English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

death poem

quando eu for para trás ligar à terra
há qualquer um lá
uma milha atrás
o mais saddest do ano
não pendure nenhuma grinalda
do assoalho ao teto
os poetas dizem
como deva mim ajude à direita ao mundo que está indo erradamente
ido antes de nós
eu sou o vento que wavers
assim perdido
a luz retirada

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Richard Wright: black first - Times Online
  • 2009 calendar highlights area bridges - The Oregonian - OregonLive.com
  • The Star Trek mixtape - Toronto Star
  • Introducing Beth Morrissey - Huffington Post
  • The path to being published - Longview News-Journal
  • Authors' summer reading lists full (Arizona Daily Star)
  • Smoking ban is communistic - La Crosse Tribune
  • Readers' tributes to their dads (Abilene Reporter-News)
  • Victor McCay - Everything Alabama
  • Book Notes - BurlingtonFreePress.com
  • Capital Pride Events - Metro Weekly
  • Anne d’Harnoncourt dies - Philadelphia Inquirer
  • The rainy season brings new life to an ancient land - Economic Times
  • A little bit of honesty please, NZUSA (Scoop.co.nz)
  • Who will Couture Queen of Fall Galas? - New York Sun
 

Mortgage Refinance

Home Mortgage

December 2007 Mortgage News

Poetry | Home | Contact Us | Educational Resources | Vote For This Poem | Visitor Favorites

Summer School Help Beginner Math Physics Primer Chemistry Primer Intro Psychology English Primer
Intro Grammar Beginner Writing American History American Civil War Intro Biology Composition Help


Check out El-Grande Web Directory today!


www.endlesspoetry.com ©Copyright 2004 - 2007 Michael VanDeMar All Rights Reserved