Most Liked Elegy Poems (75)

I LOST MY FRIEND THE OTHER DAY,
HE JUST SILENTLY SLIPPED AWAY
FROM THE FETTERS OF THIS LAND -
- BUT - THAT WAS THE MANNER OF THIS MAN.

I VALUE ALL THE TIME WITH HIM,
I FELT A KINDSHIP DEEP WITHIN.
WE THOUGHT ALIKE IN MANY WAYS
WE LEARNED,WE TAUGHT ,
I LOVED THOSE DAYS.

THERE NEVER WAS A WORD OF IRE,
WITH ME AT LEAST,WHILE IN HIS HIRE,
OF ALL,HE WAS MY FAVORITE BOSS
AND NOW HE'S GONE,IT'S SUCH A LOSS.

I NEVER HEARD HIM BRAG OR BOAST
THOUGH HE HAD REASON, MORE THAN MOST,
A QUIET GENIUS TO THE END,
OH GOD, I MISS MY FRIEND.

Mein Herz ist dort bei Dir, Berlin geblieben.
Du hast es jenem Winterabend ergriffen
und unter den Millionen auf immer dein Sohn
zu sein Du mich machtvoll versprochen hast.

Ich versinke in Musik,aus dem Wasser ins Licht steige,
bezaubern mich die Glocken von Santa Klaus,
und sind die Zauber von Alexanderpletzt
nicht die sakramente des Weihnachts chaus?

Mein Gott! Soviel Lustigkeit und soviel Schnee!
Weihnacht in Berlin! Ein unendliches Maerchen
und ich habe geglaubt, das Du mir ein Zeichen gibst:
fuer Liebe, Hoffnung, Glaube an dein Paradies.

Mein Herz ist dort bei Dir, Berlin geblieben,
und das Schmerz nach Dir geblieben - untroestlih.
unter Millionen - wie verlorener Sohn
ich laufe fort und komme wieder jeden Winter.

Now,
when you are the wind

I can breath you
wherever I am

Now,
when you are the trees

I can embrace you
wherever I walk

Now,
when you are the waters

I can let you surround me
whenever I dive

But now,
when you are everything

I feel more emptiness
than ever before

I find it strange coming home and
not seeing you here this evening
Even now, with my mind's ear
I still hear the patter of your tiny feet
as you ran into our room
when I opened the door
It is a sound that will always
remain with me

I recall the time I spoke sternly to you
about something you did
that I thought was wrong
and how you went directly
to your favourite spot
and curled up there
You glanced up at me in apology
with those sad eyes full of emotion
which moved me so strangely
that I wondered if it was a child
sitting there looking up at me

I shall always remember how
you sat on your little haunches
somewhat lopsided with
your head half-cocked to one side
one ear up and one ear down
staring at me
as I tried to read your thoughts
or was it you that sat that way
to read my thoughts

I can still hear your pitiful moan
the first day I put you in the kennel
Forgive me for not realizing
that a spirit like yours
was not meant to be caged
After you were set free
how different and alive you looked
jumping around in the yard
with those precise energetic little leaps

So goodbye my little Gypsy
I shall never see you again
but you will always dwell
in that secret spot in my heart
Thank you for the few days
you spent with me
and for the beauty
you brought into my life
I shall always be grateful for it
My dearest little Gypsy

I am not asking,that one can not give....
If i mischief some,just do me all forgive.
I am not so much best,And who is all perfect....
Love never hards to bow,Thats a real fact.

I can soothe love,rather have so regrets....
But punish of one,Why to greet some else.
All I know love about,but a bliss from above....
Am not asking entire world,just give me thine love..........

He is all one of us,Serves all for with time....
And we remember them only,by murmering few lines.
He is also one of a son,Who serves for the country...
And all such sacrifice let,nation grow like a tree.

Lets think of them also,only salutes are not enough....
They serves us all boders by,either some day dont have dough.
Let be not so selfish all,We enjoy all eve with our members....
For them nation only is family,The one thing only they remember.

