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:
- Игорь Северянин – Симфония
- May Magnificat poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- Morning Midday And Evening Sacrifice poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- Василий Казин – На могиле матери
- The Waradgery Tribe by Mary Gilmore
- Matthew by William Wordsworth
- To the Bartholdi Statue poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- O You by Satish Verma
- Epitaph on William Hood, Senior by Robert Burns
- Inexpensive Progress poem – John Betjeman poems | Poems and Poetry
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Разлука
- Sonnet 150: O from what power hast thou this powerful might by William Shakespeare
- The Haymakers’ Song poem – Alfred Austin
- Владимир Орлов – Как Таппи научился лаять
- Post coitum omne animal triste est sive gallus et mulier by T. Wignesan.
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
- I Heard You, Solemn-sweet Pipes of the Organ. by Walt Whitman
- I hear it was Charged against Me. by Walt Whitman
- I Hear America Singing. by Walt Whitman
- I Dream’d in a Dream. by Walt Whitman
- I am He that Aches with Love. by Walt Whitman
- Hush’d be the Camps To-day. by Walt Whitman
- How Solemn as One by One. by Walt Whitman
- Hours Continuing Long. by Walt Whitman
- Here the Frailest Leaves of Me. by Walt Whitman
- Here, Sailor. by Walt Whitman
- Hast Never Come to Thee an Hour. by Walt Whitman
- Great are the Myths. by Walt Whitman
- Gods. by Walt Whitman
- Gliding Over All. by Walt Whitman
- Give me the Splendid, Silent Sun. by Walt Whitman
- Germs. by Walt Whitman
- Full of Life, Now. by Walt Whitman
- From Paumanok Starting. by Walt Whitman
- From My Last Years. by Walt Whitman
- From Far Dakota’s Cañons. by Walt Whitman
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
