Best Una Poems

This world of trouble soon will pass
For there beyond the crystal glass
A lamb and lion tread the grass
Beside a lass, beside a lass

This cord of present time shall break
And hate and fear shall flee and quake
Oh, may all vice this earth forsake!
And love awake! And...

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Der Sommer wie er einst war,
bleibt unvergessen
und zwischen Rosenranken 
ruht ein Hauch vergang'ner Tage,
wie leichter Tau 
auf stillem Morgengras

Der Sommer wie er einst war,
ich ungezwungen,
wir Kinder, 
zwischen Häuserecken 
und dem fernen Wald,
spielten dort Nachlauf 
und Verstecken

Ich seh' den Sommer wie er war,
mit neuen Augen.
Und wieder...

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We walk the rocky shore and you lean heavily on me,
Mother, bruising my balky arm -- muttering "Ay, Hijo!".
A few steps and, breathless, we are both exhausted.

Your once-brown eyes, gone gray, are like 
concentric rings rippling from a random stone
thrown into this polluted pond in...

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Walking in the meadow of life on that summer day


Where she always loved to be at Una  walked along the steady stream 
As she picked up the white Lilly flower and put upon her hair of gold (princess of love)

And the daughter of a...

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There once was a shopkeeper called Una,
Whose bottom was getting rather lunar.
‘If fishing’s good for health,
‘I’ll reel tins from the shelf,’
She said as she caught a can of tuna....

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Del asiento se miraban;
Ella, con su abanico
Hacia Él comunicaba:
"Serás mi caballerito..."

Se entralazan y caminan;
El "paseo" finaliza,
De frente ambos saludan,
Reverencias realizan...

Ya comenzará el baile;
Él le toma la cintura,
La dama toma la mano;
Danzan al son de cultura...

Se mueven libres "al compás",
Dan vueltas por el teatro...
Se finaliza la...

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Una or Death, Life : 42, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel’s Una ou la mort, la vie : 42 by T. Wignesan

To love words is to love life itself
As early as when he could speak, he understood this
Each vowel took on the form of a fruit
And...

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 Una or Death, Life: 43, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel's Una ou la mort, la vie: 43 by T. Wignesan

As they used to say and keep saying still
Nobody ever takes poetry seriously
They would like to say that after a long life
You have provided us always...

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Temblando al borde de la locura
Tratando de encontrar un centro de gravedad 
Cortando mi circulación para hacer esta declaración 
sobre mi habilidad natural como reina nacida 
a caminar con tanta fabulosidad. 
Aunque este vestido es una monstruosidad, 
mi cabello es una curiosidad, 
hay mucho acerca...

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Una or Death, Life : 1, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel’s Una ou la mort, la vie by T. Wignesan

Sometimes he wonders what good a poem can be
Of course in his case doubting is blasphemy
An absurd benumbing of life
In truth, what good can a poem serve
Where...

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Camino éstas calles en silencio de adiós.
Al fondo el mar es frio y solemne la hora.
La plaza está triste y muy solitaria

Siempre lo mismo en la portada de un diario:
asaltos, secuestros, muertes y corrupción.
Camino éstas calles en silencio de adiós.

Veo puertas lúgubres y destartaladas.
Amargos los...

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Nang unang nagtagpo
Ngumiti ang araw
Napawi ang basa at malumbay na puso
'Di na ininda ang hapdi ng kinahapunan

Nagtawanan ang bawat kaluluwa
Umiyak ang mga damdamin
Nagsalo sa init at lamig
Nabusog ang puso
Sa gulo may kaayusan

Sa gulo may kaayusan?
Isang malaking tanong
Isang tanong unti lamang ang may sagot
Ilang unos ang...

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ako ang una mong minahal
di mo nga lang napanindigan
di ako ang iyong pinakasalan
dahil sa iba ka bumigay

minahal kita ng lubusan
pagkababae mo'y iginalang
inunawa ka't pinakaingatan
ngunit sa iyo pala iyo'y kulang

balewala sayo ang aking pagpupursige
na alayan ka ng magandang buhay sa huli
hinanap mo ika mo ang iyong...

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its only been u, trusth me im so glad that u get to read this.
love, trust, respect, and all u need to survive in this world.
i might of been wrong to people but thats how i have made it in this game
i have done all...

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Von oben ein kalter Mond
Vergießt schon fahl sein weißes Licht
Auf junge Tannenspitzen

Wildschweine graben im Boden
Nach frischen zarten Wurzeln

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A cold moon from above
Spills its white pale light already 
Upon young fir tips 

Wild pigs are digging the soil
For fresh and tender roots

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De encima una luna fría
Derrame...

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