Schwer Ist Mein Herz Poem by Wolfgang Steinmann
Schwer Ist Mein Herz
Schwer ist mein Herz, der Lieder voll,
Ein Baum mit Frucht, doch ungestört -
Doch geben kann ich keines dir -
Weil keines mir gehört.
Doch kommt des Abends Dämmerung,
Der Falter flattert im Lichtkreis -
Die Frucht mag liegen am grauen Grund
Dann nimm sie dir. Wer weiss?
(nach: Sara Teasdale: My Heart is Heavy)
This is a translation of the poem My Heart Is Heavy by Sara Teasdale
Sunday, January 11, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: longing
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Best Poems
Best Member Poems
Best Classical Poems
New Poems
New Poets
Best Member Poets
Best Classical Poets
Explore Poems
Explore Poets
Poem Of The Day
Love Poems
Baby Poems
Death Poems
Sad Poems
Birthday Poems
Wedding Poems
Nature Poems
Sorry Poems
Hero Poems
Poetry E-Books
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/24/2024 10:28:14 AM # 1.0.0.1119
so, once it's on the ground it's anybody's? I like that law. What a coincidence! re. Dammerung (with the dots) .