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12 Jun 2003, 03:33 PM
Mesaj
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Gazda Hanului Grup: Admin Mesaje: 8.578 Inscris: 22 February 03 Din: Hanu Ancutei Forumist Nr.: 1 |
Care este poezia dumneavoastra preferata / versurile de suflet?
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24 May 2004, 05:20 PM
Mesaj
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White Trash Beautiful Grup: Membri Mesaje: 528 Inscris: 18 May 04 Din: a galaxy far far away.... Forumist Nr.: 3.552 |
probabil ca o sa primesc avertisment pentru asta... dar, arta cere sacrificii.
Dylan Thomas - And Death Shall Have No Dominion And death shall have no dominion. Dead mean naked they shall be one With the man in the wind and the west moon; When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone, They shall have stars at elbow and foot; Though they go mad they shall be sane, Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again; Though lovers be lost love shall not; And death shall have no dominion. And death shall have no dominion. Under the windings of the sea They lying long shall not die windily; Twisting on racks when sinews give way, Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break; Faith in their hands shall snap in two, And the unicorn evils run them through; Split all ends up they shan't crack; And death shall have no dominion. And death shall have no dominion. No more may gulls cry at their ears Or waves break loud on the seashores; Where blew a flower may a flower no more Lift its head to the blows of the rain; Through they be mad and dead as nails, Heads of the characters hammer through daisies; Break in the sun till the sun breaks down, And death shall have no dominion. de asemenea Still I Rise - Maya Angelou You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the dirt But still, like dust, I rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? Cause I walk like I've got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes, springing high, Still I'll rise. Did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes? Shoulders falling down like teardrops, Weakened by my soulful cries. You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes. You may kill me with your fatefulness, But still, like air, I'll rise. Does my sexiness upset you? Does it come as a surprise That I dance like I've got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs? Out of the huts of history's shame I rise Up from a past that's rooted in pain I rise I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide, Welling and swelling I bear in the tide. Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I rise Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear I rise Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, I am the dream and the hope of the slave, I rise...I rise...I rise. Acest topic a fost editat de ComicDiva: 24 May 2004, 05:24 PM -------------------- |
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