a peaceful, soothing region- For the spirit that walks in shadow 'Tis- oh, 'tis an Eldorado! But the traveller, travelling through it, May not- dare not openly view it! Never its mysteries are exposed To the weak human eye unclosed; So wills its King, who hath forbid The uplifting of the fringed lid; And thus the sad Soul that here passes Beholds it but through darkened glasses. By a route obscure and lonely, Haunted by ill angels only, Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT, On a black throne reigns upright, I have wandered home but newly From this ultimate dim Thule. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
angel4hope Posted February 16, 2004 Author Report Share Posted February 16, 2004 TO ONE IN PARADISE by Edgar Allan Poe (1834) Thou wast all that to me, love, For which my soul did pine- A green isle in the sea, love, A fountain and a shrine, All wreathed with fairy fruits and flowers, And all the flowers were mine. Ah, dream too bright to last! Ah, starry Hope! that didst arise But to be overcast! A voice from out the Future cries, "On! on!"- but o'er the Past (Dim gulf!) my spirit hovering lies Mute, motionless, aghast! For, alas! alas! me The light of Life is o'er! "No more- no more- no more-" (Such language holds the solemn sea To the sands upon the shore) Shall bloom the thunder-blasted tree Or the stricken eagle soar! And all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams Are where thy grey eye glances, And where thy footstep gleams- In what ethereal dances, By what eternal streams. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
den_wolf Posted February 16, 2004 Report Share Posted February 16, 2004 (edited) Վահան Տերյան is a great poet. Because I could not stop for Death Emily Dickinson Because I could not stop for Death– He kindly stopped for me– The Carriage held but just Ourselves– And Immortality. We slowly drove–He knew no haste And I had put away My labor, and my leisure too, For His Civility– We passed the School where Children played, At Recess–in the Ring– We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain– We passed the Setting Sun– Or rather–He passed Us– The Dews drew quivering and chill– For only Gossamer, my Gown– My Tippet–only Tulle– We paused before a house that seemed A Swelling of the Ground– The Roof was scarcely visible– The Cornice–in the Ground– Since then–’tis Centuries–and yet Feels shorter than the Day I first surmised the Horses Heads Were toward Eternity– Edited February 16, 2004 by den_wolf Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
angel4hope Posted February 16, 2004 Author Report Share Posted February 16, 2004 yayyi yayyi i digg emily dickinson's work too...i have her book of poems..its really hmmm cant find words for it...but i love her ppoetry because you can imply so many different things from it and twist it around to fit your own take on it god i feel so bad, i havent dedicated time to reading armenian-esp armenian poetry...i used to read so much when i went to armenian school...serious this summer i have big plans...lol dedicate my free time and use it wisely Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
angel4hope Posted February 16, 2004 Author Report Share Posted February 16, 2004 A DREAM by Edgar Allan Poe (1827) In visions of the dark night I have dreamed of joy departed- But a waking dream of life and light Hath left me broken-hearted. Ah! what is not a dream by day To him whose eyes are cast On things around him with a ray Turned back upon the past? That holy dream- that holy dream, While all the world were chiding, Hath cheered me as a lovely beam A lonely spirit guiding. What though that light, thro' storm and night, So trembled from afar- What could there be more purely bright In Truth's day-star? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
joseph parikian Posted February 16, 2004 Report Share Posted February 16, 2004 (edited) 17. ԿԱՐՈՏ Իմ անվերջ ճամփի տանջանքից հոգնած՝ Ես ննջել էի ոսկեղեն արտում. Ու ճչաց սիրտըս վայելքից անկարծ — Թվաց որ մեկը կանչում է տրտում... Եվ ես արթնացա խնդության ցավից .— Գիշերվա հովն էր լալիս դաշտերում, Մութ հեռաստանն էր դժկամ նայում ինձ, Մենակությունն էր քարի պես լռում... ՎԱՀԱՆ ՏԵՐՅԱՆ 1885-1920 Edited February 16, 2004 by joseph parikian Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
