Hope not! An idea came to mind to look for Szentes born poets. The task was not easy but we did managed to find 2. However, their poetry are too depressing :D. In the end, we decided to translate a poem by famous Hungarian poet, Sándor Petőfi (1823–1849)..Heavy, heavy, my heart is,
Love is hanging on it,
the sorrow of love,
I'm breaking down under it
I have no day and night,
I keep thinking,
I am just wondering,
if you think of me, my darling?
If you don't need me,
no one should need me,
if you don't love me,
God shouldn't love me!
15 comments:
Beautiful poem!
Agree with Anne - beautiful poem and wonderful photo!
Nice shot too.
great photo and great post!
gorgeous photo and lovely poem!!!
Beautiful photo.
The poems in nice but tinged with so much sadness. The sun looks great here. Beautiful contrast of the shadowy trees.
the picture is beautiful and the poem painfully beautiful. sakit aku!
Beautiful sunset and poem. I love the detail of the tree's leaves.
Whoa. That is a weighty poem, and the picture falls into place with it nicely.
hey, Menggarang! welcome back!
thank you all for stopping by :)
Too sad the poem, happy 100th
well... this photo gives you direct access to the photographers club you mentioned some time ago :)
Lovely sunset shot and great poem. Hum, sunsets and romantic poems, falling in love?.-)
carlos : not me , the author :D
nuno : ha! stillr remember that?
mark : thanks for the wishes, yes..very sad indeed!
again thanks all for coming by :)
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