When the tempest falls Seeds of tears wet the ground Carrying in their wombs The fruit of a new life: LOVE!
Happiness will win the sadness And overcome the rage. Passion will conquest the madness, Exceeding hearts with hope.
...And the tempest falls again, Carrying in its womb The embrio of a new war: THE FREE WILL!
A fruit of a new sin, Disagreement of a new age...
(*By: Agamenon Troyan) This is a translated excerpt of my poem & short tales book (O Anjo e a Tempestade) aka (The Angel and the Storm) PS: All the poems and short tales are in portuguese language. I will translated them later when i find an american or overseas publishing house interested in my book.
WHEN THE TEMPEST FALLS
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Seeds of tears wet the ground
Carrying in their wombs
The fruit of a new life:
LOVE!
Happiness will win the sadness
And overcome the rage.
Passion will conquest the madness,
Exceeding hearts with hope.
...And the tempest falls again,
Carrying in its womb
The embrio of a new war:
THE FREE WILL!
A fruit of a new sin,
Disagreement of a new age...
(*By: Agamenon Troyan)
This is a translated excerpt of my poem & short tales book (O Anjo e a Tempestade) aka (The Angel and the Storm)
PS: All the poems and short tales are in portuguese language. I will translated them later when i find an american or overseas publishing house interested in my book.