Englische Gedichte ✓ beliebte englischsprachige Gedichte
Here - mother, for your sleeping children,
bedded on newspaper - -
ten baht for a bowl full of rice,
so they can see the morning.
Thanks, Ma´am. In the name
of my sleeping children
bedded on newspaper - -…
She is a Muslim.
He is black.
They are gay.
Yes, maybe they are.
But can we really describe people in one word?
For example look at me:
I am a Christian.
I am white.
I am straight.
Sometimes my poor soul
is tumbling like a whipping bowl,
often I struggled and fall,
but always I was standing up,
because I want win the cup
and so I do not give up.
heart and soul
knocked from my hands.
picked up and freed
heart and soul
from the gutter´s debris –
At evening an old angler
greets us in rolled sleeves
and gestures past the lake he comes up from:
yonder long folds of earth rising.
Snow deep down the sides clear through June,
he says, proud like he’d…
O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and…
Let’s start with a little experiment
Just to show what I really meant
Think of having a daughter
In the past six years you have raised her
She made a painting for you
And now what do you do?
In your eyes it is…
- To Reiner -
Stars are hanging
like glistening pearls
at the bosom of heaven.
The coat of the night
covers my bareness,
which is as pale
as the light of the moon.
Selene has lost her soul.…
The wild bee reels from bough to bough
With his furry coat and his gauzy wing.
Now in a lily-cup, and now
Setting a jacinth bell a-swing,
In his wandering;
Sit closer love: it was here I trow
I made that vow,…
Lighter than a draft I was.
Just your breath
made me tremble.
I turned around
toward your thoughts
and your glance
made me dance -
Übersetzung ins Englische von Erich Vio
If you came
deformed, a cripple,
I would hasten to open my door
to let you in.
If you came
despised, defamed and rejected,
I would receive you with joy in my…
over millennia the question
what is beauty
has occupied the minds
of great philosophers
museums, galleries, and private homes
as well as public monuments
display the sculptures, paintings, texts,…
My soul is courage flying like a dove.
My soul is wisdom and knowledge bursting like a horse galloping.
My soul is understanding like a puppy.
My soul is graceful like a dolphin swimming in the sea.
My soul sings like…
a morning breeze draws gentle ripples on the sea
dancing and glittering in the sun
at times more serious wrinkles
on the puckered surface indicate
strong deeper currents down below
A shout, a cry
and than he die.
Many others looked at him
but no one else helped poor Tim.
This happened in our Germany
and the others are so free.
Walkin' in the brooding heat
I feel as though l' s canned.
Walking through that desert
my thoughts are growing lame.
If the moon should rise again
and the sun could stay -
if a man made love all night…
When the clouds pass by
and the morning sun rises,
when the mountains stick out
and a pine me surprises,
when the bad rain has stopped
and the mist has gone away,
I enjoy the the wide view
and the peace…
I'm not sure what I am doing yet,
I just did not find my way, I think.
They talk a lot and they smile constantly.
Am I going to be a part of that?
Do I have to be the same
or could I change the rules a bit?
Two crowned Kings, and One that stood alone
With no green weight of laurels round his head,
But with sad eyes as one uncomforted,
And wearied with man's never-ceasing moan
For sins no bleating victim can atone,
Sometimes I wanna be free
like an old wildlife tree.
Sometimes I never would be alone
like an once lonesome stone.
Sometimes I dreamed of a new world
where God is there and the streets are of gold
our classic tales of war and victory
tell stories of substantial gains
in land, human resources, treasures,
from Homer, Cesar, Charles the Great,
to Ghengis Khan, Napoleon,
the Spanish, then the British empires, etc…
one of the Orient’s oldest
and most beautiful important cities
inhabited for thousands of years
by generations after generations
of craftsmen, merchants, artists, dynasties,
famous architects of all styles and…
Can earth be Earth when all its trees are gone,
And sudsy waters have become unfit,
And poisoned life no longer greets the dawn
With raucous sounds that death has caused to quit?
Will trees no longer wave, with limbs…
A lady from Old Pasture Lane,
gained publicity and fame,
for she was an amateur sleuth,
eager to reveal the truth.
Miss Marple is astute and quirky,
clears murder cases tough and murky.
Her closest friend is…
I found you, helpless tree -
swaying and dancing in wind,
all the branches full of dreams
I could see
and many drops of dew on them.
When I saw you again
you were without life and destroyed,
Sweet, I blame you not, for mine the fault was, had I not been made of common clay
I had climbed the higher heights unclimbed yet, seen the fuller air, the larger day.
From the wildness of my wasted passion I had struck a better,…
Sonnet for Monique
Hear what a fool you’ve made of me: impelled,
I tune this corny sonnet to the chord
your silver bracelets tingled when you held
me in your arms. Encircled ears implored
for any help…
I know a place where the world is still
where time and space have no hold
I know a place where my heart and
soul are one
I know a place where I rest in peace
where my body is numbed
where my eyes lie open to…
He fought with Death upon the stage of Life
teasing his great Opponent, whom he sought
on foreign battlefields, in civil strife
where people freedom's losing battles fought.
Wounded by shells and bullets, caught with ease…
How glad that everybody knows,
that Trumpelstiltskin is my name.
To that gaunt House of Art which lacks for naught
Of all the great things men have saved from Time,
The withered body of a girl was brought
Dead ere the world's glad youth had touched its prime,
And seen by lonely Arabs…
Upon a nice summer day,
Let’s take a look at Nature’s way.
Breath the scent of nice fresh air,
Feel the breeze within your hair.
The grass will poke between your toes,
Smell the flowers with your nose.
Sometimes I feel I never could climb up a tree
and then I climbed up already three.
Sometimes I feel so tiny and small
like standing in front of a big wall.
Suddenly the wall is opening like a door,
and I see me…
From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
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