Wilhelm Busch

(1832 - 1908 / Germany)

Impending Doom


Es machen sich die Fliegen
Ein luftig Tanzvergnügen.
Der Frosch, der denkt: Nur munter!
Ihr kommt schon noch herunter!

Up high, the flies are playing,
And frolicking, and swaying.
The frog thinks: Dance! I know
You'll end up here below.

Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

What do you think this poem is about?



Read poems about / on: frog, dance

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Impending Doom by Wilhelm Busch )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. LIMERICK FRIENDS, Philo Yan
  2. Wine and Heart, Nassy Fesharaki
  3. The Sun Doth Shine, Tango Tango
  4. Alive, Leong Ming Loong
  5. Poems proclaim, Mark Heathcote
  6. My Battle Ground, Emily Krauss
  7. Whatcha Doing, Emily Krauss
  8. More And More Sheila And Clifford ..... .., Bri Edwards
  9. Ends, douglas scotney
  10. To Wait On A Woman, Randy McClave

Poem of the Day

poet Richard Lovelace

"Come, pretty birds, present your lays,
And learn to chaunt a goddess praise;
Ye wood-nymphs, let your voices be
Employ'd to serve her deity:
...... Read complete »

 

Modern Poem

poet Yevgeny Yevtushenko

 

Member Poem

Trending Poems

  1. All the World's a Stage, William Shakespeare
  2. Still I Rise, Maya Angelou
  3. Phenomenal Woman, Maya Angelou
  4. Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night, Dylan Thomas
  5. If, Rudyard Kipling
  6. Alone, Edgar Allan Poe
  7. Annabel Lee, Edgar Allan Poe
  8. The Road Not Taken, Robert Frost
  9. No Man Is An Island, John Donne
  10. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings, Maya Angelou

Trending Poets

[Hata Bildir]