Death Rose Poems

Underneath the earth, she starts
A budding, not yet known
A seed planted, unfinished, unloved

Roses grow best with bright sun and regular water
All of which she’s been...

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These are English translations of Issa haiku about the seasons: spring, summer, autumn, winter.

Autumn wind ...
She always wanted to pluck
the reddest roses
?Kobayashi Issa translation by...

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A long-stemmed rose ...
Her finest silk gown of vermilion petals 
unfurls in rhapsody of a bride's embrace.
A dewy little face of splendor looks up
and permeates...

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a fragrant red rose, dulcet and perfumed soft
with sun kissed petals, rich and dripping sweetness
gently I carry her to you my precious and treasured one
while...

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Grief never leaves you; memories keep loved ones close to your heart .
Quote by poet.


John and his young wife Maria had been apart for a...

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(Easter Resurrection Song)

He rose on the third day, the stone rolled away,
The darkness was shattered by dawn’s golden ray.
The grave could not hold Him, the...

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MIRZA GHALIB ENGLISH TRANSLATIONS

Urdu poems about life, passion, pain, night, sleep, thought, longing, laments, death & the heart.

I long to embrace her, Ghalib,
whose thought is...

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In the garden where the shadows creep,
there blooms a rose where death runs deep.
Velvet petals, midnight black,
kiss its thorns—you won’t come back.

It lures you in,...

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black roses bloom where shadows creep
rooted deep in graves that weep
petals soft as silken sighs
drinking moonlight, cold and wise

they curl and twist with midnight’s breath
a...

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Listen to this grief I tell,
How love away from me didst wind.
And though in time, I think she’ll find
I loved her better – never mind...

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Rosebuds draft in scarlet, crimson, or maroon,
dreams to capture the viewer's point of view,
as its blossom's sheath their basis to its prune,
magnificent achievers rise in...

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The roses glisten in the dawn
Their petals wet the air turned cold
You stand there knowing what’s beyond
A truth you never meant to hold

The weight of...

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The old Grim Reaper, everlasting gate keeper
Lies waiting like a cannibal ‘round the bend,
For every kind of soul turning this life frigid cold 
On the...

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Painted daisies, baby's breath beside roses
Chrysanthemums, carnations beside roses
Red roses beside pink roses

Still, Rose is gone; Petals fresh, ... dried, and crushed.
Dawn and dusk, and...

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These are modern English translations of poems by the German poets  Ingeborg Bachmann, H. Distler and Johann Georg Jacobi.



“Song”
by Johann Georg Jacobi
translation by Michael...

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