İngilizce Şiirler - Poems

Tired with all these, for restful death i cry, As, to behold desert a beggar born, And needy nothing trimm'd in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn, And purest faith unhappily forsworn, And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted, And right perfection wrongfully disgraced, And strength by limping sway disabled, And art made tongue-tied by authority, And folly doctor-like controlling skill, And si

From "Ballad of Reading Gaol"  Yet each man kills the thing he loves by each let this be heard, some do it with a some with a the the brave man with a sword! --- some kill their love when they are young, and some when they are old; some some with the hands of gold: the kindest use a knife, because the dead so soon grow cold. --- some love too little, some too long, some sell, and others buy; some

even if it snows or storms, if the Heavens are full of clouds and the Earth is full of wars... Have sunshine in your heart then let come what may: you shall be full of light even on the darkest day. --- Have a song on your lips with a happy little tune, even if the pressures of the day make you swoon ... Have a song on your lips then let come what may: it helps you to overcome the loneliest day! -

If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too: If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies, Or being hated don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise; --- If you can dream---and not make dreams yo

I keep six honest serving-men (They taught me all I knew); Their names are What and Why and When And How and Where and Who. I send them over land and sea, I send them east and west; But after they have worked for me, I give them all a rest. -- I let them rest from nine till five, For I am busy then, As well as breakfast, lunch, and tea, For they are hungry men. But different folk have different vi

Messy Room by Shel Silverstein 

Translation: M. Cevdet Anday Annabel Lee by Edgar Allan Poe  

Heart! We will forget him! by Emily Dickinson  

Fog by Carl Sandburg 

Sahip Olduğunu Bilmeden Önce - Before you knew you owned it byAlice Walker