Tristesse Poems - Poems about Tristesse

...I write the sadness of the Brazilian forests, About modern centuries and glass cities, Tattooed Indians who are murdered too, For a handle of gold or green diamond, I write the greatness of Br......

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...Charles Bukowski I read a fine essay written by a friend of mine, Bukowski I thought he was a great poet and writer, whether the high table of the educated literate think, or not because from wh......

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...Femme, femme que j’aimais tant Oh ! Il y a plusieurs printemps Qu’il faisait beau temps Et le vent sifflait lestement bas et lent Oh ! Femme, tu fus jeune, pétillante et forte Mignonne, maintena......

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...Post-coital Tristesse: Are you feeling violated, like you’ve repeatedly been the victim of some heinous, perverted molestation too gruesome to detail? Does the term gang rape fill you with a new-......

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...mes larmes coulent pour le mystère de la mort la tristesse qui te hantait au creux du coeur avec ce goût toujours amer de la vie sur les lèvres mais enfin te voici affranchie l’amant tant atten......

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...Translation of " Bury Me in a Free Land " by Frances E. W. Harper (Homage to Frances Ellen Watkins HARPER, the First Black Lady of America, 1825 - 1911, Orphan, Poet, Novelist, Civil Rights Activ......

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...Tristesse fell in love with a Duke The Duke thought their love was a fluke But tonight at ten All over again They both fall in love with a spook!......

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...He rides his horse of thunder, A pride like there's no other, He is my rain to my blazing fire, My weakness, my heart's desire. I tried to run but I can't; wanting to flee from his embrace, ye......

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...Ne t’inquiète pas, un jour tu les retrouveras Ceux qui nous ont quitté et qui ne sont plus la Dis-toi que tu as gagné un ange gardien Qui te protège dans cet environnement incertain Ne verse plu......

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...e temps passe rapidement Et vient le temps des decisions Faut-il quitter ou le Liban Ou rester a la maison ? Faut-il travailler ou continuer mes etudes a l'universite? je ne sais pas quoi deci......

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...Je dois pleurer Plus tard, je devrai aussi mourir Je dois faire marcher mon stylo Plus tard, je planterai une fleur Quand il pleut, je suis toujours triste Quand le soleil arrivent, ......

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...cup me in some sweet condolences leave me dusted in saccharin after honey licks there on your lips autumn burst fruits and bruises my blush of knowing too much my rush of tasting enou......

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...Passing misgivings There are moments in once elderliness when the flowers of the mind, the silver of remembrance is but a cracked black & white film. Old age and wishes blend into a golden pa......

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...I am misunderstood. I am an artist. I work with my heart through my hands; a concept not accepted in this unforgiving society. This cruel world was not meant for a pe......

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...Love Sonnet This afternoon at the local grocer I had bought a bottle of beer and a tin of tuna fish and I meet the daughter of the woman I had been in love with, I had never seen her before and ......

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