<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1837827231541962374</id><updated>2009-11-07T20:38:56.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funeral Poems Collection</title><subtitle type='html'>Funeral Poems for your loved ones and relatives</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funeralpoemscollection.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1837827231541962374/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funeralpoemscollection.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Blue Roland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16091437713002954168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1837827231541962374.post-8466928418116528691</id><published>2008-07-02T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T23:42:55.439-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funeral Poems for Adult'/><title type='text'>You will always be there</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EFzjXtVZYXE/SGxzVTMHcGI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Q9cvCnzDofA/s1600-h/friendship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EFzjXtVZYXE/SGxzVTMHcGI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Q9cvCnzDofA/s320/friendship.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218672877981102178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you will go to your last trip,&lt;br /&gt;At the time of end, at the dusk of your life&lt;br /&gt;I congratulate you on a beautiful life&lt;br /&gt;Where joys and sorrows were sometimes combined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not see you more, yet you'll be there,&lt;br /&gt;True as a shadow, attached to your steps.&lt;br /&gt;I will remember you everywhere&lt;br /&gt;My hand is in your hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always be a flower in my memory&lt;br /&gt;In the warmth of the evening, when the cool breeze  blows&lt;br /&gt;And I speak and sings into the wind,&lt;br /&gt;To bid you farewell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will always be there when night falls&lt;br /&gt;The light in the  night&lt;br /&gt;If I close my eyes, I'll hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;Today and tomorrow, You will always be there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1837827231541962374-8466928418116528691?l=funeralpoemscollection.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funeralpoemscollection.blogspot.com/feeds/8466928418116528691/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1837827231541962374&amp;postID=8466928418116528691' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1837827231541962374/posts/default/8466928418116528691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1837827231541962374/posts/default/8466928418116528691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funeralpoemscollection.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-will-always-be-there.html' title='You will always be there'/><author><name>Blue Roland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16091437713002954168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05273204243292192557'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EFzjXtVZYXE/SGxzVTMHcGI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Q9cvCnzDofA/s72-c/friendship.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1837827231541962374.post-9158517656413965887</id><published>2008-07-02T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T23:42:55.440-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funeral Poems for Adult'/><title type='text'>My greatest gift of all</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EFzjXtVZYXE/SGxxusy6QDI/AAAAAAAAAEA/uyGTuzPyucc/s1600-h/Gift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EFzjXtVZYXE/SGxxusy6QDI/AAAAAAAAAEA/uyGTuzPyucc/s320/Gift.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218671115328176178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you are the wind that blows over the ridge&lt;br /&gt;You are the river running and never subside&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps a tree that is well anchored by its roots&lt;br /&gt;Or even a red cloud when the day turn to dusk&lt;br /&gt;You're always be in my heart&lt;br /&gt;And you always be&lt;br /&gt;You are not dead because you're everywhere with me&lt;br /&gt;Here and there, deep in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the lullaby of my sleep&lt;br /&gt;And the dream that liven up my sleep&lt;br /&gt;As the sand that runs between my hands&lt;br /&gt;You're parted but still I want you&lt;br /&gt;You are the wave that will break the cliff&lt;br /&gt;The sun, the rain, is now your home&lt;br /&gt;You are not dead because you're everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Here and there, but especially in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be the day when I will let you go&lt;br /&gt;This will be the day that your memory will be eternal&lt;br /&gt;When acceptance slowly heal the wound&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for the time spent with you&lt;br /&gt;My greatest gift of all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1837827231541962374-9158517656413965887?l=funeralpoemscollection.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funeralpoemscollection.blogspot.com/feeds/9158517656413965887/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1837827231541962374&amp;postID=9158517656413965887' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1837827231541962374/posts/default/9158517656413965887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1837827231541962374/posts/default/9158517656413965887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funeralpoemscollection.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-greatest-gift-of-all.html' title='My greatest gift of all'/><author><name>Blue Roland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16091437713002954168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05273204243292192557'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EFzjXtVZYXE/SGxxusy6QDI/AAAAAAAAAEA/uyGTuzPyucc/s72-c/Gift.