This is what you want...
http://www.links2love.com/poem_generator.htm
Some of the purists wont thank me for opening this can of worms.
ps. Why did you pick this page number to start this? Subliminal?
This is what you want...
http://www.links2love.com/poem_generator.htm
Some of the purists wont thank me for opening this can of worms.
ps. Why did you pick this page number to start this? Subliminal?
Last edited by Harry H Howgill; 10-11-2009 at 10:59 PM.
I have scarcely left you
when you go in me, crystalline,
or trembling,
or uneasy, wounded by me
or overwhelmed with love, as when your eyes
close upon the gift of life
that without cease I give you.
My love,
we have found each other
thirsty and we have
drunk up all the water and the blood,
we found each other
hungry
and we bit each other
as fire bites,
leaving wounds in us.
But wait for me,
keep for me your sweetness.
I will give you too
a rose.
Pablo Neruda
I can't believe I found this on a wedding poetry site! Can't see Auntie Joyce approving!
Come slowly, Eden
Lips unused to thee.
Bashful, sip thy jasmines,
As the fainting bee,
Reaching late his flower,
Round her chamber hums,
Counts his nectars -alights,
And is lost in balms!
Emily Dickinson
Si Tu Me Olvidas
Quiero que sepas
una cosa.
T sabes cmo es esto:
si miro
la luna de cristal, la rama roja
del lento otoo en mi ventana,
si toco
junto al fuego
la impalpable ceniza
o el arrugado cuerpo de la lea,
todo me lleva a ti,
como si todo lo que existe:
aromas, luz, metales,
fueran pequeos barcos que navegan
hacia las islas tuyas que me aguardan.
Ahora bien,
si poco a poco dejas de quererme
dejar de quererte poco a poco.
Si de pronto
me olvidas
no me busques,
que ya te habr olvidado.
Si consideras largo y loco
el viento de banderas
que pasa por mi vida
y te decides
a dejarme a la orilla
del corazn en que tengo races,
piensa
que en esa da,
a esa hora
levantar los brazos
y saldrn mis races
a buscar otra tierra.
Pero
si cada da,
cada hora,
sientes que a m ests destinada
con dulzura implacable,
si cada da sube
una flor a tus labios a buscarme,
ay amor mo, ay ma,
en m todo ese fuego se repite,
en m nada se apaga ni se olvida,
mi amor se nutre de tu amor, amada,
y mientras vivas estar en tus brazos
sin salir de los mos.
Pablo Neruda
How romantic is THAT ?!
No, seriously; how romantic IS that? I can't speak Spanish.
For example:
Met a young lad called Al,
We had a trot up the Old Man to Wrynose and back
He moved away, i trailed behind, but what a day![]()