angel4hope Posted February 16, 2004 Author Report Share Posted February 16, 2004 joseph that was beautiful... wow...that did something to me...hmm now i want t oread more armenian poetry.... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
joseph parikian Posted February 16, 2004 Report Share Posted February 16, 2004 (edited) ՄԱՅՐԻԿԻՍ Հայրենիքես հեռացել եմ, Խեղճ պանդուխտ եմ , տուն չունիմ, Ազիզ մորես բաժանվել եմ, Տըխուր-տըրտում, քուն չունիմ: Սարեն կուգաք, նախշուն հավքե՛ր, Ա՜խ, իմ մորս տեսել չե՞ք. Ծովեն կուգաք, մարմանդ հովե՜ր, Ախըր բարև բերել չե՞ք: Հավք ու հովեր եկան կըշտիս, Անձեն դիպան ու անցան. Պապակ-սրտիս, փափագ-սրտիս Անխոս դիպան ու անցա՜ն: Ա՜խ, քո տեսքին, անուշ լեզվին Կարոտցել եմ, մայրի՛կ ջան. Երնե՜կ, երնե՜կ, երազ լինիմ, Թըռնիմ մոտըդ, մայրի՜կ ջան: Երբ քունըդ գա, լուռ գիշերով Հոգիդ գըրկեմ, համբույր տամ. Սըրտիդ կըպնիմ վառ կարոտով, Լա՛մ ու խընդա՛մ, մայրի՜կ ջան... * * * Մեկը չեղավ, որ իմանար վշտերս, Քնքուշ ձեռքով դարման աներ վերքերիս. Մեկը չեղավ, որ գուրգուրեր վարդերս, Անուշ բույր տար, վարդի գույն տար երգերիս: Կյանքս կտամ սրտից բխած համբույրին, Ա՜խ, թէ մեկը ինձ հասկանա՜ր ու սիրե՜ր: Ի՞նչ կա երկրում և՛ սրբազան, և՛ անգին, Քան թէ զոհվել, քան թէ լինել անձնվեր: Բայց ես կյանքում շա՛տ սիրեցի ու լացի, — Մեկը չեղավ, որ ամոքեր վշտերս, Սիրող սրտի ծարավ, ծարավ մնացի, Մեկը չեղավ, որ գուրգուրեր վարդերս... ԱՎԵՏԻՔ ԻՍԱՀԱԿՅԱՆ 1875-1957 To my Mother Zarouhi who died 1989 Edited February 16, 2004 by joseph parikian Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
angel4hope Posted February 16, 2004 Author Report Share Posted February 16, 2004 that was my favorite poem bac kin armenian school, when i had t omemorize it and say it in front of the class...i remember, i couldnt finish the whole thing because it was so sad... thanx joseph for the wonderful posts...please keep posting more!! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
den_wolf Posted February 16, 2004 Report Share Posted February 16, 2004 Hmm, I'm not sure if I like Edgar Allan Poe. Too lyrical and meaningless for my taste. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hye_Acher Posted February 16, 2004 Report Share Posted February 16, 2004 ¶²ðàôÜ ¶³ñáõÝÁ ³ÛÝù³¯Ý ͳÕÇÏ ¿ í³é»É, ¶³ñáõÝÁ ³ÛÝ忯ë å³ÛÍ³é ¿ ÏñÏÇÝ. - àõ½áõÙ »Ù Ù¿ÏÇÝ ùÝùßûñ¿Ý ëÇñ»É, àõ½áõÙ »Ù ³Ýáõß ÷³Û÷³Û»É Ù¿ÏÇÝ: ²ÛÝå¿¯ë ··áõáÕ ¿ »ñ»ÏáÝ ³Ý³÷, ̳ÕÇÏÝ»ñÝ ³ÛÝ忯ë ݳ½áí »Ý ÷³ÏõáõÙ. - ÞáõñçÁë í³éáõ³Í ¿ ÙÇ ³Ýáõß ï³·Ý³å, ØÇ Ýáñ Ûáõ½áõÙ ëÇñïÁë ÙññÏáõÙ... ²Ýï»ë ½³Ý·»ñÇ Ï³ñϳãÝ »Ù ÉëáõÙ, ÆÙ µ³óáõ³Í ëñïáõÙ ÑÝãáõÙ ¿ ÙÇ »ñ·. - γñÍ»ë ÿ Ù¿ÏÁ ÇÝÓ ¿ »ñ³½áõÙ, γñÍ»ë ϳÝãáõÙ ¿ ÇÝÓ ÙÇ ùÝùáõß Ó»éù... ì²Ð²Ü î¾ðº²Ü Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
angel4hope Posted February 16, 2004 Author Report Share Posted February 16, 2004 Hmm, I'm not sure if I like Edgar Allan Poe. Too lyrical and meaningless for my taste. meaningless..au contraire my friend...very meaningful indeed...bayts yo comprendo..u donlike--u donlike...its all good...but please dont say its meaningless... breaks my heart...for i love poe's work Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hye_Acher Posted February 16, 2004 Report Share Posted February 16, 2004 ²ö²è²Î²Ü ÜáñÇó ÏÃáÕݻ٠ù³Õ³ùÝ ³ÕÙÏáï àõ ׳Ù÷³ ÏÁÝÏݻ٠ѳí»ï ÙdzÛݳÏ. ²ÝËáë ÏÁÙ³ñÇ »ñ»ÏáÝ ³Õáï, ÎÁå³éϻ٠¹³ßïáõ٠ϳݳã ͳéÇ ï³Ï: ÎÁÙáéݳ٠ѻéíÇ ³ÕÙáõÏÁ ³Ñ»Õ, ÎÁ½·³Ù ѳٵáõÛñÁ áõñÇß ûñ»ñÇ, ÈáõÛë »ñ³½Ý»ñÇ ·Çß»ñÁ ßù»Õ êñïÇë ³ÝͳÝáà í³Û»Éù ϵ»ñÇ… лé³íáñ Ù³ñ¹áó ó³í»ñÁ ÏÁ½·³Ù, γñϳãáÕ çñÇ É³óÁ ÏÁÉë»Ù. ÐáÕÁ ÏÁ·ñÏ»Ù, ç»ñÙ ÏÁѻϻϳÙ, ì³é ³ëïÕ»ñÇ Ñ»ï ³Ýáõß Ï»ñ³½»Ù: ²ÝïáõÝ ³Ýóáñ¹Çó ÏÁËݹñ»Ù »ë ѳó, ä³ÛÍ³é ³ÕµÛáõñÇ çáõñÁ ÏÁËÙ»Ù, ȳÛÝ »ñÏÝùÇ ï³Ï ѳßï áõ ëñï³µ³ó øÝùáõß Í³ÕϳÝó Ñ»ï Ë³Õ³Õ ÏÁùݻم ì²Ð²Ü îºðÚ²Ü Good Day!!! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
angel4hope Posted February 16, 2004 Author Report Share Posted February 16, 2004 Oooooooooooooopsie someone made a doo doo here... i cant read anything....!!!??? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Anoushik Posted February 16, 2004 Report Share Posted February 16, 2004 Thank Hye Acher. Vahan Teryan is one of my favorite poets. Angel, I can read Acher's post in Armenian but Joseph Parikian's post is just a bunch of small square's for me. I don't know why in some posts I can see the Armenian letters while on others' it's unreadable. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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