Choses Poems - Poems about Choses

...I could stay for hours under the sun to contemplate bouquets of primroses, to listen to the buzzing of insects, To contemplate their petals, the shape of hearts, I could stay for hours if no on......

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...When you see a white sail in the harbor of Brest, A sail under a burning sun, It’s a nagging sail, She has not the tranquility of a sail on the Nile, Her mind is not at peace, her conscience tor......

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...It’s like being hit by a meteor Where there’s no tomorrow It is like doomsday, really Where everything is ugly And absolutely nothing is pretty I just received the bad news That my sister-in-la......

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...There are things, Gaëlle, that are pretty good Say hello to her mom every day, Say hello to the nice weather vane, Listen to the trains in the countryside, There are things Gaëlle, that are so ......

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...Devrais-je feindre l'ignorance pour cacher mes sentiments, Ou devrais-je vraiment m'en soucier, incapable de feindre? Tant de courage pour affronter l'inconnu, Pourtant muet devant elle, le cœu......

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...Winter is gone It's already midnight Spring is here With her flowers and presents We have a new season Everyone knows the reason Since the girls are pretty And the women wear their best, that'......

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...You’ll never be an Olympic champion, Cecile, After your accident on the ice, Just walk, only, There are so many beautiful things to do, While walking, only, doubly, Walking makes happy, calms th......

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...One spring day, An angel plays, A magical play... She made me sit On the back of a butterfly... Huuuh huuuh huuuh Oye yea yea!!! Hmm hmm hmm... I hum... Hsss hsss hss, Th......

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...gingerbread cottage was waiting for the right family their kids were too loud there was no discipline this was not happening she showed them her meanness this family ran out screaming why are......

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...Why the translation? Because French is a pretty language. mon petit chou is a term of endearment “my little cabbage.” Leaning in— Listening To small things, Big issues. Work consumes......

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...BITS AND PIECES Bits and pieces they say makes the whole A whole of what I can't help but ask Bits and pieces of pain - despondence Bits and pieces of lies - distrust Bits and pieces of self -......

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...Yahweh you stay forever the same You are the God, that play's no game Yet the world is forever, giving you blame Forgive me the Lord, I feel ashamed. All we do is complain, Forever speaking ab......

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...I ask God – “Why me?” When I lose some sweet dream What did I do to fail? Was I wrong in some way? Did I neglect or forsake? Did disappointment betray? I ask God – “ Why?” I ask God – “When ......

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...I simply don't understand, like why? Why couldn't she see through the pain and bull in me to the good in me? Why do good things have to fall apart when someone doesn't understand what you're going th......

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...Translation with commentary of an archetypal Wild West Classic : " Summer Wine " (I'd wage my bottom diamond dime future generations will re-discover and treasure this true American classic lik......

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