Dears Die Poem by Sina Farajzadeh
Dears Die
Alas! The glottonous Earth eats every day
He eats Men day and night with his mouth
The cemetery, and our life becomes black and Grey
Of grief we go east, west, north and south,
And fine no thing except being lost and crying
When one is gone we have lots of tears
And the dead are no more here for drying
Our face and stop us from all fears.
'Peace be upon them when they meet the Lord',
When dears die, I always have on my lips this word.
Yes...I am in same idea with Ellias...but unfortunately i haven't read that.. but this poem is really great! !
nice work Dying is the fact of the life.the only thing we can say is, peace upon them Yes& yes, God bless mucha gracias for sharing
Hi Sina Farajzadeh, 'Peace be upon them when they meet the Lord', I like your poem. Thanks so much for sharing.
i read it for the second time and still its new to me.it must be a good condolence. ~nb
That was a very beautiful poem. Brought many tears to my eyes.
Very very good piece of poetry, it is true that is small, but full of feelings, and thoughts, yet it is not only nice, but also bright like a star high up in the world's black. THANK YOU so much for sharing it with us.
Very very good piece of poetry, it's true that is small, but full of feeling, and toughts, not only nice, but also sparkling like a star in the world's black sky. thank you for sharing it with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Oh, i have read King Lear. Perfect. yeah, i agree with you Dear man, in many great works people die, i mean great people. but i think it makes them more attractive. also its kind of tragedy. this is a nice fantastic perfect work well done