Au Fond Poems - Poems about Au Fond

...Mama has left She is no longer alive She left Mother Earth She is in the cemetery Mom is further on She is, here and there, really Mother is gone And no longer here With us, under the sun Mo......Read the rest...

...I discovered a poem longing in my heart, it is for you, And it is about you, my sweetheart. This poem resembles you. I wrote it this morning, before the arrival of the auroral shadow. Her words h......Read the rest...

...The trenches are dug, We gotta go, guys, Defend our country, On the other side of the Rhine, They don’t speak French, On the other side of the Rhine, They don’t speak German, Sprechen Sie Deut......Read the rest...

... Fall season is a favored time of year when leaves irradiate their aurum cheer. Custard colors cloak paths with brilliantine while misty breezes tease the woods to sheen. A couturière flounc......Read the rest...

...Les bras du cœur sont grands ouvert C'est le temps dit chanté Venez en profiter Lance-moi vos sourires Je vais même vous faire rire Notre destin est libre Voilà, l'équilibre Dieu protèg......Read the rest...

...Les vieux poèmes sont comme de vieilles chaussures Que nous refusons de jeter au fond des fissures Comme les vieilles pensées que nous ne pouvons pas ignorer Ou les vieilles routes que nous aimons......Read the rest...

...VERSET 1. And I do, I do love you, and I do love you; Quand je regarde dans tes yeux, je vois au fond de ton âme, ton âme; Est-ce que cela vous surprend que je vous aime toujours autant? REFR......Read the rest...

... Nuit magique (Awesome Night) Catherine Lara (A lilting catchy French tune with a " barbed " message addressed to oneself or to any damsel in distress. Free translation by T. Wignesan) Oka......Read the rest...

...Les passants, les passages Fantômes de la nuit Avec aucun visage Les passants pensée est un mirage Le mirage voit des visages vides seulement Les passages ont des secrets Les passants voien......Read the rest...

...I heard the voice of the well, I approached the curb, There was black sooty, It was probably your call. As a low message From the depths, The narrow circle of the shipwreck, From your former......Read the rest...

...To run my fingers along your neck To hear your musical voice To glide across your strings divine The music of my choice The dancing bow, the finger moves The music wings its way through time ......Read the rest...