If by Dr. Shailesh Gupta Veer in Arabic/Translated by Taghrid Bou Merhi

لو

لو أن في نبضاتك موسيقى حبي
لو أن هناك بريقًا مني في وجهك
لو أن في عينيك أحلامي
لو أن أنفاسك تفوح بعطر حبي
لو أن قلبك مغرم بحب قلبي
لو أن لديك ركنًا حلوًا وناعمًا لي
:لو أنك تظنين أنني الرجل ذاته
ذاك الذي يسكن أفكارك
وذاك الذي ترينه في أحلامك
:لو أنك تظنين أنني الرجل ذاته
الذي تريدين أن تقضي معه حياتك كلها
...لو
هل تتزوجينني؟

د. شايلش غوبتا فير - الهند ©
ترجمة إلى العربية: تغريد بو مرعي

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If

If your beats have music of my love

If there is my glow in your face

If you have my dreams in your eyes

If there is fragrance of my love in your breaths

If your heart is in the love of my heart

If you have so sweet and soft corner for me

If you think that I am the same man-

as in your thoughts

as in your dreams

If you think that I am the same man-

With whom you want to live your entire life,

If...

Will you marry me?

© Dr. Shailesh Gupta Veer 

Fatehpur, UP, India

Translated into Arabic by Taghrid Bou Merhi

THREE POEMS BY TAGHRID BOU MERHI

VALENTINE'S DAY, O FRAGRANCE OF WISHES

Valentine’s Day lives in our steps,
Like a bird singing in our veins,
Like the dawn light waking every rose
That blossomed deep within our souls.

Come, let us journey to the distant dream,
Flying like butterflies amidst flowers,
Adorning our path with love until
Life becomes melodies and celebration.

On the shoulders of clouds, we etch our love,
Leaving whispers to the winds,
Embracing our hearts whenever longing passes,
Blessing us with the purity of souls.

O heartbeat of life and every joy,
When love enters your heart,
I become like a child of tender dreams,
Hiding in your eyes my greatest wishes.

Come, let us paint life with celebration,
And sketch our madness with nostalgia.
For this day lives between us,
Renewing a love that never fades.

© TAGHRID BOU MERHI - LEBANON - BRAZIL


THE SHADOWS OF LOVE 

Love passes like a fleeting breeze,
leaving its mark upon souls,
like a cloud that rains
over hearts thirsty for life.

It is the heartbeat when the chest tightens,
and the spark in eyes that meet
amid the rush of passing silence.

Love is not a promise,
nor a chain of silk,
it is the breaking of the soul
when it meets its reflection in another.

It is the distance shortened by a glance,
and the estrangement dissolved by a word.

In love,
we flee from ourselves
only to find them clearer.

We fear loss,
but we realize that love
is what remains
when everything else is gone.

© TAGHRID BOU MERHI - LEBANON - BRAZIL


VALENTINE'S NIGHT IN CANDLELIGHT

Love prepares for the night,
draping the moon in veils of light,
planting in the corners of the heart
a warm song,
scattered like stars
across the table of waiting.

Beneath the candlelight,
shadows dance upon the walls,
as if the heart's secrets
confess what words could never say.

Eyes meet in silence,
speaking more than a thousand poems,
and laughter melts
into the warmth of the moment,
as if time itself paused
to witness this beautiful madness.

On Valentine's Day,
souls blossom in love’s presence,
and the heart becomes a homeland
for songs of longing.

© TAGHRID BOU MERHI LEBANON - BRAZIL
(Foz Do Iguaçu, Paraná, Brasil)
taghrid240@gmail.com

She is a Lebanese Brasilian multilingual poet, writer, author, essayist, editor journalist and translator. She has authored 23 books and translated 42 books to date, 112 article to date. She is an active member of various literary and creative platforms. Her writings are part of several national and international magazines, newspapers, journals and anthologies. She was chosen among the 50 women from Asia who had a significant impact on the history of modern literature and she was chosen among the top 20 international journalist's from Legacy Crown. She is presidente of CIESART Lebanon. She was chosen among 12 Elite Members for Prodigy Life - USA. She is a global advisor for poetry on CCTV Chinese TV and editor and head of the translation department at various literary newspapers and magazine.
Some of her literary works have been translated into 48 languages. Additionally, she has written 44 prefaces for books, both Arab and foreign. She has also participated in over 100 international anthologies and 77 Arab anthologies.She has won many awards for her write-ups.

O Dream Thief, a Poem by Taghrid Bou Merhi

How my heart fluttered when you called,  
But I did not answer; affection fades in argument.  

How often you doubted, while my soul longs to be near you,  
And my heart finds joy in the beauty of your love.  

My heart wandered toward you, only to reap sorrow,  
And I see you departing from our shared dwelling.  

Did you think, my love, that I am strong enough?  
The fire of passion in my heart is unbearable.  

I did not arrange my feelings in love,  
The heart yields when emotions are reined in.  

O dream thief, I lived them through my emotions,  
So that hope may thrive within me.  

You neglected my longing, the warmth of my yearning,  
And left me hastily to lament your coldness.  

How I long, my dear, to hear the sweetness of words,  
To be intoxicated by love and flirtation.  

My life and my fate are hostages in your hands;  
I love you, and love is a serious matter.  

My hope for a joyous life is in your love,  
I sought your closeness, and I haven't lost hope yet.  

