Стихи на английском. POETRY
 

Как я поняла здесь нету такои темы куда можно было бы стихи in english писать. Вот здесь и пишите кому не лень. :)
А так же коментируите. :)

The Life Savior

If you want to save someone’s life,
You better save your life first.
Look at your life and see the past years.
Try to find, what you did wrong before
And think about how you could fix it now.

You have to find that person from your past,
Who’s got hurt by you.
Tell to him or her how sorry you are.
Tell, that now you know, what you did was wrong.

Maybe you’ll be forgiven or maybe not.
But it doesn’t matter,
‘Cause you’ll be glad, that you at list tried to make it right.
You’ll see, that you are a better person, than you thought
And your life is not that bad.
Maybe then many lives could be saved,
If you’ve fixed just one little mistake.

Evgenia 16.02.03

Tell me why this world is killing
Every best and thinking man?
They try jump over the ceiling,
From scene of life are taken then...

Your friend is dead, so bury him,
His soul is flying in the dim.
But question is - why him? The best?
Maybe it was survival`s test?

And he, who was so kind and keen,
Who`s laying silent now, dead,
Ain`t good enough? So, - "Out from scene" -
Said life to him, your childhood`s friend.

I know you miss him, miss him much -
His face, his words `n acts... O, such
A man was he, your dear friend!
`N now he`s silent, he is dead...

Вопрос без какого-либо злого подтекста.
Много ли известных поэтов, пишущих на неродном языке?

Немного...
Но не все ж пишут для известности?
:)

Дерзайте! :)

Это, скорее, не "дерзайте, а "высказывайтесь" :)

а вот етот стишок я получила через интернет от одного шведа, который сам его написал:

take your time to tell me
make me sing and cry
pick the flowers round me
its yours for all the time

take your time for silent
make me understand
always in the memory
you will be the one

take your time to listen
fill ours hearts with joy
i will make you happy
with the silent songs

take your time to love me
make me soft and light
tell the moon above me
tihis will make us one

EASY JST TURN ON MTV и запысывай!

Май темпл of тендернесс
май файнал икзит
Хау кэн ай лив
визаyт ит

Гимми а чанс
релив зэ пэйн
таке расти найл
фром май твистед брайн

Кант рили станд
Снуффлинг воис
Реверберайтинг инсайд
алл овер тайм

Гимме а фикс
ор дисапир, литл битч
флай ас а берд
ор метеорит :)


См вниз - ну это же плагиат

о бэйби бэйби
хау воз ай супоуз ту ноу
взэт самсинг вознот райт хиа
о бэйби бэйби
ай шудн хэв лет ю гоу
энд нау юр аут ов сайт, е!

шоу ми хау ю вон ит ту би
тел ми бэйба коз ай нид ту ноу нау
о бикоз

май лонлинес из килинг ми
(энд ай)
ай маст конфес ай стил билив
(стил билив)
вен ай нат виз ю ай луз май майнд
гив ми э сайн
хит ми бэйба ван мо тайм!

m&m
Очень смешно :)
А сам не умееш придумать?

Я пишу болше на английском. Но есть и на финском что то. На русском всево один стих. Хотя в детстве в лет так 11 я писала детские, глупые сихи ещё в России на русском.

:)
понимаешь... в школе немецкий, в институте французкий :0 я это.... ну в общем.. на русском куда проще ;) а поучавствовать хочется :)

Hey guys,

I am out of poetry I mean I am not so good to write it but very good to read it
Sorry if these (below) are damn!

Esmiralda


*********************************** *********************************** ***
Sex is a sensation.
It's about a man's temptation,
putting his location in a woman's destination.
Do you understand the explanation or
do you need a demonstration?

*********************************

How women think about sex:
At 8 ignore it,
Age 18 experience it,
Age 28 look 4 it,
Age 38 ask 4 it,
Age 48 beg 4 it,
Age 58 pay 4 it,
Age 68 pray it,
Age 78 4get it

А кто-нибудь видел любительские стихи иностранцев на русском языке? :)
Было бы очень любопытно взглянуть.

Toni в Форумской Саге кое-что сочинил;)

I’m a candle in your hand,
Drops of wax upon your skin…
Pain and passion. Silent sand.
A desire for a sin.

да мож тут буду писать... проще!! :)
хотя англиский не такой красивый язык (для меня) как русский!

и для нас, русских, не так экзотично, как стихи иностранцев на нашем родном языке:)

а можно тут песеньку?

We sail through endless skies
stars shine like eyes
the black night sighs
The moon in silver trees
falls down in tears
light of the night
(Black Sabbat - Planet Caravan)

TO BE NICE IS HART
TO BE IVEL IS IZI
BUT TODAY IN THIS WORLD
IS NICE TO BE ENGEL

All for nothing

In the night when I sleep,
I see beautiful dreams.
There is no war,
Only peace and love.
In my dreams I forget for a moment, for a night
What is happening in our world.
But when I wake up
It all starts again.
I see those breaking news on TV,
About dying people and crying children.
They got stuck in the hot spots,
In their own country – Iraq.
They’re screaming for help, but nobody care.
I don’t understand,
How we came to this.
People are fighting for money,
Not for their country believes.
People are killing each others for nothing
And after they call them selves heroes.
When the violence will end?
I guess never
‘Cause all people in this hell
Are natural born killers.
We are cruel to each other.
The anger, we all have it.
Just some of us
Have more love than cruelty
Inside our hearts.
When I say some, I mean not to many.
Those people are just like me.
We are against this war.
We are trying to live in peace,
But it’s hard to live like that
‘Cause there is more violent people than us.
Nobody cares about our opinion,
No matter how hard we try to fight against this war.
We are fighting without weapons.
We have no atomic bombs.
All we have is our words,
That we are screaming on the peace meetings.
All we have is our love and care for them,
Who’s suffering,
And our tears for them, who’s dying.
But it feels like all our tears, that we cry
And all our cheers of peace, that we scream,
Are for nothing.
‘Cause I don’t see any changes happening.

(Dedicate to all people of Iraq, to solders who’s god killed in action and to all people who are against Iraq war)


Evgenia 23.03.03.

Ps. картинка прилагается к этому стиху.

You don’t know what you’re doing

Don’t wake up a sleeping dog
Don’t touch the old bomb.
The dog will bite you
And the bomb will blow.
You will get what you deserve,
If you won’t listen what I said.
Try to understand,
That everything we do
Will lead this world to the end.

Evgenia 30.03.03