Humble Vocals Spoken Poems

Rumi Poetry • There is a candle • Reading this beautiful poem by Rumi • There is a candle in the heart of man, waiting to be kindled.In separation from the Friend, there is a cut waiting to bestitched.

Rumi Poems • The Guest House • Reading this beautiful poem by Rumi • Sufi Poetry This being human is a guest house.Every morning a new arrival.A joy, a depression, a meanness,some momentary awareness comesAs an unexpected visitor.

Rumi Poems • Not Here • Reading this beautiful poem by Rumi • Sufi Poetry There's courage involved if you wantto become truth.There is a broken- open place in a lover.

Rumi Poetry • I Swear • Reading this beautiful poem by Rumi • Sufi Poetry I swear, since seeing Your face,the whole world is fraud and fantasyThe garden is bewildered as to what is leafor blossom. The distracted birdscan't distinguish the birdseed from the snare.

Sylvia Plath Poetry • April 18 • Reading this beautiful poem by Sylvia Plath •

Rumi Poetry • I have been tricked • Reading this beautiful poem by Rumi • I have been tricked by flying too closeto what I thought I loved.Now the candleflame is out, the wine spilled,and the lovers have withdrawn

Rabindranath Tagore Poetry • I • Reading this beautiful poem by Rabindranath Tagore • I wonder if I know himIn whose speech is my voice,In whose movement is my being,Whose skill is in my lines,Whose melody is in my songs

Rabindranath Tagore Poetry • Friend • Reading this beautiful poem by Rabindranath Tagore • Art thou abroad on this stormy nighton thy journey of love, my friend?The sky groans like one in despair.

Rumi Poetry • Did I Not Say To You • Reading this beautiful poem by Rumi • Did I not say to you, “Go not there, for I am your friend; in thismirage of annihilation I am the fountain of life?”Even though in anger you depart a hundred thousand yearsfrom me, in the end you will come to me, for I am your goal.

Rumi Poetry • Any Soul That Drank the Nectar • Reading this beautiful poem by Rumi •

Rabindranath Tagore Poetry • One Day in Spring • Reading this beautiful poem by Rabindranath Tagore • One day in spring, a woman cameIn my lonely woods,In the lovely form of the Beloved.Came, to give to my songs, melodies,To give to my dreams, sweetness.

Rabindranath Tagore Poetry • Lover's Gifts II: Come to My Garden Walk • Reading this beautiful poem by Rabindranath Tagore • Come to my garden walk, my love. Pass by the fervid flowers that press themselves on your sight. Pass them by, stopping at some chance joy, which like a sudden wonder of sunset illumines, yet elude.

Rabindranath Tagore Poetry • Innermost One • Reading this beautiful poem by Rabindranath Tagore • He it is, the innermost one,who awakens my being with his deep hidden touches.

Sylvia Plath Poetry • Bluebeard • Reading this beautiful poem by Sylvia Plath • I am sending back the key that let me into bluebeard's study; because he would make love to me I am sending back the key;

Rumi Poetry • Out of your love • Reading this beautiful poem by Rumi • Out of your love the fire of youth will rise.In the chest, visions of the soul will rise.

Pablo Neruda Poetry • Love • Reading this beautiful poem by Pablo Neruda • What's wrong with you, with us,what's happening to us?Ah our love is a harsh cordthat binds us wounding usand if we wantto leave our wound,to separate,it makes a new knot for us and condemns us

Rumi Poetry • In Love • Reading this beautiful poem by Rumi • In love, aside from sipping the wine of timelessness,nothing else exists.There is no reason for living except for giving one's life.I said, "First I know you, then I die."He said, "For the one who knows Me, there is no dying."

Pablo Neruda Poetry • I Remember You As You Were • Reading this beautiful poem by Pablo Neruda • I remember you as you were in the last autumn.You were the grey beret and the still heart.In your eyes the flames of the twilight fought on.And the leaves fell in the water of your soul.

