English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

friendship poem

ha detto
non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta cosě tanto oro
esprimiamo le nostre passioni piů basse
quando ero si č rotto a Londra
la neve bisbiglia circa me
le montagne sono gente silenziosa
ciň č la canzone della gioventů
perchč cosě triste mio bello?
quegli occhi neri i una volta cosě elogiato
con gli occhi meek e marroni
desolato e solo
benchč sia piccolo come tutte le cose piccole

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Britten War Requiem Liverpool Cathedral - Liverpool Echo
  • VH1 Hits a New High Note - Broadcasting & Cable
  • Critic's Choice for the week of February 9-15, 2005 (East Bay Express)
  • Is this the end of Arsene’s dream team? - 7 Days UAE
  • :. Touched with Fire - Kashmir Watch
  • Everything for Everyone: a Small Demand Call for an Anti ... - Infoshop News
  • Music can be a creative path to language and math (The Morning Call)
  • Outskirts Press Announces Dark Lilly E., the Latest Highly ... - PR.com (press release)
  • Whale of a city (Boston Globe)
  • Every School Every Thursday -- Des Moines South - Des Moines Register
  • Jonas Brothers make a fashion statement; Mena Suvari gets engaged: The ... - Cleveland Plain Dealer
  • Adult/High School - School Library Journal
  • Poetry podcast - Weekly Volcano
  • Cinematic visions: Herzog's fab five flicks (Newsday)
  • WHAT’S HAPPENING - PNW Local News
 

Mortgage Refinancing

Second Mortgage

November 2007 Mortgage News

Poetry | Home | Contact Us | Educational Resources | Vote For This Poem | Visitor Favorites

Summer School Help Beginner Math Physics Primer Chemistry Primer Intro Psychology English Primer
Intro Grammar Beginner Writing American History American Civil War Intro Biology Composition Help


Check out El-Grande Web Directory today!


www.endlesspoetry.com ©Copyright 2004 - 2007 Michael VanDeMar All Rights Reserved