"the crying game/ spintecătoarea." – 11441 rezultate
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MBMartin Booth
Martin Booth (7 September 1944 - 12 February 2004) was a prolific British novelist and poet. He also worked as a teacher and screenwriter, and was the founder of the Sceptre Press Booth was born in Lancashire, but was brought up mainly in Hong Kong, which he left in 1964. Paper Pennies and Other Poems (1967) Supplication to the Himalayas. A Poem and Sketch (1968) In the Yenan Caves (1969) A Winnowing of Silence (1971) (poems) Pilgrims and Petitions (1971) The Crying Embers (1971) (poems) On the Death of Archdeacon Broix (1971) James Elroy Flecker, Unpublished Poems and Drafts (1971) (editor) White (1971) In Her Hands (1973) (poem) Teller: Four Poems (1973) Brevities (1974) (poems) Hands Twining Grasses (1974) (poems) Spawning The Os (1974) Yogh (1974) (poems) Snath (1975) Two Boys and a Girl, Playing in a Churchyard (1975) (poem) Stalks of Jade: Renderings of early Chinese erotic verse (1976) Horse and Rider, a poem (1976) The Book of Cats (1977) (editor with George MacBeth) Extending...
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John Willy Kopperud
It\'s All Over Now, Baby Blue Bob Dylan You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last. But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast. Yonder stands your orphan with his gun, Crying like a fire in the sun. Look out the saints are comin\' through And it\'s all over now, Baby Blue. The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense. Take what you have gathered from coincidence. The empty-handed painter from your streets Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets. This sky, too, is folding under you And it\'s all over now, Baby Blue. All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home. All your reindeer armies, are all going home. The lover who just walked out your door Has taken all his blankets from the floor. The carpet, too, is moving under you And it\'s all over now, Baby Blue. Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you. Forget the dead you\'ve left, they will not follow you. The vagabond who\'s rapping at your door Is standing in the clothes that you...
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the crow
un spectru bantuie Europa
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TJThe Rave parties going Jester
nu stiu cum naiba sa scap de contul asta infect
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The Shadow
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BBBen Ber
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Alex Dan
21 de ani,imi place singuratatea,observ si judec, imi place sa ma joc cu realitatea,scriu poezie si proza. Sper sa va placa...
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Matei Alexandru Marian
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Anca Emancipatu
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Pelin Razvan Romeo
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the crying game/ spintecătoarea.
de Neagu Raluca
sunt tot aici am o lopată cu care sap ieșirea din tunel stâncile îmi lovesc mâinile ca un părinte să nu te temi nu îmi pasă de rănile care cântă și se deschid timpul ploilor aduce timpul doliului sub...
Me and I
de Dima Bogdan
I\'m that part of you that will never trust me. I\'m not a free stranger in a friendly world. I\'m runing away from you don\'t want love. I\'m the rest of what I hope I will be. I\'m all that you...
Atlas Shrugged
de Ayn Rand
\"Ladies and gentlemen,\" said a voice that came from the radio receiver—a man\'s clear, calm, implacable voice, the kind of voice that had not been heard on the airwaves for years—\"Mr. Thompson...
The Seafarer
de Ezra Pound
May I for my own self song\'s truth reckon, Journey\'s jargon, how I in harsh days Hardship endured oft. Bitter breast-cares have I abided, Known on my keel many a care\'s hold, And dire sea-surge,...
At the mother's cross A face of an angel of childhood
de Laurențiu Nelu Rădoi
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Under the acacias bathed in dead winter's frost, Driven in the wheel of life by a windy March, The moon rises warm, but it's so far away The too...
Raining
de Mihaela Malaky
The sadness is coming Cover my heart with your shadow My heart is broken by an arrow My words are drawn in the sea It’s raining, what a melancholy! I’m wild among the tears I start get dizzy when I...
Tears of the Sun
de Martinescu Vlad
Tears of the sun Martinescu Vlad Upon a beach of golden sand, Somewhere in nowhere land, A man is sleeping. Covered by a red and blue, White striped beach blanket He waits to die. The sun is crying...
poems inspired by the movie Red dragon
de Andrei Dumitrescu
demons take me higher aching in my chest rising up the liar resting his lips on my nest, far away dreaming breaking out from its egg the left arters bleeding crossing heart over leg. She bears the...
It rained all night the day I left
de Vlad Stangu
Cause I was sad, the night was high, the moon was purely white, your eyes were crying, couldn’t stop their storm. And it began to rain: the clouds were grey and full of sadness, their thoughts...
Born to be...
de Pop Emilia- Mariuca
Now i\'m crying cause i feel so lost... My heart is drowning,she had enough! I feel how the sadness my soul follows How can i release myself of this painfull sorrow? No one knows cause no one...