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1837827231541962374.post-6559050824358623047</id><published>2008-07-02T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T23:43:20.319-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funeral Poems for Children'/><title type='text'>Funeral Poem for School Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EFzjXtVZYXE/SGxv1t5EtOI/AAAAAAAAAD4/-NHK30TJ5Rs/s1600-h/child.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EFzjXtVZYXE/SGxv1t5EtOI/AAAAAAAAAD4/-NHK30TJ5Rs/s320/child.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218669036858291426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole world was there&lt;br /&gt;All had come just for  you,&lt;br /&gt;To show you that we do love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your classmates were present&lt;br /&gt;For in their memory you were great&lt;br /&gt;On this day of Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;There were all your friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You suddenly disappeared&lt;br /&gt;Hidden behind small flowers&lt;br /&gt;Surrounded  among your friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To  prove that you are in their hearts&lt;br /&gt;They bring you flowers&lt;br /&gt;To attend to this last farewell&lt;br /&gt;the memory of your life, will continue for them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your family is sad&lt;br /&gt;But they are relieved that you live in a better place&lt;br /&gt;To continue your wonderful live&lt;br /&gt;you will remain forever engraved in their heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there you'll see that&lt;br /&gt;Everybody loves you &lt;br /&gt;Only one our last request&lt;br /&gt;Please smile forever for us&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1837827231541962374-6559050824358623047?l=funeralpoemscollection.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funeralpoemscollection.blogspot.com/feeds/6559050824358623047/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1837827231541962374&amp;postID=6559050824358623047' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1837827231541962374/posts/default/6559050824358623047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1837827231541962374/posts/default/6559050824358623047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funeralpoemscollection.blogspot.com/2008/07/funeral-poem-for-school-child.html' title='Funeral Poem for School Child'/><author><name>Blue Roland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16091437713002954168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05273204243292192557'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_EFzjXtVZYXE/SGxv1t5EtOI/AAAAAAAAAD4/-NHK30TJ5Rs/s72-c/child.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1837827231541962374.post-2710649030473573542</id><published>2008-07-02T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T23:42:55.440-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funeral Poems for Adult'/><title type='text'>Pure Heart in the Winter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EFzjXtVZYXE/SGxrAg8ielI/AAAAAAAAADw/fNboQcHaywk/s1600-h/Winter+funeral.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EFzjXtVZYXE/SGxrAg8ielI/AAAAAAAAADw/fNboQcHaywk/s320/Winter+funeral.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218663724803586642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More of a pure heart than a night where gold turn to rust&lt;br /&gt;More of a pure desire seduced by the stars&lt;br /&gt;A marble heart of a slow breath&lt;br /&gt;A column where the gold stars shines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The memories of joy and happiness&lt;br /&gt;Your loss is just like old sails forgotten by ocean&lt;br /&gt;The heart, the pink ice of sorrow&lt;br /&gt;A brave soul in heavy waves with long black robe of mourning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He died with an eternal happiness.&lt;br /&gt;His vision down in the winter,&lt;br /&gt;Descend into snow and beautiful sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecstasy is returning and the stars are happy&lt;br /&gt;Following him into the deserts where the scene is revealed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deadly silence of the mourners.&lt;br /&gt;Is a start of eternal happiness for him&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1837827231541962374-2710649030473573542?l=funeralpoemscollection.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funeralpoemscollection.blogspot.com/feeds/2710649030473573542/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1837827231541962374&amp;postID=2710649030473573542' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1837827231541962374/posts/default/2710649030473573542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1837827231541962374/posts/default/2710649030473573542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funeralpoemscollection.blogspot.com/2008/07/pure-heart-in-winter.html' title='Pure Heart in the Winter'/><author><name>Blue Roland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16091437713002954168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05273204243292192557'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EFzjXtVZYXE/SGxrAg8ielI/AAAAAAAAADw/fNboQcHaywk/s72-c/Winter+funeral.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1837827231541962374.post-4236087167643747723</id><published>2008-07-02T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T23:42:55.440-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funeral Poems for Adult'/><title type='text'>The caresses of eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://members.netmadeira.com/joana_aguiar/beautiful%20eye.jpg" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 250px; text-align: center;" border="0" /&gt;The caresses the eyes are the most adorable;&lt;br /&gt;They bring soul to the limits of being,&lt;br /&gt;And delivering secrets otherwise ineffable,&lt;br /&gt;In which only the bottom of my heart may occur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kisses are the most pure coarse with them;&lt;br /&gt;Their language is stronger than any words;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing that he does things immortal&lt;br /&gt;Who goes through moments in our beings frivolous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When age has aged mouth and smile&lt;br /&gt;Of the crease was slowly filled with sadness,&lt;br /&gt;They keep their life clear with tenderness;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write for consolation,&lt;br /&gt;They have the sweet enthusiasm and charm!