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Posts tonen met het label Poems. Alle posts tonen
Posts tonen met het label Poems. Alle posts tonen

donderdag 26 april 2012

Poem of hope

It's those moments, vacant that I remember, It's those times lost that I regret. by Shimon Weinroth

donderdag 30 september 2010

Autumn


Know’st thou not at the fall of the leaf
How the heart feels a languid grief
Laid on it for a covering,
And how sleep seems a goodly thing
In Autumn at the fall of the leaf?


Autumn Song by

Dante Gabriel Rossetti (1883)

With special thanks to GJ for providing the picture

woensdag 30 september 2009

Where no sun shines

Light breaks on secret lots,
On tips of thought where thoughts smell in the rain;
When logics dies,
The secret of the soil grows through the eye,
And blood jumps in the sun;
Above the waste allotments the dawn halts.

by Dylan Thomas

donderdag 30 april 2009

Queen and huntress

Queen and huntress, chaste and fair,
Now the sun is laid to sleep,
Seated in thy silver chair
State in wonted manner keep:
Hesperus entreats thy light,
Goddess excellently bright.

by Benjamin Jonson

vrijdag 23 januari 2009

Mourir dans tes bras

Y en a qui meurent tous les soirs
quand le spectacle est terminé
Quand ils retrouvent dans leur miroir
leur vérité démaquillée

par Adamo

woensdag 14 januari 2009

Dream

I used to dream of a lot of things,
But the moment I met you,
I immediately stopped dreaming,
Because all of my dreams came true.

woensdag 31 december 2008

Daydream

Whenever I day dream,
and day dream I do,
in my secret garden,
I day dream of you.

I day dream of you,
in a faraway land;
embracing me tight
and holding my hand.

Holding my hand,
and touching my face.
Just you and me,
in this peaceful place.

In this peaceful place
a pristine river flows.
Where the unicorns run,
a breeze always blows.

A breeze always blows
and sings of a song;
our love in a place
where you're never gone.

Where you're never gone
is as it would seem,
from dusk until dawn,
whenever I day dream.

And whenever I day dream,
and day dream I do,
in my secret garden,
I day dream of you.

zaterdag 22 november 2008

Your name

I wrote your name in the sky,
but the wind blew it away.
I wrote your name in the sand,
but the waves washed it away.
I wrote your name in my heart,
and forever it will stay.

vrijdag 14 november 2008

Lovepoem

If I could have just one wish,
I would wish to wake up everyday to
the sound of your breath on my neck,
the warmth of your lips on my cheek,
the touch of your fingers on my skin,
and the feel of your heart beating with mine...
Knowing that I could never find that feeling
with anyone other than you.