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Love

Love is not a thing to understand
Love is not a thing to feel
Love is not a thing to give and receive
Love is a thing only to become
And eternally be

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Hope

"Hope" is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all,

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Life

I celebrate myself, and sing myself
And what I assume you shall assume
For every atom belonging to me
as good belongs to you

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TYGER

Death

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry

 

 

   

 

 


موضوعات مرتبط: یک شعر زیبا از یک کودک افریقایی ، ،

تاريخ : ا نويسنده : sadigh ا

این شعر انگلیسی نامزد جایزه ادبی 2005 بوده که ازسوی یک کودک افریقایی(Malcolm X) ارائه شده است. 

A poem written by an African child (Malcolm X) and was nominated for the best poem of 2005.



when i born, i black;
when i grow up, i black;
when i go in sun,i black;
when i scared, i black;
when i sick, i black;
and when i die,
i still black;

and you white fellows;

when you born, you pink;
when you grow up, you white;
when you go in sun, you red;
when you cold, you blue;
when you scared, you yellow;
when you sick, you green;
when you die, you gray;
and you call me,
"COLOURED"

 

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موضوعات مرتبط: یک شعر زیبا از یک کودک افریقایی ، ،

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تاريخ : ا نويسنده : sadigh ا
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