"...cry of the flesh..." – 249 rezultate
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GSGheorghe Stanila
M-am născut în 1971, în mult iubitul oraș,Caransebeș din sud-vestul României. Eu, aici, acum și la vârsta asta, stiu cam târziu dar, "mai bine mai târziu, decât niciodată" ! Lăsați-mă vă rog să-mi împărtășesc visele cu voi ! Riddle…!!! Then, there, surreal dreams Yesterday, choices, regrets, rewards Now, here, reality, alive Tomorrow, opportunities, unknown, surprises Combine all of those, and, you get what else? ...than LIFE itself… So, lets: -dream, choose, live, cry, love, laugh, celebrate…LIVE YOUR LIFE! Don’t waste it!
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"When a person is born They cry and the world laugh But let them live such a life That when they die they laugh And the world cries."
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The Afternoon of a Faun
de Stéphane Mallarmé
These nymphs I would perpetuate. So clear Their light carnation, that it floats in the air Heavy with tufted slumbers. Was it a dream I loved? My doubt, a heap of ancient night, is finishing In many...
THE GRIFFIN
de Alina Mihai
I took the path of silence and of black night The sunlit world was far behind me The grass swayed gently in the moonlight And trees were tall, and starry sky And yet all these I could not see. On...
Darkness
de George Gordon Noel Byron
I had a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars Did wander darkling in the eternal space, Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth Swung blind and blackening...
Darkness
de George Gordon Noel Byron
I had a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguished, and the stars Did wander darkling in the eternal space, Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth Swung blind and blackening...
Duplicity
de soulmate
It is then, when the sky is no longer blue, It is then, when I forget all about You, It is then, when I can not confess my sin, It is then, when my enemies win, It is then, when gravity makes it hard...
Goblin Market
de Christina Rossetti
MORNING and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: \"Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy: Apples and quinces, Lemons and oranges, Plump unpecked cherries- Melons and raspberries,...
Crow\'s Fall
de Ted Hughes
When Crow was white he decided the sun was too white. He decided it glared much too whitely. He decided to attack it and defeat it. He got his strength up flush and in full glitter. He clawed and...
cry of the mankind
de Leonard Ancuta
mai întîi au prins mișcare de rotație: mama în zîmbetul tatei în care mă recunoșteam ușor vinovat, copilăria cu juliturile de la fotbal sau căzutul de pe bicicletă. apoi una cîte una cărțile...
The poem
de cristina
The poem is the eye that cries, it is the shoulder that cries, the eye of the shoulder that cries. It is the hand that cries, the eye of the hand that cries. It is the sole that cries, the eye of the...
în Peninsula Tomis
de Ioan-Mircea Popovici
stau să-mi aduc aminte ce voi face azi întelegi tu cum vine asta eu stau să-mi aduc aminte viitorul spre disperarea unora și-a altora să luăm acum inelul cu chei și după cum ne-am înțeles să dăm o...
Poem of Unspoken Words
de raluca
From time to time i miss what i didn\'t do and i smile at the recall of all the places I\'ve never been to.. Every now and then I cry thinking of all the iloveyou-s and tender words left unsaid...
I\'m
de Andrei Dumitrescu
I am the winter I am the snow, I am the splinter in the wings of John Doe, I am the sky, I am the moon the light of the thunder, the scent of the walls breaking into perfume, I am the smile, the last...
Ballad of the Goodly Fere
de Ezra Pound
Simon Zelotes speaketh it somewhile after the Crucifixion Ha\' we lost the goodliest fere o\' all For the priests and the gallows tree? Aye lover he was of brawny men, O\' ships and the open sea....
Joan of Arc
de Leonard Cohen
Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc as she came riding through the dark; no moon to keep her armour bright, no man to get her through this very smoky night. She said, \"I\'m tired of the war, I...
Postcard to The Past
de Ohm
The past... Wow, what can I say. All this soon will fade. All this will simply be fetilizer for the future. The past can\\\\\\\'t help but cry, and die... drowning in its own tears (and sometimes its...
When The Evil Plays Fairplay
de Limbasan Marcel
You think it is jail what I call life And you believe Satan`s alive. Because you`re weak you always cry Because you`re weak you want to die. I own the kingdom of the darkness Pass the gates and...
Another On The Same
de John Milton
Here lieth one who did most truly prove, That he could never die while he could move, So hung his destiny never to rot While he might still jogg on, and keep his trot, Made of sphear-metal, never to...
The Silence before the Storm
de Poison
For me, the silence is a torture. But the storm is bless, a new capture. ‘Because I’m her daughter, she\'s my slave, And we are both so beautiful and brave! We are two savages; two of a kind: She...