Best Homme Poems


I Came To Paris To Be Un Homme Du Monde

Living in Paris as un homme du monde*
searching for la belle dame* strolling
by the Seine dreaming of stars gliding...
when she starts her swift danse macabre*,
to forget she was a famous femme savante.*
In autres temps,* Marie was a beauty:
who conquered wealthy men in France and Italy...
her soprano's voice stunned them in each scene!
Ma belle Marie,* tout le monde*: from New York to Paris,
went wild applauding you in elegant Opera Houses!
Ma belle Marie,* you savored success and riches, hating the baby in your womb;
and not being satisfied, you attempted to mercilessly destroy two lives! 
Ma belle Marie,* get rid of that vile thought...replace it with thankful payers!
I came to Paris to be un homme du monde,* not to put flowers on your tomb!



Translation
un homme du monde: a sophisticated man
la belle dame: the beautiful lady
danse macabre: dance of death
femme savante: learned and cultured woman
autres temps: other times
ma belle Marie: my beautiful Marie
tout le monde: everybody

Un Homme Dans Le Coin

Je ne comprends pas pourquoi j'entends des voix
Pourquoi crie-t-il à moi
Pourquoi veut-il faire du mal à ma famille?
Pourquoi je pleure
Pourquoi parlent-ils en retour?
Pourquoi dois-je purger
Pourquoi est-ce que j'ai une envie?
Couper,
Blesser les autres?
Pourquoi suis-je délirant
Pourquoi me disent-ils de me punir
Pourquoi veulent-ils que je sois fou?
Pourquoi suis-je en train de devenir fou?

Une Homme Pour La Vie

Stylo à la main
Je n’écris pas mon destin ni la fin
Mais cette aventure dans le train
Ce train de la vie que J’aime à l’infini 
Beaucoup de détours tous les jours 
Mais il n’y a pas d’aller-retour
Alors je prends avec moi cet amour
Pour le partager tout au long de mon parcours 
Cette envie de voir l’espoir danser
Dans les yeux de ce marginalisé  
Ecoutez 
Ne faisons pas de lui un expulsé 
La vie vaut la peine d’être vécue 
C’est pour cela qu’il a survécu 
Donnons-lui cette source d’énergie 
Qui fera de lui un homme pour la vie.  

Maria Crown


Premium Member Rother Homme

Rother Homme.
.
Hi chicks my name is Chuck
I’m one hell of a man
In my tight satin trousers
A rug on my chest
And a fake tan
.
Some men have got it
Someone of them don’t
And some a few of them 
Won’t
.
I don’t even have to try
As soon as I walk in a disco
A chick gives me the eye
The chicks call me bull
I’m a love machine
And if you ever went to Tiffany’s 
Or Adam and Eve in rhe 70’s
You’ll  know what I mean
.
My clothes are from Sexy Rexy
My platform shoes
From a Rotherham market stall
My medallion from vinegar Liz
For 10 bob
Down at Clifton hall
.
 A chic once she said she’d like to see me in 3D
Her room number
She said do want to come home for a coffee?
I declined because I only drink tea
And she run outa teabags
. 
Why do chicks always say no 
When they mean yes?
Could never understand why lads had a fight over a lass Outside
When I fad the lass sit on my knee
Inside?
.
Lock up yer daughters
Every Friday and Saturday night
My Feet itched to get on the dance floor and boogie
The smell of Brut and Avon perfume
Wafting around the room
And after a jar or two and my beer glasses on
The room was full of Olivia Newton John’s
And I was John Travolta with the fever
And the heat
Was on
.
The chicks did a kind of fertility dance
Around their handbags on the floor
They don’t do that any more
I used to keep a chick for more than two minutes
And at least knew their name
‘’Not many people know that’’
A quote from Michael Cane
.
Things are not the same no more
You can be sure
Brut now gives me a rash
And I don’t wear a medallion no more
The chicks have dried up like a river
And the love machine 
Has ceased up and rusty
Doesn’t work no more.
.
Anon.
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Yim Sayest He

that i might love as
lovers do
and make woman want and need me
then they shall stand before me
to be mine
the need of belonging
the soughted bare
thus must I havest thee as mine
the keepsake of love
that as lovers we might engage to
be in love
thus the creation of our togetherness
might have others to wish us apart
curse them that we have now
to be together
curse them that they wish us apart!

HAVEST ME
AS LOVER
HAVEST ME
OH THOSE WHO WISH US
STRAINGED AND UNRAVELED
HAVEST ME
AS LOVER
HAVEST ME
THAT I STRAIN FOR
LOVE HAVEST ME!
WAST THE NIGHT
WE HAVEST TOGETHER
MAKE US LOVE
EACH OTHER
HAVEST ME
THAT I STAND IN THE DOORWAY OF FOREVER
AND OPEN THE DOOR TO LET YOU
IN HAVEST ME
MIGHT I SEEP IN YOUR EMOTIONS
AND SMILE IN HAPPINESS
MIGHT I STAND BEFORE YOU AS LOVER
HAVEST ME.

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