Ayna Konta

أين كنت؟ - أبيات من أدونيس - إلقاء: صالح بدرة
Ayna Konta? (Where Have You Been?) - Lines from Adonis - Read by Saleh Badrah

Life Is But A Day

Stop and consider! life is but a day;
A fragile dew-drop on its perilous way
From a tree’s summit.

~ John Keats

A Fresh-Blown Musk-Rose

I saw the sweetest flower wild nature yields,
A fresh-blown musk-rose; ’twas the first that threw
Its sweets upon the summer: graceful it grew.

~ John Keats

Refreshing Beauty

Morning spectacle:
Dewdrops from pink bells dripping:
Refreshing beauty.

~ Poetictouch

Erasing Darkness

Watching the vast sea,
I see the bright sun rising,
Erasing darkness.

~ Poetictouch

Defying Darkness

Facing the bright sun,
Firmly the sunflower stands,
Defying darkness.

~ Poetictouch

Blending With Your Scent

Blending with your scent,
Like sweat these sweet dewdrops drip
From you, fragrant rose.

~ Poetictouch

Sweet Cherry Blossom

Sweet cherry blossom,
As I gaze at your beauty,
This haiku blossoms.

~ Poetictouch

What Is A Haiku?

What is a haiku?
The essence of a moment
Concisely conceived.

~ Poetictouch

Sweetly Singing

Amid the green leaves,
An enchanting nightingale
Is sweetly singing.

~ Poetictouch

The Soul Of The Rose

The soul of the rose,
The fragrance of her essence,
Enkindles my soul.

~ Poetictouch

That Sweet Odour

The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem
For that sweet odour which doth in it live.

~ William Shakespeare

That Sweet Odour

The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem
For that sweet odour which doth in it live.

~ William Shakespeare

Dawn Is On The Way

Standing by the sea,
I see the sun descending:
Dawn is on the way.

~ Poetictouch

This Thing Of Beauty

This thing of beauty,
This sweet-scented orange rose,
Tenderly I kiss.

~ Poetictouch

The Bard Of Avon

To enrich your mind,
Immerse yourself in Shakespeare,
The Bard of Avon.

~ Poetictouch

Today Shines The Sun

Yesterday is gone,
Tomorrow is never here,
Today shines the sun.

~ Poetictouch

Pinkish Passion Fruit

Scrumptiously sweet
Is your succulent nectar,
Pinkish passion fruit.

~ Poetictouch

Vintage Fountain Pens

I used to enjoy
Writing with and collecting
Vintage fountain pens.

~ Poetictouch

Il Dolce Far Niente

Take time to savour
Il dolce far niente,
To enjoy your life.

~ Poetictouch

Fondly Reading Keats

By a serene lake,
Beneath a tree I once sat
And fondly read Keats.

~ Poetictouch

My Inner Garden

I shape my poems
Intending to beautify
My inner garden.

~ Poetictouch

Rose-Scented Beauty

Lovely looks this rose,
Much more lovely is her scent:
Rose-scented Beauty.

~ Poetictouch

We Have Lingered In The Chambers Of The Sea

We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.

~ T. S. Eliot

We Have Lingered In The Chambers Of The Sea

We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.

~ T. S. Eliot

It’s BlissTo Sniff You

It’s bliss to sniff you,
Enchanting is your fragrance,
Fresh white Gardenia.

~ Poetictouch

Sipping Her Nectar

The bee is busy
Inside the luscious flower,
Sipping her nectar.

~ Poetictouch

You’re Mine And I’m Yours

You’re mine and I’m yours,
Said my Dad on his deathbed,
Looking at my Mom

~ Poetictouch

Sweet Daffodil

Once, on a green hill,
I met a sweet daffodil:
Lovely was her smile.

~ Poetictouch

The Bard Of Flowers

John Clare once declared
That he’s The Bard of Flowers:
His poems prove it.

~ Poetictouch

Flowers Cheer Me Up

Flowers cheer me up:
Delightful are their colours,
Pleasant are their scents.

~ Poetictouch

The Poet’s Darling

You’re dazzling, Daisy!
No wonder Wordsworth called you:
The Poet’s darling.

~ Poetictouch

To Be A Haiku

To be a haiku,
Or not to be a haiku,
That is the question!

