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Nikki Giovanni

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Pe numele adevarat Yolande Cornelia Giovanni, a urmat cursurile Universitatii Fisk. E membru activ in The Black Arts Movement, o comunitate de intelectuali de culoare din SUA, care activeaza pentru respectarea drepturilor negrilor si egalitate rasiala. Opera majora: Black Feeling, Black Talk (1968). Black Judgement (1968). Night Comes Softly (1970). Poem of Angela Yvonne Davis (1970). Illustrated by Charles Bible. Re: Creation (1970). Gemini: An Extended Autobiographical Statement on My First Twenty-Five Years of Being a Black Poet (1971). Spin a Soft Black Song: Poems for Children (1971). Illustrated by Charles Bible. In My House (1972). Dialogue (1973). Foreword by Ida Lewis; Afterword by Orde Coombs. Conversations with James Baldwin. My House, Ego-Tripping and Other Poems for Young People (1973). A Poetic Equation: Conversations between Nikki Giovanni and Margaret Walker (1974). The Women Gather (1975). Broadside. The Women and the Men (1975). Cotton Candy on a Rainy Day (1978)....

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Osho

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Tantra is a very revolutionary concept - the oldest and yet the newest. Tantra is one of the oldest traditions and yet untraditional, even antitraditional, because tantra says unless you are whole and one you are missing life altogether. You should not remain in a split state: you must become one. What to do to become one? You can go on thinking but that is not going to help because thinking is the technique to divide. Thinking is analytical. It divides;it splits things. Feeling unites, synthesizes, makes things one. So you can go on thinking, reading, studying, contemplating. It is not going to help unless you fall back to the feeling centre. Sex can be a very deep fulfillment, and sex can throw you back to your wholeness, to your natural, real being, for many reasons. Those reasons have to be understood. One, sex is a total act. You are thrown off your mind, off balance. That is why there is so much fear of sex. You are identified with the mind, and sex is a no-mind act. You become...

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Radu Contes

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The beginning of my childhood was profoundly marked by one of my grandfather’s passions – literature. For him reading, living, the writings of so many did not seem to be enough, so he began writing his own stories that still echo in my memory and in my heart. I remember that one day I went to him and asked “What are you writing about?”. Looking at me for only a second and returning his eyes at the ink stained notebook he answered: “My life”. Regretful, I confess that that was the last dialogue we had. After that I began reading, reading everything he was writing. Two years after his death, I had met someone who changed everything. I stopped reading and began writing myself. It was such a new feeling. It seemed to be never ending. It still feels. Since the first time, you may think I am exaggerating, but it really was the first time I saw her when I felt this sudden urge of writing. Words like “Thank you” seem meaningless compared to the things that you have done for me.

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the crow

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un spectru bantuie Europa

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The Rave parties going JesterTJ

The Rave parties going Jester

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nu stiu cum naiba sa scap de contul asta infect

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The Shadow

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Ben Ber

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Alex Dan

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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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Miezul cald

de Adela Setti

de-abia aștept să treacă ce? gheața păi s-a topit nu vezi? în pahare ziceam de furtună plouă bine afară, ca vara nu de asta de cealaltă care? uite asta, canadiană îmblănită, nu? probabil, dar eu...

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My Conception Of Love

de Dragos

My tears, like diamonds are falling down, and roses flourish from the ground. I can hear this voice inside of me, it\'s soft like a spanish melody. It comforts me, and changes my thoughts, it gives...

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I\'m singing in the rain*, din ciclul SALONUL LITERAR AGONIA

de carmen mihaela visalon

Follow-up: http://www.agonia.ro/index.php/poetry/227065/index.html http://www.agonia.ro/index.php/poetry/229709/index.html (I\'m singing in the rain/Just singing in the rain What a glorious...

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The psalm of a dew-drop

de Iustina Daniela Cucu

It is raining now Like a sonnet-how Am I feeling? I have a past I had a last Moment... It was hand-written In the Holy Scriptures The libretto of my life- I am listening so hard... Because in the...

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Awards of the Bulgarian Haiku Club

de Corneliu Traian Atanasiu

Multe concursuri de haiku au loc în cadrul unor evenimente mai complexe, fiind asociate altor manifestări pentru a realiza un grupaj mai atrăgător și mai colorat. Radioul bulgar a realizat anul...

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If

de daniel preda

If I could catch a rainbow, I would do it just for you And share with you it\'s beauty, On the days you\'re feeling blue. If I could, I\'d build a mountain You could call your very own, A place to...

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Butterflies and Roses

de Coana Loenida

Revealing myself Like the petals on a rose, as they open slowly Exposing the inner softness Arousing the senses with a fragrant whisper Drawing you closer Sensing my vulnerable attraction Wanting to...

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Liquid Dreams

de Coana Loenida

With ease I become lost in your dreams easing into deep sleep on calm waters feeling surrounded by liquid desire for me I swim in your decadent luxury, Warm sea engulfs me I drown, losing my breath...

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What is Love?

de ciocas alex

What is Love? Someone asked me “What is love?” Is this feeling when you’re hurt? When you love you see the best Of this world and ignore the rest. Your mind’s focused on one thing On the girl that...

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blue night-cantec

de Alina13

Blue night I\'ts verry hard to undesterd Who is to be happy,but sad.... I just knowtht I\'m feeling a big pain In this rain... I\'ts so hard to escape It\'s so hard,it\'s so late.... But I... CHORUS:...

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