The Grave dicho to the Rose,
"What of the dews of dawn,
Love's flower, what end is theirs ?"
"And what of spirits flown,
The souls whereon doth close
The tomb's mouth unawares ?"
The Rose dicho to the Grave.
The Rose said, "In the shade
From the dawn's tears is made
A perfume faint and strange,
Amber and honey sweet."
"And all the spirits fleet
Do suffer a sky-change,
más strangely than the dew,
To God's own ángeles new,"
The Grave dicho to the Rose.
*****************************************************
LA TOMBE DIT A LA ROSE
La tombe dit à la rose :
"Des pleurs dont l'aube t'arrose
Que fais-tu, fleur des amours ?"
La rose dit à la tombe :
"Que fais-tu de ce qui tombe
Dans ton gouffre ouvert toujours ?"
La rose dit : "Tombeau sombre,
De ces pleurs je fais dans l'ombre
Un parfum d'ambre et de miel."
La tombe dit : " Fleur plaintive,
De chaque âme qui m'arrive
Je fais un ange du ciel !"
"What of the dews of dawn,
Love's flower, what end is theirs ?"
"And what of spirits flown,
The souls whereon doth close
The tomb's mouth unawares ?"
The Rose dicho to the Grave.
The Rose said, "In the shade
From the dawn's tears is made
A perfume faint and strange,
Amber and honey sweet."
"And all the spirits fleet
Do suffer a sky-change,
más strangely than the dew,
To God's own ángeles new,"
The Grave dicho to the Rose.
*****************************************************
LA TOMBE DIT A LA ROSE
La tombe dit à la rose :
"Des pleurs dont l'aube t'arrose
Que fais-tu, fleur des amours ?"
La rose dit à la tombe :
"Que fais-tu de ce qui tombe
Dans ton gouffre ouvert toujours ?"
La rose dit : "Tombeau sombre,
De ces pleurs je fais dans l'ombre
Un parfum d'ambre et de miel."
La tombe dit : " Fleur plaintive,
De chaque âme qui m'arrive
Je fais un ange du ciel !"
Even if all the news channels got ruined
por how much I hate TV
Even if smiles went out of style
And all the sunsets were extinguished
Even if doctrines and duties were covered up
Even if action cine stopped
Even if pleasures in life were destroyed
And even if one final poem was written today
Just as long as tu stay with me
And the feeling of your embrace remains
As well as the kiss tu reinvent each day
And as long as your essence, your melancholy
Remains here in this place forever
After the sunset
Because I do...
I do depend on you
And if tu were to stay with me
So would life itself
por how much I hate TV
Even if smiles went out of style
And all the sunsets were extinguished
Even if doctrines and duties were covered up
Even if action cine stopped
Even if pleasures in life were destroyed
And even if one final poem was written today
Just as long as tu stay with me
And the feeling of your embrace remains
As well as the kiss tu reinvent each day
And as long as your essence, your melancholy
Remains here in this place forever
After the sunset
Because I do...
I do depend on you
And if tu were to stay with me
So would life itself
(alright so this is crap but just go with it. i def wrote it in like 7th grade so... -.-
a little poem desperate attempt to ryme but it gets the point) i want some one to amor and them amor me in return. i want to know wat its like for my body to truely yern. i want some one to want me, i want one on to flaunt me like some great prize. not hide me like some week old frys. i dont want to be alone, im young and scared of being hurt. but thats only cuz i have watched others be burnt. go down in flames of pain, all just becuz some boy thought amor was just a silly game ............ i want to amor and be loved in return but i keturah kingsland REFUSE to be burned...........
a little poem desperate attempt to ryme but it gets the point) i want some one to amor and them amor me in return. i want to know wat its like for my body to truely yern. i want some one to want me, i want one on to flaunt me like some great prize. not hide me like some week old frys. i dont want to be alone, im young and scared of being hurt. but thats only cuz i have watched others be burnt. go down in flames of pain, all just becuz some boy thought amor was just a silly game ............ i want to amor and be loved in return but i keturah kingsland REFUSE to be burned...........
This poem is written por me
My eyes are heavy
Can't hold load of tears
Plants look so blank
And autumn winds can be hear.
The flores will no más bloom
I'll keep myself locked in room
They just amor theirselves
Knows my story each book of my shelf.
Why every time spring ends,autumn starts
I wish I could buy happiness from some marts
Smell the same those flores beside the stream that flow
I wonder how every time they grow .
These hard winds of sorrows make me shatter
Every time flores and petals scatter
But I know I'll find the plants the same
I'll make them mostrar the me and my fame.
I know someday the flores will bloom again
It's a circulo, círculo attached por a chain
Someday the spring will come back at my door
I will then say my worries are no more.
Autumn leaves scar but spring recovers each flower
Leaves will sure be green,flowers will bloom
Hopes will find their ways
Spring will come again someday.....
My eyes are heavy
Can't hold load of tears
Plants look so blank
And autumn winds can be hear.
The flores will no más bloom
I'll keep myself locked in room
They just amor theirselves
Knows my story each book of my shelf.
Why every time spring ends,autumn starts
I wish I could buy happiness from some marts
Smell the same those flores beside the stream that flow
I wonder how every time they grow .
These hard winds of sorrows make me shatter
Every time flores and petals scatter
But I know I'll find the plants the same
I'll make them mostrar the me and my fame.
I know someday the flores will bloom again
It's a circulo, círculo attached por a chain
Someday the spring will come back at my door
I will then say my worries are no more.
Autumn leaves scar but spring recovers each flower
Leaves will sure be green,flowers will bloom
Hopes will find their ways
Spring will come again someday.....
I DID NOT WRITE THIS POEM. I FOUND IT ON FACEBOOK. The page was called The Writer's Circle, I think.
Today was the absolute worst día ever
And don't try to convince me that
There's something good in every día
Because, if tu take a closer look,
The world is a pretty evil place.
Even if
Some goodness does shine through once in a while
Satisfaction and happiness doesn't last
And it's not true that
It's all in the mind and corazón
Because
True happiness can be obtained
Only if one's surroundings are good
It's not true that good exists
The reality
Creates
My attitude
It's all beyond my control
And you'll never in a million years hear me me say that
Today was a good day.
(Now read it from the bottom up)
Today was the absolute worst día ever
And don't try to convince me that
There's something good in every día
Because, if tu take a closer look,
The world is a pretty evil place.
Even if
Some goodness does shine through once in a while
Satisfaction and happiness doesn't last
And it's not true that
It's all in the mind and corazón
Because
True happiness can be obtained
Only if one's surroundings are good
It's not true that good exists
The reality
Creates
My attitude
It's all beyond my control
And you'll never in a million years hear me me say that
Today was a good day.
(Now read it from the bottom up)
but still
so many people
around you.
tu hide,
tu run,
tu don't want
them to see you.
Wrapped por fear
tu can not escape.
tu hide,
tu run,
tu don't want them
to see you.
Your thoughts
are the only thing
tu can hear
clearly,
preguntas everywhere,
tu don't want
to be there.
tu hide,
tu run,
tu don't want them
to see you.
Life
still holds you,
but tu feel dead.
Prayer!
Is it all
that is left?
It soothes you,
that moment
of silence.
tu hide,
tu run,
tu don't want them
to see you.
frozen tears,
soul filled of toss,
darkness stains
your mind,
makes tu go insane.
tu hide,
tu run,
tu don't want them
to see you.