Pablo Neruda Poetry • I Hunt For A Sign Of You • Reading this beautiful poem by Pablo Neruda • I hunt for a sign of you in all the others,In the rapid undulant river of women,Braids, shyly sinking eyes,Light step that slices, sailing through the foam.

Rumi Poetry • Birdsong • Reading this beautiful poem by Jalaluddin Rumi • Birdsong brings reliefto my longingI'm just as ecstatic as they are,but with nothing to say!Please universal soul, practicesome song or something through me!

Rumi Poetry • How Long • Reading this beautiful poem by Rumi • How long will you think about this painful life?How long will you think about this harmful world?The only thing it can take from you is your body.Don't say all this rubbish and stop thinking.

Pablo Neruda Poetry • I Do Not Love You Except • Reading this beautiful poem by Pablo Neruda • I do not love you except because I love you;I go from loving to not loving you,From waiting to not waiting for youMy heart moves from cold to fire.

Pablo Neruda Poetry • Entrance of the Rivers • Reading this beautiful poem by Pablo Neruda • Beloved of the rivers,besetBy azure water and transparent drops,Like a tree of veins your spectreOf dark goddess biting apples:And then awakening nakedTo be tattoed by the rivers,

Pablo Neruda Poetry • Brown and Agile Child • Reading this beautiful poem by Pablo Neruda • Brown and agile child, the sun which forms the fruit And ripens the grain and twists the seaweed Has made your happy body and your luminous eyes And given your mouth the smile of water.

Pablo Neruda Poetry • Clenched Soul • Reading this beautiful poem by Pablo Neruda • We have lost even this twilight.No one saw us this evening hand in handwhile the blue night dropped on the world.

Pablo Neruda Poetry • Cat's Dream • Reading this beautiful poem by Pablo Neruda • How neatly a cat sleeps, sleeps with its paws and its posture, sleeps with its wicked claws, and with its unfeeling blood, sleeps with all the rings-- a series of burnt circles--

Pablo Neruda Poetry • Your Laughter • Reading this beautiful poem by Pablo Neruda • Valentine's day Poems • Love Poems for Valentine's day • A poem that will melt your heart • Most romantic poetryTake bread away from me, if you wish,take air away, butdo not take from me your laughter.

Rabindranath Tagore Poetry • On the Nature of Love • Reading this beautiful poem by Rabindranath Tagore • The night is black and the forest has no end; a million people thread it in a million ways. We have trysts to keep in the darkness, but where or with whom - of that we are unaware.

Rabindranath Tagore Poetry • Free Love • Reading this beautiful poem by Rabindranath Tagore • By all means they try to hold me secure who love me in this world.But it is otherwise with thy love which is greater than theirs,and thou keepest me free.

Rabindranath Tagore Poetry • Endless Time • Reading this beautiful poem by Rabindranath Tagore • Time is endless in thy hands, my lord.There is none to count thy minutes.Days and nights pass and ages bloom and fade like flowers.Thou knowest how to wait.

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,There is a field. I'll meet you there.When the soul lies down in that grass,The world is too full to talk about.Ideas, language, even the phrase each otherDoesn't make any sense.The phrase "Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing" is a famous line from a poem by the 13th-century Persian poet, Rumi. It suggests a space beyond moral judgments and dualistic thinking, where a deeper connection with oneself and others can be found. Specifically, the full line, "Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I'll meet you there," implies a place of unity and understanding that transcends conventional notions of good and bad. 

Rabindranath Tagore Poetry • Defamation • Reading this beautiful poem by Rabindranath Tagore • Where are those tears in your eyes, my child?How horrid of them to be always scolding you for nothing!You have stained your fingers and face with ink while writing-is that why they call you dirty?

Kahlil Gibran Poetry • Pleasure XXIV • Reading this beautiful poem by Kahlil Gibran • Then a hermit, who visited the city once a year, came forth and said, "Speak to us of Pleasure."

