English Poems

[ElMundo]

"Alastor; or, The Spirit of Solitude" (final verses)

Percy Bysshe Shelley


And all the shows o' the world, are frail and vain
To weep a loss that turns their lights to shade.
It is a woe "too deep for tears," when all
Is reft at once, when some surpassing Spirit,
Whose light adorned the world around it, leaves
Those who remain behind, not sobs or groans,
The passionate tumult of a clinging hope;
But pale despair and cold tranquillity,
Nature's vast frame, the web of human things,
Birth and the grave, that are not as they were.

[Hypnotic]

this will be my fisrt...my very first time...cause in my whole life, I´ve never try to create a poem in english....hope my grammar wont let me down...lol



when i believe i fear most, when i believe i heard you saying no, darling, that`s when u prove me i wasnt wrong. cause everybody says "yes" to me maybe cause all they see its a pretty woman endorsed in a practical joke, where you may be really waiting the best of me, the rest only shall think "dont worry, til last day of the month ull drown your wonderful show".

cause my weakness rely on you, cause im a lot of myself, but nothing without you. Im trying to make what everybody thinks im not, im determinated to succeed, because from all those who say "yes" i know they are wishing "no".


so, maybe i try to hard...hope u enjoy, and read between the lines....

[Dua]

I like a Thoreau's one:

If a man does not keep pace with his companions
perhapst it is because he hears a different drummer.
Let him step to the music he hears
however measured and far away.

[dragonfly]

this will be my fisrt...my very first time...cause in my whole life, I´ve never try to create a poem in english....hope my grammar wont let me down...lol

when i believe i fear most, when i believe i heard you saying no, darling, that`s when u prove me i wasnt wrong. cause everybody says "yes" to me maybe cause all they see its a pretty woman endorsed in a practical joke, where you may be really waiting the best of me, the rest only shall think "dont worry, til last day of the month ull drown your wonderful show".

cause my weakness rely on you, cause im a lot of myself, but nothing without you. Im trying to make what everybody thinks im not, im determinated to succeed, because from all those who say "yes" i know they are wishing "no".


so, maybe i try to hard...hope u enjoy, and read between the lines....

We can call this an Urban Poem... l liked it.
Hypnotic, I would like sugest you just try not to use u instead of you, or i instead of I, or im instead of I am at the poems.

Nice to see more people in here...
Thanks Hypnotic and Dua... and by the way Dua, welcome to the foro.

[Hypnotic]

i really apreciate ur suggestion.....it´s just (that im in a certain way) a rebel of the capital letters....or at least i like to think i am.... (im no sure about a propper translation here) that´s why I "eat" contractions and other propper ways of wrinting.

so now ¿u know what i mean? but also im very awhere that here we are learning and for all those who arent really familiared with this language its a total way to disrespect them...so I apoloogize....

Im really happy to be back!!!!

[juanerick]

Hypnotic!!!!!, incredible. Have a great days in foros again.

[karlacris]

One Art

(Elizabeth Bishop)

The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.

---Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.

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[karlacris]

To my sister: Claudia. I know you don't visit this place... anyway, I love you and I'm really grateful to have a sister like you...

To my HMVs... because the bond of "sisterhood" is strong and go beyond the geography...

Carry you heart with me

(E. E. Cummings)

I carry your heart with me.

I carry it in my heart. I am never without it.

Anywhere I go you go, my dear; and whatever is done

by only me is your doing, my darling.

I fear no fate, for you are my fate, my sweet.

I want no world, for beautiful, you are my world, my true.

And it's you are whatever a moon has always meant

and whatever a sun will always sing is you.

Here is the deepest secret nobody knows.

Here is the root of the root, and the bud of the bud,

and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;

which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide.

And this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart:

I carry your heart. I carry it in my heart.

[dragonfly]

What a sweet Karliiiish... thank's
Here is one for you and to my Shpesaa...

My sister

She is my sister, not by blood
But rather by love
When I cry she wipes away the tears
When I hide she takes away my fears

Always and foreve will I love my sister
Faithful and loyal she does remain
Protecting me from a world of despise
Listening to everyone of my cries

With arms wide open she nurtures me
and keeps away all that is wrong
She keeps me on track, never letting me stray
To my sugestions she will never say 'nay'

Thank you my sister for all that you've done
For without you all would be wrong
I love you my sister, with all my heart
'cause have a not blood sister
It's a priceles prize
The love for my sister is all true

[karlacris]

Thanks my sister by love!!!!!


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