Poems?

lol....Thanks Blackspirit =) ! *blush*
anyway i think it is sooo much better in french =)
i can try to translate some others if you want ....

i still hope to live of my writings lol :D
 
Seriously, that poem really moved me! And I
never really pay attention to lyrics and poems.
I understand now, that I really should! :eek:)
I love your poem.

Yeah, would be really cool to read some of the
other stuff you have written! Btw, what is the
name of your poem in English?
APPARITION SYLVAINE.
 
i'm happy it has "moved" you =) that's for what i live =) lol

for the name...i did not find a good translation..."Apparition sylvaine" could mean hum....appartion from the forest or something....Woodland Ghost or something .....hard to explain lol ! hope you could understand the french ;-)
 
@deadwinterdead : thx =) btw i know you have great french skills, did you understand the french version ?
 
Your poem is very beautiful indeed, Phildwarf!! Hope you can manage to live from your writings. You're a great writer!!

So are you, Vanir! Your poem is really great!!
 
@deadwinterdead : ok....i was just hoping that you could help me for the translations :D

@karldin : thanks =)

@fjell : thx too !! =) i'll try to add some translations soon.....
 
I hardly think PD's needed any comments... In short, though, I loved it. I also lived in France for 6 months not long ago, so I understood a bit of the french part too. Even though my french blows.

Also, thank you for the positive feedback :) I just like people, that's all.
 
Small city far down the south... I don't think I want to remember. There were so many... _french_ people there. And they all refused to speak english. It was hell, I tell you, hell.

Not that I mind french people. Just that when they're so extremely french they simply REFUSE to speak english... that's just silly.
 
ha ha i totally agree with you vanir =) anyway it's maybe cause french people can't speak english or so awful....;-) and it's not only english..... when they are together, french people just refuse to speak other languages....i experimented that :(
 
Sous les couchers de soleil la mer
Disparaît comme une beauté superficielle
Les nuages, haut dans le ciel
Colorent les reflets de mon atmosphère

Les vents soufflent des odeurs de violette
Allongé par terre, le monde au dessus de ma tête
Je médite à l’inexistence de l’homme
Ma mort, je crois, a la saveur d’un automne

Sur les arbres, les bosquets la nuit est tombée
Les étoiles scintillent et éclaboussent les nuées
Je médite à l’inexistance de l’amour
Ma vie, a, je crois, l’odeur d’un éternel retour

Le jour se lève, pale et languissant
L’étincelle de vie pointe au coin du jour
Rien de ce que je connais n’est lumière, pourtant
Je ne pourrais penser à toi pour toujours.
 
Je regarde dans tes yeux, et je vois, et je sens
La détresse, l'amour et le désespoir
Refluer vers la surface bleue tels des poissons venus du noir
Et c'est de la difficulté à les voir que je ressens

Tes yeux sont tes aveux
Tes pensées, tes adieux
Tes joies, tes colères
Tes idées éphèmères

Je voudrais y plonger
Y couler et y nager
Tel le poisson que je suis
Et que pourtant je fuis

Je voudrais m'y perdre,
M'étendre dans leur beauté
Me voiler de ce bleu d'été
Et toujours te plaire

D'un calme plat nonchalant
A un tonnerre grondant
Tes yeux changent constamment
Et se parent de mille enchantements

Les mirroirs de ton âme,
Les bassins de tes larmes,
Je les ressens et j'entend
La triste chanson du vent