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posté le 09-07-2024 à 11:51:31

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1. gladys-lemire  le 09-07-2024 à 11:57:47  (site)

Symply
merci mon ti nhomme to me de poser larticl" por moi faut je surveille gueussss (l)
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2. BernardNowman  le 09-07-2024 à 12:02:26  (site)

ouiii mon amour (l) pour gueuss
c magnifique kome tjrsss mon amour (l)
je t'aimeeeeeeee (l) my wife adorée d'amour (l) à moi
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3. gladys-lemire  le 09-07-2024 à 12:08:40  (site)

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White pussy, spotless pussy,
I ask you, in these verses,
What secret sleeps in your green eyes,
What sarcasm under your mustache.

You leer at us, thinking quietly
That our pale foreheads, that our lips
Faded into crazy fevers,
That our hollow eyes are worthless

Your muzzle that your nose ends,
Pink like a breast bud,
Your ears whose design
Proudly crown your face.

Why this serenity?
Do you have the key to the problems
Which make us, shivering and pale,
Spend spring and summer?

Faced with the death that threatens us,
Cats and people, your flair, more subtle
That our knowledge, he tells you
Where does fading beauty go,

Where does thought go, where do they go
The late carnal splendors?
Cat, turn away your eyes;
I find too much black in the background.
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4. BernardNowman  le 09-07-2024 à 12:30:38  (site)

joliii poeme mon amour (l) smiley_id2354644smiley_id2354644smiley_id2354644smiley_id2354644

 
 
 
posté le 08-07-2024 à 11:04:38

LITTLE CREATS

 


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1. gladys-lemire  le 08-07-2024 à 11:13:59  (site)

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During the long summers, when the earth altered
Seems to rise, whitened and torn,
To search in vain for a breath of freshness
Who relieves his restless ardor in passing;
When the harvest is yellowed, scattered, disheveled,
Bends sadly over its burnt stem,
How sweet it is, on these fields suddenly suspended,
To see the expected cloud appear and grow!
How sweet it is, under the waves of its warm dew
To see nature aflame come back to life,
And to feel life, stopped for a moment,
Enter each leaf with a thrill!
In these narrow, deep, and solitary valleys,
Where a heavy doubtful day plunges, full of mysteries;
Where the shadow of the fir trees covers the pale fields,
Far from the air and sky buried lands;
How sweet it is, in the middle of the dark day,
To finally see a fortunate hour blossom,
To see the star of fire, which the mountain wants to hide,
Rising gloriously, dominate the rock!
Opening its sheaf of gold on this side of the world,
With its luminous jets it warms it and floods it,
And the arid valley, strewn with a thousand flowers,
Will soon shine with divine colors!
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2. BernardNowman  le 08-07-2024 à 11:25:04  (site)

magnifique créa et poeme mon amour (l)
simple mais j'aime bien
je t'aimeeeeeeee (l) my wyfe always d'amour (l) à moi
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3. gladys-lemire  le 08-07-2024 à 11:38:00  (site)

My always to me
Unconditional love, like infinite waves,
Surging over our hearts, ceaselessly and without limit,
He is the ocean in which we drown,
A love without conditions, without end or reason.
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posté le 07-07-2024 à 11:55:05

CLEOPATRE

 


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1. gladys-lemire  le 07-07-2024 à 12:15:32  (site)

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Lavish with treasures and idolatrous intoxication,
Youth has always done like Cleopatra:
Pure and simple wine is too cold for his heart;
She throws a jewel there, in her reckless passion.
She barely has, alas! touched the fiery cup,
Let there be nothing left, neither pearl nor liquor.
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2. gladys-lemire  le 07-07-2024 à 12:22:19  (site)

mon ti nhomme amour to me (l) joli article et poème(l)
jtaime me always me life (l)
j'ai posé hier soir papyli et mamie son pas la et je surveille le ferme tkt tt vas bien (l)
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3. BernardNowman  le 07-07-2024 à 12:23:29  (site)

magnifique article et poeme mon amour (l)
je t'aimeeeeeeeeee (l) ma ptite femme d'amour always (l) à moi
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posté le 06-07-2024 à 11:41:56

LES COULEURS

 


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1. gladys-lemire  le 06-07-2024 à 11:49:06  (site)

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Spectator, I observe the scene of life
Where characters emerge,
In moments of joy or disappointment
Where the dream becomes illusion and dies with contempt
Where the lie becomes true and the truth at the bottom of the well
But who am I in this world full of actors?
Where everyone climbs onto the platform,
Plays its role like its predecessors
Who am I when I myself have a role in this scene?
I observe, I suffer
But I applaud all these real lies
What would the world be if it were not a fiction
If these scenes were real and done with passion
I swear to God I will attend every day
I would be the heroine of cheerfulness
Trust and love
I would applaud until I couldn't anymore
And I would call the sorrowful souls to come see her
But alas the scene of life remains the same
And I stay in the front row
With or without my applause the curtain opens and closes.
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2. gladys-lemire  le 06-07-2024 à 11:53:06  (site)

très joli article
jtaime mon chouchounet to me(l) me always(l)
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et le poème et très joli aussi

3. BernardNowman  le 06-07-2024 à 12:10:48  (site)

magnifique article et joliii poeme mon amour (l)
je t'aimeeeeeeeeeeeeee (l) ma chouchounette d'amour always (l) à moi
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posté le 05-07-2024 à 14:16:39

SYMBOLE

 


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1. BernardNowman  le 05-07-2024 à 15:36:14  (site)

magnifique article mon amour (l)
je t'aimeeeeeeeee (l) ma ptite femme d'amur always (l) à moi
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2. gladys-lemire  le 05-07-2024 à 15:48:16  (site)

The Bad Guys told me their frivolous lies:
But I only like the words
Of the eternal Truth.
Full of the divine fire that inspires me,
Today I dedicate my Lyre
To heavenly Charity.

In vain I would speak the language of Angels.
In vain, my God, of your praises
I would fill the whole Universe:
Without love, my glory is equal
Than the glory of the cymbal,
Which with a vain noise strikes the air.

What is the use of my mind to pierce the abysses
Of the most sublime mysteries,
And to read into the future?
Without love, my knowledge is in vain,
Like the dream, of which barely
There remains a slight memory.

What good does it do me if my Faith moves mountains?
Than in the arid countryside
The torrents are born under my feet;
Or that reviving the dust
She restores light to the Dead,
If love doesn't drive him?

Yes, my God, when my hands of all my inheritance
The poor would share;
Still for the Christian name,
Braving the most infamous crosses
I would deliver my body to the flames,
If I don't love, I am nothing.

3. gladys-lemire  le 05-07-2024 à 15:48:59  (site)

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