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Alas! Gentle beauty of time that goes by,
strange paten that sifts the soul,
light that dims the silky glitter of some glances,
mirror full of prints.
Alas! Gentle sadness,
a clock that...
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The teardrop,trembling irresolutely,
finally fell,
furtive and timid,
sweeping away with it
the many others
that were waiting,
heaped together and confused,
and the weeping turned into a sea,
sea...
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When I speak about the sea
I feel me blue
and I soothe the anger
that my soul feels
upon seeing the pain that surrounds me.
Children who have lost their mother
in a stupid war
that money contends,...
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When you ask me
if you will be happy,
my son,
I say yes
because that is how I want you to be,
but I look at the world
and I remain awake
although I hide my fear.
Life is hard I warn you,
but if...
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Once I saw you cry
with all the wild strenght
that your broken soul had.
How your tears cried,
stream of deep pain,
sea that distress stiffles,
How your such dark eyes gleamed,
without any...
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The flower of my thaught
will blossom,
sometime,
when the sadness has gone away
and this is how
I will remember you,
my sweet dove,
without the pain
that I felt upon losing you
and upon not...
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Heres a virtual movie of the poet John Keats reading his lovely "Ode on Melacholy".
Please try my Dailymotion video websites where you can see the great poets oldtime acoustic blues performers...
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In this sonnet, the persona reflects on sadness as seen on the faces of people in the crowd. The couplet of this Shakespearean sonnet introduces an unexpected sharp thematic or imagistic "turn"....
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I learned this ballad in my youth.
Perhaps the tale will bring you joy.
Our elders tell our people of
The Fall of Troy.
Great Hektor was a Trojan prince.
'Twixt Greece...
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Then Orfeo descended on the bed
Of leaves and moss. His fury made him rave.
From tearing grass and hair his hands grew red.
"Alas, my Queen, my wife, I couldn't save!"
The Steward...
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