Love Is Just Like the Rain
by Hartati Nurwijaya
The dry land
Children who have no toys
Trees are getting dry
Glad the rain is coming
River is flooding
The ditch is blocked
The streets are congested
Blame it on the rain
Love is just like the rain
It comes like sprinkle rain
It comes little by little
All of sudden, it becomes heavy
Love is just like the rain
It makes it hard and pleasant
Only one kind of love that will last forever
My love is for God the Most Merciful
Tatia
Megara, 14 June 2009
Hartati Nurwijaya
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Hartati Nurwijaya
A few random poems:
- On The Queen’s Visit To London, The Night Of The 17th March 1789 by William Cowper
- Inscription for the Entrance to a Wood by William Cullen Bryant
- Владимир Бенедиктов – К точкам
- Mid-Autumn Moon by Mike Yuan
- My Father by Yehuda Amichai
- Fabliau Of Florida by Wallace Stevens
- Upper Lambourne poem – John Betjeman poems
- How Do You Produce Original Articles?
- Ольга Седакова – Три зеркала
- Николай Заболоцкий – Монолог в лесу
- The Poet And The Muse poem – Alfred Austin
- The Story Of Our Lives by Mark Strand
- Gift poem – Alice Notley
- At Vaucluse poem – Alfred Austin
- Вера Павлова – Телефонные кнопки
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- Robert Burns: A Poet’s Welcome To His Love-Begotten Daughter: The First Instance That Entitled Him To The Venerable Appellation Of Father
- Robert Burns: Epistle To John Rankine: Enclosing Some Poems
- Robert Burns: Reply To An Announcement By J. Rankine: On His Writing To The Poet, That A Girl In That Part Of The Country Was With A Child To Him.
- Robert Burns: Ballad On The American War:
- Robert Burns Country: In The Character Of A Ruined Farmer:
- Robert Burns: On My Ever Honoured Father:
- Robert Burns: On My Own Friend And My Father’s Friend, Wm. Muir In Tarbolton Mill:
- Robert Burns: On James Grieve, Laird Of Boghead, Tarbolton :
- Robert Burns: Epitaph On Wm. Hood, Senr., In Tarbolton:
- Robert Burns: Remorse: Fragment
- Robert Burns: Wha Is That At My Bower-Door:
- Robert Burns: Green Grow The Rashes: A Fragment
- Robert Burns: My Nanie, O:
- Robert Burns: Song Composed In August:
- Robert Burns: The Rigs O’ Barley:
- Robert Burns: I Dream’d I Lay:
- Robert Burns: Poor Mailie’s Elegy:
- Robert Burns: Death And Dying Words Of Poor Mailie, The Author’s Only Pet Yowe., The. An Unco Mournfu’ Tale:
- Robert Burns: John Barleycorn: A Ballad :
- Robert Burns: My Father Was A Farmer:
More external links (open in a new tab):
Doska or the Board – write anything
Search engines:
Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)
Qwant – the best search engine for searches in French, German as well as Romance and Germanic languages.
Ecosia – a search engine that supposedly… plants trees
Duckduckgo – the real alternative and a search engine that actually works. Without much censorship or partisan politics.
Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.
Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