Come to me, I long for your embrace,  
I am a woman, and without you, I am incomplete.  

- TAGHRID BOU MERHI – LEBANON – BRAZIL

Two Poems by Taghrid Bou Merhi

Mazes!

He didn't leave a maze

without treading it

He would collapse exhausted

into the faces of worn-out bags!!!

He searches for land leaning on the pedestals of the noble city!!

Amidst departure, he devoured the body of sin and delved into longing..!

And since then, tears have not stopped on the cheeks of the sad owner..!

Mothers nailed to the wall of wishes pointed their fingers into the void of places..

They resemble thoughts when they glide in Mozart's music

and inhabit the dreams' breeze..!

Was this a delirium, the audacity of mazes..!?

Perhaps the alphabet will change the essence of the universe..!!

Perhaps it will donate in writing the psalms of love in the sight of creation

and the successive strikes of suppressed desires!!

No language for me!

Bury me the last scream in the coat of waiting

Remove my hand from the wrist of defiance

and grant my mouth a kiss of victory..!

© TAGHRID BOU MERHI

LEBANON/ BRAZIL

IN THE MIDST OF EMPTINESS!!

There is no one around but me..

I move in a silence broken only by the tapping of a beak

Penetrating into my being in a way that time has forgotten..

I try to borrow the noise of its beats from the scenic moment of Beethoven's symphony

Without caring about the dissonance of "imaginary perfection"

In the subtle details of the thread of patience.

Memory twists time with a tragic fantasy imagination

It diminishes the deputies

Far from the deceptive corridors of decay..

When life freezes..

Let your faded convictions in a needle hole

And promise yourself back to the spontaneous moment when you could never admit love, even to yourself..!!

This love of symbolic dimensions

Left behind a lexicon of suffering

Like a taut thread in the midst of complete emptiness..!!

Just like life itself..!!

© TAGHRID BOU MERHI

LEBANON/ BRAZIL

Taghrid Bou Merhi, a Lebanese multilingual poet, writer, journalist and translator living in Brasil. She has authored 18 books and three encyclopedias, a translator of 23 books to date, an author of 56 articles, a presenter of 18 books (10 Arabic books and 8 internacional books), and she participated in more than 60 Arabic books and more than 75 anthology internacional. She is an active member of various literary and creative platforms and editor of 10 Magazine Arabic. She is an advisory member among ten internacional poetry consultants chosen by Chinese media giant CCTV. She is advisor to the International Union of Arab Intellectuals, in the Media Authority for Translation Affairs and advisor to the countries Al-Sham literary platform for literary translation. She is internacional embassador for the organization of creativity for peace London. She teaches Arabic to non-speakers, holds a degree in law.

She has received numerous international awards, including the Nizar Sartawi International Creativity Award in 2021, Naji Numan Award in literature in 2023, and the SahityaPata Kazi Nazrul Islam Memorial Award in 2022. Taghrid has been honored for her journalistic excellence and has won primer place prize such as the "Zheng Nian Cup" 2023. International Peace Medal Award, Peace Award, certificate for Hyperpoem Book (a poetry book publishing 2000 poets), and an honorary prize from the Global Poetic Brotherhood in Texas, USA, for translating global poetry into Arabic, French, and Italian. Taghrid has been honored with the International Poet Zhen Xin Award for 2022 and 2023, and was honored with the "World Leaders Award" among 140 global personalities by WORLD GALA, and SAHITO INTERNACIONAL AWARD FOR LITERATURE "WINNERS OF JURY AWARD FOR LITERATURE 2023". She received the Journalistic Excellence Shield from the Nile and Euphrates Paper Magazine in 2022 and 2023. Taghrid has also been recognized with honorary certificates as a journalist from Mubadara Magazine, Mirror of International Life Agency, and Innovators Magazine. Her writings are part of several national and international magazines, newspapers, journals and anthologies. Her poems have been translated into 47 languages, studied by literary critics, and featured on international radio stations.. She speaks five languages.

Two Poems by Taghrid Bou Merhi

Just a Story
Just a story,
I have a story with dreams that never ends...it started and stopped somewhere.

Some dreams are fantasy, others are a moment of ignition
The moment of coma condenses time and the moment becomes an eternity of joy.

When the lake of heart moves,
Life returns to the flowers
And souls become green trees.

My story wakes up every day sluggishly!

Maybe one day it will end
And the dreams will end...
Maybe it will become a book...
Or maybe it can materialize in a fantasy movie...
Maybe it will stay just a story that started and didn’t end...
Maybe...
□

Ten Cigarettes 
Ten cigarettes are not enough to be alone with broken memories.
Everything can be traded
But no one knows that they are trading with tears all the time.

He was looking at his yellow cigarettes with envy
There were once vibrant!.
Over there she used to bite her fingers while a turquoise rosary never left her hand.

He used to see vague faces
While he soared around shadows merged with shadows.
He completed his rambling meal, and went back to what was familiar in his old life.

It has been since his seclusion, another ten cigarettes snatched by the jingle of his hand.
They gathered and piled up to strike his neck or break his back.

His memories came back to quell the pain again,
Came back to chase him like a hot fire sting.

As if he doesn’t belong to them
As if he doesn’t belong to himself
Just memories, a few cigarettes, and an illusion philosophy.

That’s it !!!
□
© Taghrid Bou Merhi 
Lebanon/Brazil
taghrid240@gmail.com