~ Poetictouch

Your Heart Is A Harp

Your heart is a harp:
Like sweet serene melodies
Let your feelings flow.

~ Poetictouch

Once Upon The Grass

Where is that sweet lass
With whom I sweetly frolicked
Once upon the grass?

~ Poetictouch

Lovely Spring Is Here

Lovely Spring is here:
Her floral-scented beauty
None can fail to feel.

~ Poetictouch

Water Your Flower

Water your flower:
A flower without water
Loses its beauty.

~ Poetictouch

Water Your Flower

Water your flower:
A flower without water
Loses its beauty.

~ Poetictouch

Splendour In The Grass

What though the radiance
Which was once so bright
Be now for ever taken from my sight,
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass,
Of glory in the flower,
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind;
In the primal sympathy
Which having been must ever be;
In the soothing thoughts that spring
Out of human suffering;
In the faith that looks through death,
In years that bring the philosophic mind.

~ William Wordsworth

Early Morning Walks

Early morning walks
Through the hills and dales of Wales
Gleeful were those days.

~ Poetictouch

What Is Poetry?

What is Poetry?
The beautiful expression
Of inner feelings.

~ Poetictouch

What Is Poetry?

What is Poetry?
The beautiful expression
Of inner feelings.

~ Poetictouch

I Sniff You Deeply

I sniff you deeply,
Your scent is captivating,
Fresh red carnation.

~ Poetictouch

Pretty Bleeding Heart

Pretty bleeding heart,
Your beauty will make sorrow
Fall in love with joy.

~ Poetictouch

Jasmine Tea

Sipping jasmine tea
Here in this garden I feel
Like I’m in Eden.

~ Poetictouch

Be Like An Oak Tree

Be like an oak tree,
Always strong and always sure
That you will endure.

~ Poetictouch

Be Like An Oak Tree

Be like an oak tree,
Always strong and always sure
That you will endure.

~ Poetictouch

A Secret Correspondece With Our Heart

Hence in solitude, or in that deserted state when we are surrounded by human beings, and yet they sympathize not with us, we love the flowers, the grass, and the waters, and the sky. In the motion of the very leaves of spring, in the blue air, there is then found a secret correspondence with our heart.

~ Percy Bysshe Shelley

Nothing Is So Beautiful As Spring

Nothing is so beautiful as Spring.

~ Gerard Manley Hopkins

I Am

I am the self-consumer of my woes.

~ John Clare

There Was A Time

There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream,
The earth, and every common sight,
To me did seem
Apparelled in celestial light,
The glory and the freshness of a dream.
It is not now as it hath been of yore;—
Turn wheresoe'er I may,
By night or day,
The things which I have seen I now can see no more.

~ William Wordsworth

Who Is This Sad Lad?

Who is this sad lad
Standing amid the daisies?
A Beauty lover.

~ Poetictouch

Who Is This Sad Lad?

Who is this sad lad
Standing amid the daisies?
A Beauty lover.

~ Poetictouch

عمري مش تلاتين

عمري مش تلاتين
ولا أربعين ولا حتى خمسين
‏عمري بيكبر وبيصغر مع كل كلمة حنين
أو كلمة قسوة تخلي القلب حزين

صلاح جاهين ~

Serenity

Serenely the swan
Through the placid misty lake
With elegance glides.

~ Poetictouch

Now As I Was Young And Easy

Now as I was young and easy … - Sir Anthony Hopkins reads from Fern Hill by Dylan Thomas

Fresh Morning Dewdrops

Fresh morning dewdrops
From a red rose are dripping:
I’d love to sip them.

~ Poetictouch

Sweet-Scented Jasmine

Sweet-scented Jasmine,
Refreshjng is your fragrance,
Tender is your touch.

~ Poetictouch

Blossoms Are Blooming

Blossoms are blooming,
Signalling the arrival
Of beautiful Spring.

~ Poetictouch

Gleeful Daffodil

Gleeful daffodil,
When I behold you, sadness
From my heart departs.

~ Poetictouch

Sweet Succulent Apricot

Delicious you look
Sweet succulent apricot
I want to eat you!

~ Poetictouch

Good Morning Daisy!

Good morning Daisy!
With pearly dewdrops adorned,
You look so lovely.

~ Poetictouch