Poems in french?No way for me....

I done this just know. I know no name for it yet. Thinking of calling it Elf song. For the beauty of the woman it is written for is like that of some magical being.

 

The sun blossoms now in your hair

Sitting on a chair looking really fair

I cant help but wonder if you ever ponder

The things you do to me

Just sitting there looking really fair.

 

As you turn the wheel of a boat

With the wind flapping about your coat

I cant help but wopnder if you ever ponder

The way you make me feel

When you stand there turning the wheel of a boat.

 

Now you stand in a field of flowers

I cant help gazing upon you for hours

Always in wonder if you ever ponder

The way my heart is constantly showered

With loving thoughts, just staring at you

 

I guess it will cease to matter

I guess my heart will just have to shatter

When you pull up the rope and sail away

Into some unknown and carefree day

Back to the sunset whench you came

hey silverion this is a nice poem....

that's a very nice poem silverion :)

Thanks guys. It just kinda came to me. Had to do it straight away :lol:

Cmon guys. No one else got some poetry?

Well I thought about writing again...but I wasn't in the right mood!When I've got a new one I'll post it....unfortunately all my poems are in german... :(

Got a new song. What you think?

 

Beware the sea

 

Passing away amongst the trees

Skin tickled by the leaves

This my last journey

Going over the sea, to be free

 

Away from sorrow and pain

Away from sweet summer rain

No longer see the rolling plain

No longer will i feel the same

 

In the distance i here it call

As it hits the sundering shore

Told by the wisest of the fair

Beware the sea, Dont stray there

 

But i strayed, i became caught

No longer to think other thought

Goodby dear friend i know so well

Goodby Gonders white tower bell

 

So i pass to a fair land

Of many great and beautiful things

My destiny is close to hand

When i find my long lost kin.

my sis wrote one about me

something about me being a pig :rolleyes: it was actually quite good though not very flattering- i'll see if i can find it.

I know for a fact its not as good as Ari's or silverion's stuff.

can we post stuff we wrote???? :embarrased:

my sis wrote one about me

something about me being a pig :rolleyes: it was actually quite good though not very flattering- i'll see if i can find it.

I know for a fact its not as good as Ari's or silverion's stuff.

 

Well i do intend to do this sort of thing for a living oneday. Become a singer-songwriter that is. Just takes practice :lol:

wow that'll be cool, you're definitly on your way. :D

we'll get first notice of your first gig here at coldplaying right? maybe even some free tickets ;)

 

...sill trying to find pig poem... here's a limmerick i like in the mean while (which i did not write- from book)

 

There was an old man from Peru

Who dreamt he was eating his shoe

He woke in a fright, in the middle of the night

And found it was perfectly true.

:lol:

oh i want to do the same silverion, be a songwriter. :D that's cool ;)

 

i want to be a writer but i don't mind be a songwriter too. :)

wow this is awesome, I've been gone for a long time in California because my grandmother died and this is a great thing to see.

Survival

 

Set the earth upon the sea

Set the living in a desert land

build their sand huts

wearing animal skin

washed away

wash them away

 

living in peace

sheltered by trees

the furry animal

knows earthly peace

it takes its babies

out to the road

but now the raccoon

she's all alone

 

who will cry out for me

when someone takes my baby

we make the ground

and we're swept off our feet

Welcome back

wow that's a beautiful poem.

love the last verse :cool:

 

have you put those lyrics into song? cause for some reason while reading i was hearing music :)

 

love your avatar too!

Welcome back

wow that's a beautiful poem.

love the last verse :cool:

 

have you put those lyrics into song? cause for some reason while reading i was hearing music :)

 

love your avatar too!

:/ I wish I knew how. I've never made a real song before. I mean, I've sort of made some short ones, but I don't know how to make a real one.

no worries, you'll become a famous poet one day ,

have heaps of books published, ;)

some band will read it maybe even name themselves after one of your poems

or most likely put your lyrics to song :D

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

....lets just hope its a good band and not some one like Britney Spears son or somefin :/

i wrote this about three months ago, (ihave more, i'll post later)its in spanish, but here it goes:(i;ll try to translate it, but it wont be the same)

 

El Silencio de Ayer

 

Las noches mi sueño ha perdido,

mis ojos ya no cierran mas.

