Ängels bön

 O min God ge mig fred
att glömma bort alla
illvilliga varelser
som lurar i världen
på änglarnas vingar,
så att jag vågar flyga
mitt i massorna.
© Yelling Rosa
28/4 –22

The Angel’s Prayer

Oh my God, help me
To ignore the world
Of evil beings
That hunt the wings
Of angels,
So I dare to fly
Among the people.
© Yelling Rosa
28th April 2022

 

If the War Drags on in Ukraine

 I have published the video below because Western policymakers are not thinking about the consequences of prolonging the war. Prediction is difficult, but wars come at a price. In this case, the Ukrainians will naturally suffer the most from the war.

 

False Theater; Theatro false; Mina naglar har växt

 

False Theater

Like dust in the wind
Is the life of humans,
But otherwise, we think
That is the origin of
The false theater.
© Yelling Rosa
16/3 –21

Theatro false

Como pulvere in le vento
es le vita de humanos,
sed qualcosa altere nos crede.
Il es le origines de un
theatro false.
© Yelling Rosa
16/3 –21

 

Mina naglar har växt

Mina naglar har växt.
De blir dödande,
om jag inte spelar gitarr
med mina fingrar.
© Yelling Rosa
15/3 –22

 

Tempus fugit; Time is Running out; Aika pakenee

 

Tempus fugit

Tempus fugit,
sed capita nostra
in fruticem
abdunt.
© Yelling Rosa
5/3 -22

Time Is Running Out

Time is running out
But we hide
Our heads into
The bushes.
© Yelling Rosa
5/3 –22

Here ’Tempus’ equals climate change.
Fugere = Flee, escape, hasten

Aika pakenee

Aika pakenee,
mutta me piilotamme
päämme pensaaseen.
© Yelling Rosa
5/3 -22

Tempus fugit
Aika pakenee, aika rientää. Ilmaus on Vergiliukselta (Georgica, 3, 284),
Suuri latinasanakirja, toimittanut Arto Kivimäki

 

Death is not Obligatory; Doodgaan is niet verplicht; Pakko syntyä

 

Death is not Obligatory

Death is not obligatory.
It does not exist
when birth is
omitted.
© Yelling Rosa
2/12 –21

Doodgaan is niet verplicht

Doodgaan is niet verplicht
het bestaat niet
wanneer geboorte
is overgeslagen.
© Yelling Rosa
2/12 –21

 

Pakko syntyä

Jos ihminen
ei synny,
hän ei voi
kuolla.
© Yelling Rosa
2/12 –21

 

 

Bench in the Park; Benko en la parko

 

Bench in the Park

Our mother was
A bench in the park,
And we were trees.
Our mother was a bench
With the watering can,
And we had water
To grow up.
© 15/1 –22

 

 

BENKO EN LA PARKO

Nia patrino estis
benko en la la parko,
kaj ni estis arboj.
Nia patrino estis benko
kun la akvumilo,
kaj ni havis akvon
por plenkreski.
© Yelling Rosa
15/1 –22

Tago por Virusoj; A Day for Viruses

 

PLEASE NOTE:

All coincidences with real people and events are unintentional. These verses are just poetry, not documentaries. Please don’t take anything literally but metaphorical. I am not the same person as the narrator of the poems like the guitarist is not the tune that comes out from his guitar with the help of his fingers.

 

Tago por Virusoj

Kial ne tago por virusoj
ĉar ili estas kiel ni:
mortigante ĉiun vivanton
ili tuŝas.
© Yelling Rosa
6/1 –22

 

 La Danco de Virusoj © Yelling Rosa 2022

A Day for Viruses

Why there is not a day for viruses
As they are like us:
Killing every living creature
They touch.
© Yelling Rosa
6/1 –22

Birdo en la Nesto

Birdo en la nesto
atendante la finon de
sia speco.
Homoj estas
jam proksime.
© Yelling Rosa
6/1 –22

A Bird in the Nest

A bird in the nest
Waiting for the end
Of its kind.
People are
Already close.
© Yelling Rosa
6/1 –22

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