Showing posts with label tavasz. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tavasz. Show all posts
25 May 2022
12 May 2020
Flowers
From flower to flower,
I walk on the path.
To get lovely moments,
my soul reaches out.
From deep red to purple,
from yellow to white,
the flowers console me,
they cuddle my heart.
I walk like a beggar,
with wishes and sighs,
from orange to dark blue,
from shadow to light.
dVerse ~ Poets Pub
Our World Tuesday
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14 April 2020
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05 April 2020
Movie
It's just like a movie,
as nature goes ahead.
To watch through the window...
It's so weird and so sad.
It's like we have been robbed
of the blooming sweet spring...
Our hugs are waiting for
what the summer will bring.
Film
Mintha film lenne
a kinti világ,
nézzük hogy hervad
a nyíló virág.
Múlik a tavasz,
s nem nyílik a zár,
meglopva várjuk,
majd mit hoz a nyár.
17 March 2020
Picture spring
The sky's smiling through the lovely bloom clouds
of the almond trees dressed in light pink.
But it's all in vain, all colours and lights.
Just a picture in place of sweet spring.
Fénykép tavasz
A kék ég most újra a mandulafák
rózsaszín felhőin mosolyog át.
De hiába minden, a színek a fény,
ez csak egy fénykép a tavasz helyén.
22 March 2019
Coffee, hellebore, and sunrise
I'm humming a sorrowful song,
and let the tears grow in my eyes.
A cup of coffee in my hand...
My heart is still filled with blue sighs.
But outside, March kisses the trees,
green hellebores greet me with grace...
And I let the rising sun draw
a pale rainbow-smile on my face.
14 February 2018
Spring romance
What a lovely, charming flirt!
Rocking tiny snow white skirt...
Frisky spring breeze falls in love
with the snowdrop at first sight.
He woos her with shaking trees,
juggling with dry fallen leaves.
Seeing him, the Sun turns flushed,
rolls giggling into the dusk.
Tavaszi románc
Ó, de bájos, kedves flört!
Fehér szoknyás, karcsú zöld
száron ringó hóvirág,
megtorpan a szél ha lát.
Beléd zúg, egy pillanat,
szaltót hány az ég alatt,
avart kerget, fák között
akrobataként pörög.
Így udvarol botorul…
Látja a nap, s legurul
ég aljáról, úgy kacag,
elpirul az alkonyat.
Our World Tuesday
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