&lt;br /&gt;Don't be sad, because they go to a place better than earth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1837827231541962374-4236087167643747723?l=funeralpoemscollection.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funeralpoemscollection.blogspot.com/feeds/4236087167643747723/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1837827231541962374&amp;postID=4236087167643747723' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1837827231541962374/posts/default/4236087167643747723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1837827231541962374/posts/default/4236087167643747723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funeralpoemscollection.blogspot.com/2008/07/caresses-of-eyes.html' title='The caresses of eyes'/><author><name>Blue Roland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16091437713002954168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05273204243292192557'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1837827231541962374.post-1028950585487853705</id><published>2008-07-02T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T23:42:55.441-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funeral Poems for Adult'/><title type='text'>Life is just a dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.eso-garden.com/images/uploads_bilder/dream_a_z.jpg" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 250px; text-align: center;" border="0" /&gt;Everything is open here as low as its vain appearance,&lt;br /&gt;What gives wisdom is led by fate,&lt;br /&gt;It goes up and down with such effort,&lt;br /&gt;Without ever meet the condition of consistency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What awake and sleep have so little differences,&lt;br /&gt;Grand master in the art of love, you are very well in it&lt;br /&gt;By appointing sleep image of death,&lt;br /&gt;The life and sleep are just the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we dream in our bed, a dream home,&lt;br /&gt;Hoping without success, and fear without reason,&lt;br /&gt;Return one day to our beloved home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working with pain and sacrifice without recognition&lt;br /&gt;O death, what is this life?&lt;br /&gt;This is a dream which lasted a little more than a night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1837827231541962374-1028950585487853705?l=funeralpoemscollection.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funeralpoemscollection.blogspot.com/feeds/1028950585487853705/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1837827231541962374&amp;postID=1028950585487853705' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1837827231541962374/posts/default/1028950585487853705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1837827231541962374/posts/default/1028950585487853705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funeralpoemscollection.blogspot.com/2008/07/life-is-just-dream.html' title='Life is just a dream'/><author><name>Blue Roland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16091437713002954168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05273204243292192557'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1837827231541962374.post-6482441870228930087</id><published>2008-07-02T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T23:43:43.514-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funeral Poems for Adult'/><title type='text'>Funeral Poem for couples</title><content type='html'>Look at them go, these couples are eternal&lt;br /&gt;In the arms of one another arms around a while,&lt;br /&gt;All before ever mingle with their dust,&lt;br /&gt;Do the same oath:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always! A bold word that the heavens as they age&lt;br /&gt;With astonishment intend to impose,&lt;br /&gt;And to repeat lips that fade&lt;br /&gt;And who will glaze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You who live so little, why this promise&lt;br /&gt;That momentum hope tears to your heart,&lt;br /&gt;Vain challenge that none you throw in drunkenness&lt;br /&gt;In a moment of happiness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovers around you a voice inflexible&lt;br /&gt;Cree to anything that arises: "Love and die here on earth!"&lt;br /&gt;Death is implacable and the sky insensitive;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well! as necessary, without trouble and without murmurs,&lt;br /&gt;With that same love with which you drunk&lt;br /&gt;And lost in the bosom of the immense Nature,&lt;br /&gt;Love then, and die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, not everything is said to the fragile beauty&lt;br /&gt;When an invincible charm outweighs the desire,&lt;br /&gt;Under fire with a kiss when our poor clay&lt;br /&gt;A shivered with pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our oath sacred part of an immortal soul;&lt;br /&gt;She moved shiver when the body;&lt;br /&gt;We hear his voice and the sound of his wing&lt;br /&gt;Until our transport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We therefore repeat that word which is envy&lt;br /&gt;the firmament the stars bright,&lt;br /&gt;The word that joins the hearts and becomes, once life,&lt;br /&gt;Their link to the heavens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the rage of an eternal embrace&lt;br /&gt;They spend trained, these couples in love,&lt;br /&gt;And do not stop to throw with fear&lt;br /&gt;A look around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They remain calm when everything collapses and falls;&lt;br /&gt;Their hope is their joy and support divine;&lt;br /&gt;They do point where tripping against a tomb&lt;br /&gt;They struck up a path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when your wooden house is so beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;When your flowers blooms&lt;br /&gt;Nature, you are our mother, what would make you smile&lt;br /&gt;If they died whole?