Amargo y Agrio mi sabor se ha vuelto,

dulce miel jamas ya no vuleve,

mi universo perdio sus estrellas,

frio sol perdio el brillo ayer.

 

Las niñas lloran al contemplar

mis noches,

luces mis noches necesitan con prisa.

Mi musica en paciencia camina.

Ayer, bailaba, cantaba, gozaba,

en silencio susurra llantos que jamas se oiran.

en silencio todo esta en calma,

congelado todo esta.

Thanks for the encouragement :)

 

The Fox

 

running around

lightly prancing

some might say

she is dancing

trotting, trotting,

trotting along

she dances to the beat

of her own song

 

came upon

the edge of the wood

don't know what to do

for her own good

 

dancing, dancing,

dancing along

she dances to the beat

of her own song

 

she fell off the world

into ours

wondering what to do

with all the hours

she scared the livestock

off a farm

don't know what to do

she heard an alarm

something's coming

it is tall

it spoke with

a threatening call

she goes next door

and hides in the trees

"alas, it hurts

a trap has caught me"

after hours of howling

she almost dies

but another man

heard the cries

 

he takes her away

to live another day

lucky she's here

a while longer to stay

so they take her back

to live in the wood

they know what to do

for her own good

and she's dancing, dancing,

dancing along

she dances to the beat

of her own song

i wrote this about three months ago, (ihave more, i'll post later)its in spanish, but here it goes:(i;ll try to translate it, but it wont be the same)

 

El Silencio de Ayer

 

Las noches mi sueño ha perdido,

mis ojos ya no cierran mas.

Amargo y Agrio mi sabor se ha vuelto,

dulce miel jamas ya no vuleve,

mi universo perdio sus estrellas,

frio sol perdio el brillo ayer.

 

Las niñas lloran al contemplar

mis noches,

luces mis noches necesitan con prisa.

Mi musica en paciencia camina.

Ayer, bailaba, cantaba, gozaba,

en silencio susurra llantos que jamas se oiran.

en silencio todo esta en calma,

congelado todo esta.

 

awn! great! :blush:

I find poetry boring...

 

...I don't really like paintings or fine arts...

 

...but yet I love art, haha.

^ :thinking: :huh:

oh wait i think i know what u mean- i like the Graffiti around Melbourne they are really beautiful and there are a lot of stencile images around the city too- i love it, its like a free gallery.

 

Sienna, que lindo! tenes un talento (no se si asi se dice en espanol en inglese: talent) mi universo perdio sus estrellas,

frio sol perdio el brillo ayer y mi musica en paciencia camina. - WOW :o

aww, gracias kekita....i actually want to be a writer...maybe i do have a shot at it..

 

here's the translation:

 

Yesterday's Silence

 

my nights have lost sleep,

my eyes no longer close.

bitter and sour my taste has become,

sweet honey is not coming back.

yesterday,my universe lost its stars and

the cold sun lost its shine.

 

my eyes cry whenever they gaze upon

my silent nights,

in a hurry, my nights need light.

my music in quiet paces it walks,

yestetday, it danced, sang joyfully.

in silence it whispers my crying that

will never be heard,

in silence all is calm,

frozen everything is.

Thanks for the encouragement :)

 

The Fox

 

running around

lightly prancing

some might say

she is dancing

trotting, trotting,

trotting along

she dances to the beat

of her own song

 

came upon

the edge of the wood

don't know what to do

for her own good

 

dancing, dancing,

dancing along

she dances to the beat

of her own song

 

she fell off the world

into ours

wondering what to do

with all the hours

she scared the livestock

off a farm

don't know what to do

she heard an alarm

something's coming

it is tall

it spoke with

a threatening call

she goes next door

and hides in the trees

"alas, it hurts

a trap has caught me"

after hours of howling

she almost dies

but another man

heard the cries

 

he takes her away

to live another day

lucky she's here

a while longer to stay

so they take her back

to live in the wood

they know what to do

for her own good

and she's dancing, dancing,

dancing along

she dances to the beat

of her own song

 

Not sure about the translation of your other song. It could be worded better. But this is really good. You should seek about getting it published. I am sure it would look great with some flowing script in bold and the picture of a fox in the background and a border. Try it. This poem desearves it.