Nazim Hikmet

(1902-1963 / Turkey)

Hymn To Life

Poem by Nazim Hikmet

The hair falling on your forehead
suddenly lifted.
Suddenly something stirred on the ground.
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Comments about Hymn To Life by Nazim Hikmet

  • Susan WilliamsSusan Williams (4/18/2018 8:24:00 PM)

    Powerful. Propelled by intellect, fueled by passion, infused with beautiful poetry!(Report)Reply

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  • Glen KappyGlen Kappy (4/18/2018 7:07:00 AM)

    The different metaphors and similies for his hand and speaking of the right of the first man fascinate me and make me think of the desire to come to the experience of intimacy totally fresh, feeling fully and exquisitely. -GK(Report)Reply

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  • Lantz PierreLantz Pierre (4/18/2018 6:53:00 AM)

    What an incredible knot of power, of vitality, is created by succumbing, by a passive inversion of the universe. The release of all is the inclusion of everything. The desire not of a stone, no personification, no willful interference of human consciousness to change what is fact. To fall in line with an inward perfection perceived. Love is like this. Life is like love. Facts best rhapsodized without defilement of need. Glorious in the exactitude of their existence. Nothing more nor less.(Report)Reply

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  • Hassan HayatiHassan Hayati (4/18/2018 4:30:00 AM)

    very nice poem reminds me of Persian poems said by Hafiz, his imaginative words are fantastic.(Report)Reply

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  • Kumarmani MahakulKumarmani Mahakul (4/18/2018 4:22:00 AM)

    Tonight my hand
    can't read or write.
    Neither loving nor unloving...
    It's the tongue of a leopard at a spring,
    a grape leaf,
    a wolf's paw........touching expression with nice theme. Beautiful poem presented.(Report)Reply

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  • Anil Kumar PandaAnil Kumar Panda (11/25/2016 9:42:00 AM)

    I want the right of life,
    of the leopard at the spring, of the seed splitting open-
    I want the right of the first man.... is really very nice. Like to read again and again. Thanks for sharing.(Report)Reply

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  • Subhas Chandra ChakraSubhas Chandra Chakra (11/25/2016 4:44:00 AM)

    Far off
    where we can't see,
    the moon must be rising.
    It hasn't reached us yet,
    slipping through the leaves
    to light up your shoulder.
    An artistic approach to nature.
    10 for it.
    Subhas(Report)Reply

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  • Edward Kofi LouisEdward Kofi Louis (11/25/2016 2:37:00 AM)

    As the moon rises far off! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.(Report)Reply

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  • Bernard F. AsuncionBernard F. Asuncion (11/25/2016 1:51:00 AM)

    Far off
    where we can't see,
    the moon must be rising.
    It hasn't reached us yet

    Thanks for sharing.....(Report)Reply

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  • Leslie SharpLeslie Sharp (10/28/2014 12:11:00 AM)

    This is a lonely poem *love* I wish more man in life would realize how they should love and less abuse ran rapid.. I believe there is someone for everyone even if sometimes we don't feel like it.(Report)Reply

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