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the veil light of the deadly beauty&lt;br /&gt;Find the soul that we seek&lt;br /&gt;The time of promise, exclaim: "That's it!"&lt;br /&gt;And losing it immediately,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And losing it forever! That thought alone&lt;br /&gt;Change spectrum to our eyes the image of love.&lt;br /&gt;What! these wishes infinite, this hard senseless wishes&lt;br /&gt;To be a one-day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you, would you be, therefore at this point without entrails,&lt;br /&gt;Great God who must top all hear and see everything,&lt;br /&gt;That so many farewells and so many funerals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That this dark tomb where we do you get off&lt;br /&gt;You say: "Keep them, their cries are unnecessary.&lt;br /&gt;in vain we cry over their ashes;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no! God we say good, you would hope that;&lt;br /&gt;Uniting to separate, this is not your purpose.&lt;br /&gt;Everything that has loved, even for one day on earth,&lt;br /&gt;Will love in your womb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternity human illusion! chimera!&lt;br /&gt;Lie of love and human pride!&lt;br /&gt;It has been a point yesterday, this ghostly ephemeral,&lt;br /&gt;It needs a tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this flash of life and for that spark&lt;br /&gt;Who burns a minute in your hearts surprised,&lt;br /&gt;You suddenly forget the mud maternal&lt;br /&gt;And your destiny confined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O daring dreamers&lt;br /&gt;Only the power that destroys fatal creating?&lt;br /&gt;Leave such a hope; all are brothers&lt;br /&gt;In the face of nothingness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say the night as it passes through its sails:&lt;br /&gt;"I like, and I hope to see your torchlight expire."&lt;br /&gt;Night does nothing, but tomorrow's stars&lt;br /&gt;Be happy on your graves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think love whose fierce fire you press&lt;br /&gt;A reserved for you the flame and its rays;&lt;br /&gt;The flower that you break sighs with drunkenness:&lt;br /&gt;"We, too, love!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy, you want the great soul invisible&lt;br /&gt;Who fills all, woods, fields his enthusiasm;&lt;br /&gt;The Nature smiled, but it is insensitive:&lt;br /&gt;What are your joys him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has only one desire, the cruel stepmother immortal&lt;br /&gt;It is always bear children without end, without truce&lt;br /&gt;Mother hungry, it took forever for her,&lt;br /&gt;And leave you dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All his pension is for what will be born;&lt;br /&gt;The rest is confused in a Supreme oblivion.&lt;br /&gt;You, you liked, you can disappear:&lt;br /&gt;His wish was fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a breath of love through your breasts,&lt;br /&gt;On the waves of happiness you taking suspended,&lt;br /&gt;At the foot of Beauty when divine hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When pressing on the heart that will soon extinguished&lt;br /&gt;Another object suffering form vain here,&lt;br /&gt;It seems fatal, that you are going to embrace&lt;br /&gt;The Infinity in your arms;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These delusions sacred these desires without measure&lt;br /&gt;in your flanks as ardent swarms,&lt;br /&gt;This transport is already Humanity future&lt;br /&gt;Who agitated in your breasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will dissolve, this slight clay&lt;br /&gt;What moved a moment of joy and pain;&lt;br /&gt;The winds will disperse this noble dust&lt;br /&gt;Who was once a heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But other hearts born who revere bravery&lt;br /&gt;From your dashed hopes, your love extinguished,&lt;br /&gt;your tears, your dreams, your flame,&lt;br /&gt;In ages distant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All beings, forming a chain eternal&lt;br /&gt;To pass, running the torch of love.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone quickly took the torch immortal&lt;br /&gt;And it makes a turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the brightness of its light,&lt;br /&gt;You swear in the night when the fate you swam,&lt;br /&gt;To keep it always in your hand dying&lt;br /&gt;It already escaped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least you shine a light flash sublime;&lt;br /&gt;It has crossed your life a time;&lt;br /&gt;In fall you can bring into the abyss&lt;br /&gt;Your glare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when he prevail on the merits of peaceful sky&lt;br /&gt;An be ruthlessly those who suffer,&lt;br /&gt;If his eye eternal considers impassive&lt;br /&gt;The birth and death,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the edge of the grave, and under this same light,&lt;br /&gt;That movement is a love for you&lt;br /&gt;Yes, see how humans is high in love&lt;br /&gt;And God forgive!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Roland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16091437713002954168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05273204243292192557'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1837827231541962374.post-7950621921130655913</id><published>2008-07-02T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T23:42:55.441-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funeral Poems for Adult'/><title type='text'>Ray of Shadow</title><content type='html'>From the temples that dominates&lt;br /&gt;At the rocky volcano that always surrounded by lightning,&lt;br /&gt;When the old warriors descended into paradise,&lt;br /&gt;The Greece accompanied their divine image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And their shadows, while the night lights&lt;br /&gt;The Archipelago radiant and gulfs deserts,&lt;br /&gt;When 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