Love Quotes, Love Images, Sayings

Here I try to show you how we need to realize there are many poems in the world, especially for Tang Poems ( Chinese Poems ). Once again, I thankfully to the publisher for the translations (you may see the original version written in Chinese language --> AFPC). You can find "Classiques Wengu" in there.

I'll show you the two poems :

Beyond Seeing

A girl of the Lu clan who lives in Golden-Wood Hall,
Where swallows perch in pairs on beams of tortoiseshell,
Hears the washing-mallets' cold beat shake the leaves down. ...
The Liaoyang expedition will be gone ten years,
And messages are lost in the White Wolf River. ...
Here in the City of the Red Phoenix autumn nights are long,
Where one who is heart-sick to see beyond seeing,
Sees only moonlight on the yellow-silk wave of her loom.

By Shen Quanqi


Falling Petals

Gone is the guest from the Chamber of Rank,
And petals, confused in my little garden,
Zigzagging down my crooked path,
Escort like dancers the setting sun.
Oh, how can I bear to sweep them away?
To a sad-eyed watcher they never return.
Heart's fragrance is spent with the ending of spring
And nothing left but a tear-stained robe.

By Li Shangyin

Sources : AFPC

The Life of William Shakespeare

In this second chapter, i'll fulfill your desire to read more about Venus And Adonis (1593) ,was a poem that written by William Shakespeare ---> Venus and Adonis of William Shakespeare

VENUS AND ADONIS (1593)

Venus and Adonis is written in an incessantly clever manner. Venus's words to Adonis from line 229 onwards:

"Fondling," she saith, "since I have hemm'd thee here
Within the circuit of this ivory pale,
I'll be a park, and thou shalt be my deer;
Feed where thou wilt, on mountain or in dale:
Graze on my lips; and if those hills be dry,
Stray lower, where the pleasant fountains lie."

And at line 505, Shakespeare rather daringly alludes to the perils of 1593. Venus coerces a kiss from Adonis, and to celebrate its sweetness, says of Adonis' lips:

"Long may they kiss each other, for this cure!
O, never let their crimson liveries wear!
And as they last, their verdure still endure,
To drive infection from the dangerous year!
That the star-gazers, having writ on death,
May say, the plague is banish'd by thy breath."


Source from : wikipedia.

These Khalil Gibran poems are so romantic to me, and you can get some of his poetries in a book named "A Tear and A Smile" (Works Originally Written in Arabic, published in 1914). Thanks for the translations, and if you want more of khalil gibran's poems ---> Khalil Gibran Poems


A Tear and A Smile (1914)

A Lover's Call

Where are you, my beloved?
Are you in that little Paradise, watering the flowers who look upon you As infants look upon the breast of their mothers?
Or are you in your chamber where the shrine of Virtue has been placed in your honor, and upon Which you offer my heart and soul as sacrifice?
Or amongst the books, seeking human knowledge, While you are replete with heavenly wisdom?
Oh companion of my soul, where are you? Are you Praying in the temple? Or calling Nature in the Field, haven of your dreams?
Are you in the huts of the poor, consoling the Broken-hearted with the sweetness of your soul, and Filling their hands with your bounty?
You are God's spirit everywhere; You are stronger than the ages.
Do you have memory of the day we met, when the halo of You spirit surrounded us, and the Angels of Love Floated about, singing the praise of the soul's deed?
Do you recollect our sitting in the shade of the Branches, sheltering ourselves from Humanity, as the ribs Protect the divine secret of the heart from injury?
Remember you the trails and forest we walked, with hands Joined, and our heads leaning against each other, as if We were hiding ourselves within ourselves? (...continued)

Source from : Khalil Gibran Poems

If we want to read romantic love poems , maybe these poems should be your choice. I like them, and i want to honor the poet, all that he gives for a best art. If you want more of chinesse poems, and also you want a link that written in chinese language----> Chinese Poems (2)

These were the poets :

Bai Juyi (also known as Bo Juyi and Po Chuyi) wrote in the Mid-Tang period (772-846).


Sleeping On a Night Of Autumn Rain


It's cold this night in autumn's third month,
Peacefully within, a lone old man.
He lies down late, the lamp already gone out,
And beautifully sleeps amid the sound of rain.
The ash inside the vessel still warm from the fire,
Its fragrance increases the warmth of quilt and covers.
When dawn comes, clear and cold, he does not rise,
The red frosted leaves cover the steps.



and Li Bai (also known as Li Bo or Li Taibai), of the High Tang period (701-762), ranks along side Du Fu as one of the two leading figures of Chinese poetry.


Ancient Air


I climb up high and look on the four seas,
Heaven and earth spreading out so far.
Frost blankets all the stuff of autumn,
The wind blows with the great desert's cold.
The eastward-flowing water is immense,
All the ten thousand things billow.
The white sun's passing brightness fades,
Floating clouds seem to have no end.
Swallows and sparrows nest in the Wutong tree,
Yuan and Luan birds perch among jujube thorns.
Now it's time to head on back again,
I flick my sword and sing
Taking the Hard Road.


Source From :

Chinese Poems

Khalil Gibran Poems

Just taking what we need to know about love in the mind of KHALIL GIBRAN.

"Jesus The Son Of Man"

JOHN AT PATMOS - JESUS THE GRACIOUS

ONCE MORE I would speak of Him. God gave me the voice and the burning lips though not the speech. And unworthy am I for the fuller word, yet I would summon my heart to my lips. Jesus loved me and I knew not why. And I loved Him because He quickened my spirit to heights beyond my stature, and to depths beyond my sounding. Love is a sacred mystery. To those who love, it remains forever wordless; But to those who do not love, it may be but a heartless jest. Jesus called me and my brother when we were laboring in the field. I was young then and only the voice of dawn had visited my ears. But His voice and the trumpet of His voice was the end of my labor and the beginning of my passion. And there were naught for me then but to walk in the sun and worship the loveliness of the hour. Could you conceive a majesty too kind to be majestic? And a beauty too radiant to seem beautiful? Could you hear in your dreams a voice shy of its own rapture? He called me and I followed Him. That evening I returned to my father's house to get my other cloak. And I said to my mother, "Jesus of Nazareth would have me in His company." And she said, "Go His way my son, even like your brother." And I accompanied Him. His fragrance called me and commanded me, but only to release me. Love is a gracious host to his guests though to the unbidden his house is a mirage and a mockery. ( ...continued )


and his famous poem : "The Prophet"


Love


Then said Almitra, "Speak to us of Love."
And he raised his head and looked upon the people, and there fell a stillness upon them. And with a great voice he said: When love beckons to you, follow him, Though his ways are hard and steep. And when his wings enfold you yield to him, Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you. And when he speaks to you believe in him, Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden.
For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning. Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun, So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth. Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself. He threshes you to make you naked. He sifts you to free you from your husks. He grinds you to whiteness. He kneads you until you are pliant; And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God's sacred feast.
All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life's heart.
But if in your fear you would seek only love's peace and love's pleasure, Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love's threshing-floor, Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears.
Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself. Love possesses not nor would it be possessed; For love is sufficient unto love.
When you love you should not say, "God is in my heart," but rather, "I am in the heart of God." And think not you can direct the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course. (...continued)


Source from :

Khalil Gibran Poems

The Life of William Shakespeare





Name : William Shakespeare
Born : April 1564 (exact date unknown)
Died : 23 April 1616
Occupation :Playwright, poet, actor

The arts :

Sonnet 18 is one of the best-known from 154 sonnets :

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date;
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

–William Shakespeare


The poetry states that his lover will live on forever through the words of the poem

all source from :

The Life of William Shakespeare