Jose Rizal

(1861-1896 / Philippines)

The Song of Maria Clara


Sweet the hours in the native country,
where friendly shines the sun above!
Life is the breeze that sweeps the meadows;
tranquil is death; most tender, love.

Warm kisses on the lips are playing
as we awake to mother's face:
the arms are seeking to embrace her,
the eyes are smiling as they gaze.

How sweet to die for the native country,
where friendly shines the sun above!
Death is the breeze for him who has
no country, no mother, and no love!

Submitted: Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Do you like this poem?
1 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (The Song of Maria Clara by Jose Rizal )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  9. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  10. Invictus
    William Ernest Henley

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. coal on the asphalt, a mile away, Mandolyn ...
  2. In the red painted manor, Emmanuel George Cefai
  3. God has made, gajanan mishra
  4. FIRE BRAZIER منقل النار, MOHAMMAD SKATI
  5. I am for 'Yes'...., PARTHA SARATHI PAUL
  6. True Love, Kyle Schlicher
  7. tell the N in your disorder... never mind, Mandolyn ...
  8. Flowers in wars., Chakshu Arora
  9. Today The Sun Is Shining, Kyle Schlicher
  10. THE PRETTY WATER الماء الرائع, MOHAMMAD SKATI

Poem of the Day

poet Robert Herrick

Here we are all, by day; by night we're hurl'd
By dreams, each one into a several world.... Read complete »

   
[Hata Bildir]