I write this to you – what more can be said? What more can I add to that one fact?
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Entirely for Nothing (by Lőrinc Szabó)
That it’s terrible, I believe, But it’s true. If you love me, your life must be Suicide or almost that.
Continue readingSummum Bonum (by Robert Browning)
All the breath and the bloom of the year In the bag of one bee All the wonder and
Continue readingI want to die before you (by Nazim Hikmat)
I want to die before you. Do you think that who passes later will find who’s gone before? I don’t
Continue readingI am not yours (by Sarah Teasdale)
I am not yours, not lost in you, Not lost, although I long to be Lost as a candle lit
Continue readingYour pain is…(by Khalil Gibran)
Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding. Even as the stone of the fruit must
Continue readingA Tear And A Smile (by Khalil Gibran)
I would not exchange the sorrows of my heart For the joys of the multitude. And I would not have
Continue readingFor You (by Attila Németh)
You live for me and I for you. Someday I’ll be there up to that time live, create poems! We’ve
Continue readingSix Years Later (By Joseph Brodsky)
Six Years Later So long had life together been that now the second of January fell again on Tuesday, making
Continue readingThe Butterfly (by Joseph Brodsky)
The Butterfly (by Joseph Brodsky) Should I say that you’re dead? You touched so brief a fragment of time. There’s
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