Moi je fais des poèmes mais juste en anglais... Je joue vraiment pas bien avec les mots en francais même si c'est ma langue maternelle...
I love someone and I don't know how to tell him.
I love someone and I don't know how to explain it to him.
I love someone and I don't want himto discover the truth;
I want tobe the person who will tell him that truth.
I'm in love but nobody sees it.
I'm in love but he doesn't see it.
I'm in love and always will be,
This is my destiny.
Love is a tragedy,
Lave is a play.
It can be a party,
Or Hell nobody knows to say.
Like an angel comming down from heaven
Or a seagul floating to the sky;
Love gives us wings,
For us to dream and fly.
Comming down the pathway,
Throught a newly dewed grass,
I think of you my lover,
My only paradise.
When I look over my head, I see a roof.
When I look on my side, I see a wall.
But when I look in your eyes, I see love for eternity.
Rain drop falling down fromthe sky,
Came here to wash my heart.
They came to take my pain away
And just won't stop to drop.
I hope someday the clouds will fade,
I can only wait but I have faith.
One day you'll come, one day you'll stay;
But next thing I'll know, your love will be away.
The rain has stoped
And your fellings have to.
I hope you'll live happy
'Cause that's my best wish for you.
A part of me loves you
Abd an other doesn't.
I sometimes thinkof you
But i'm sure that I shouldn't.
Ineed to look away from you
Or my heart anf eyes start bleeding.
The pain you make me live each day
Is nomatch forme.
I've lost it a long time away,
Why can't you jsut see?
My heart is bleeding
And my eyes are crying.
The pain is the killer,
But I'm the survivor.
My friends have helped me
And you will stay lonely.
I won't fall in your evil trap again,
Nor I will help your pain to end.
Et le dernier que j'ai composé... Attention les dernières phrases peuvent contenir du language non aproprié pour des enfants agés de moins de treiza ans^^ Rien de bien vulgaire juste un F-U mais si c'est de trop dites le moi je vas l'enlever de suite. Ce dernier poème a aussi un context.
CONTEXT: un gar qui me collai trop et avec qui j'étai ami mais que lui voulai plus. Moi pas question. Pas lui. Il tripe sur les avion (a dépensé 300$ pourmonter sur un avion en particulier aller-retour avec moin d'une heure d'intervalle) et maintenat dès que je vois un avoins -ce qui arrive souvent- je pense a lui...
Thinking of you, I can no more stop.
You, you stole my heart, and flied all the way up.
Throught the sky and into the clouds,
You fly all around the earth, and show how you are proud.
All dressed in white,
To not see you Imust fight.
Is this a bird?...
Is this my flying hero?...
No... It's a mother fukin' plane!
Fuck you Fred! -bin oui c'est son nommais en tout cas-
Thanks for ruining my perfectly blue sky!
Le copiright m'appartien! fièrement signé Tata!