Kahlil Gibran Poetry • Peace XVIII • Reading this beautiful poem by Kahlil Gibran • The tempest calmed after bending the branches of the trees and leaning heavily upon the grain in the field. The stars appeared as broken remnants of lightning, but now silence prevailed over all, as if Nature's war had never been fought.

Kahlil Gibran Poetry • Giving chapter V • Reading this beautiful poem by Kahlil Gibran • Then said a rich man, "Speak to us of Giving."And he answered:You give but little when you give of your possessions.

Kahlil Gibran Poetry • Reason and Passion XV • Reading this beautiful poem by Kahlil Gibran • And the priestess spoke again and said: "Speak to us of Reason and Passion."And he answered saying:Your soul is oftentimes a battlefield, upon which your reason and your judgment wage war against passion and your appetite.

Kahlil Gibran Poetry • Marriage chapter III • Reading this beautiful poem by Kahlil Gibran • Then Almitra spoke again and said, "And what of Marriage, master?"And he answered saying:You were born together, and together you shall be forevermore.

Kahlil Gibran Poetry • Love chapter II • Reading this beautiful poem by Kahlil Gibran • 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,

Kahlil Gibran Poetry • The Life of Love XVI - Winter • Reading this beautiful poem by Kahlil Gibran • WinterCome close to me, oh companion of my full life;Come close to me and let not Winter's touchEnter between us. Sit by me before the hearth,For fire is the only fruit of Winter.

Kahlil Gibran Poetry • The Life of Love XVI - Autumn • Reading this beautiful poem by Kahlil Gibran • AutumnLet us go and gather grapes in the vineyardFor the winepress, and keep the wine in oldVases, as the spirit keeps Knowledge of theAges in eternal vessels.

Kahlil Gibran Poetry • The Life of Love XVI - Summer • Reading this beautiful poem by Kahlil Gibran • SummerLet us go into the fields, my beloved, for theTime of harvest approaches, and the sun's eyesAre ripening the grain.

Kahlil Gibran Poetry • The Life of Love XVI - Spring • Reading this beautiful poem by Kahlil Gibran • SpringCome, my beloved; let us walk amidst the knolls,For the snow is water, and Life is alive from itsSlumber and is roaming the hills and valleys.Let us follow the footprints of Spring into theDistant fields, and mount the hilltops to drawInspiration high above the cool green plains.

Rumi Poetry • Two kinds of intelligence • Reading this beautiful poem by Rumi • There are two kinds of intelligence: one acquired,as a child in school memorizes facts and conceptsfrom books and from what the teacher says,collecting information from the traditional sciencesas well as from the new sciences.

Rumi Poetry • The taste of morning • Reading this beautiful poem by Rumi • Time's knife slides from the sheath,as fish from where it swims.Being closer and closer is the desireof the body. Don't wish for union!

Rumi Poetry • The seed market • Reading this beautiful poem by Rumi • Can you find another market like this?Where,with your one roseyou can buy hundreds of rose gardens?

Rumi Poetry • The breeze at dawn • Reading this beautiful poem by Rumi • The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.Don't go back to sleep.

Rumi Poetry • Moving water • Reading this beautiful poem by Rumi • When you do things from your soul, you feel a rivermoving in you, a joy.When actions come from another section, the feelingdisappears.

Rabindranath Tagore Poetry • Dungeon • Reading this beautiful poem by Rabindranath Tagore • He whom I enclose with my name is weeping in this dungeon.I am ever busy building this wall all around; and as this wall goes up intothe sky day by day I lose sight of my true being in its dark shadow.

Rumi Poetry • Two friends • Reading this beautiful poem by Rumi • A certain person came to the Friend's doorand knocked."Who's there?""It's me."The Friend answered, "Go away. There's no placefor raw meat at this table."

Rumi Poetry • This we have now • Reading this beautiful poem by Rumi • This we have nowis not imagination.This is notgrief or joy.Not a judging state,or an elation,or sadness.Those come and go.This is the presence that doesn't.