Hath not one touch heart,Its by glimpse only you....
Dwelth the corner for all,In you found some true.
And thou all generous felt,Why early did not make....
But was every night alone,And also the morn when wake.

And never thee one near all,May found as one likes....
Beneath the feet all stunned,you were like of so nice....
And thee flying up in clouds,thine feathers turned as wings....
And my heart got mend all,You are song i miss to sing.

Rather not good for same,But bestow from heart for....
Each morn thine life of,And desires come to and adore.
For thou all special for,But not rich from by wealth....
And only glitters in world,No matter heart how Dwelth.

Rise of each day for thou,Things place by your likes....
But miser god now a days,Listen less the loves cries.
And will never stop dreaming,For thou one always in sleep....
But how can forget days all,Thine shadow there in all weeps.

Some say whats there love all,Either every time keep near....
Ask those who thirst keep same,Awaits for self one all Dear.
And one day was all same for,But thou enter heart with touch....
And was smiling day next morn,Why ever before not feel Such.

You are one i feel safe with,And can wonder with proud to be....
But thou not found kind of same,Love worshipers now little do seen.
And same will keep passion all,But you might not like way mine....
But my worry for will stay same,Only mine heart,answered from thine.

Je me sens perdu dans mes pensées que je ai oublié
la tristesse écho des violons de l'automne
derrière moi l'étreinte glacée de l'hiver dernier
hante ma mémoire comme une douleur engourdissant
quand je peux espérer fleurs du printemps
Je aurais presque nier ce que je vois au dessus de moi
que les champs du ciel étoilé ne assistent
dans tout le beau mystère d'une nuit sombre
trouve une question sans réponse dans mon cœur
pourquoi vous ne avez mon amour, pourquoi me avez-vous laissé?
comme la pluie mes larmes seront jamais vraiment cesser
aussi longtemps que mon cœur bat vraiment en moi
quand je fais tout ce que je ai oublié je me souviens maintenant
la douleur engourdissant qui hante ma mémoire
violons de l'automne qui se agitent à nouveau l'intérieur de moi
la fureur de l'hiver me amène aucun réconfort
depuis mon amour, étant la lumière de ma vie
vous êtes mon pont vers le monde je réside dans
la fin de la solitude dans laquelle je habite
vous faites une différence plus que vous savez
toutes les étoiles dans le ciel chantent vos louanges
votre beauté transcende diamants sur la terre
ma honte qui a vraiment pas de nom mon amour
me fait tomber dans la repentance en face de vous
comme mes bruits de pas se écarter de votre tombe
où de belles fleurs saluent la mémoire
comme je les regarde comme les fleurs du printemps
pas de mots sur le ciel ou sur la terre mon amour
existe plus immortel que vous devant moi
pourquoi alors mon amour, je demande, me avez-vous laissé?
la pluie froide et humide est comme une cascade
de la musique triste qui ne quitte jamais mon âme.

I feel lost in thought like I have forgotten
the echoing sadness of autumn's violins
behind me the icy embrace of winter past
haunts my memory like a numbing pain
when I can look forward to flowers of spring
I should almost deny what I see above me
that the starry fields of heaven do attend
in all the beautiful mystery of a dark night
finds one unanswered question in my heart
why did you my love, why did you leave me?
like the rain my tears will never really cease
as long as my heart beats truly within me
when I do all I have forgotten I now recall
the numbing pain that haunts my memory
which autumn violins again stir inside me
the fury of winter brings me here no solace
since my love, being the light of my life
you are my bridge to the world I reside in
the end of the loneliness in which I inhabit
you make a difference more than you know
all the stars in heaven sing your praises
your beauty transcends diamonds on earth
my shame that truly has no name my love
makes me fall in repentance in front of you
as my footfalls depart your gravesite
where beautiful flowers salute your memory
as I look at them like the flowers of spring
no words on heaven or on earth my love
exists more immortal than you before me
why then my love, I ask, did you leave me?
the cold and wet rain is like a cascade
of sad music that never leaves my soul.