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Titre du blog :
Création
Auteur :
Gladys1
Date de création :
01-09-2023
posté le 10-05-2024 à 21:04:21
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francoise4
le 11-05-2024 à 13:54:59
bonne journée bisous
gladys-lemire
le 11-05-2024 à 11:42:32
Vaux mieux etre seule que mal accompagner
alors je viens ici.
KISS ALL
Lionel 71300
le 11-05-2024 à 08:31:25
Très bon week-end ensoleillé à toi gros bisous mon amie Gladys
gladys-lemire
le 10-05-2024 à 21:09:59
Little poeme
Young woman with black eyes, dizzy, inconstant,
Between a thousand indecisive and floating thoughts,
Who wants and does not want, and soon no longer knows
Where to take or fix, your unresolved wishes,
Who does not love evil and yet cannot do
A single step towards the good that your soul prefers,
Carefree, and goes delivering every morning,
Your projects to chance and your life to destiny,
Do you know why I love you, and what a hidden hand
Hold my soul to the chariot where you tied it,
Why do I complain so much in your arms, and feel
Something more than the intoxication of the senses?
It is because there are, you see clearly, certain destinies
By secret links chained to each other:
It can happen, sometimes, that two minds
Have recognized and understood each other at the first time;
A sad clarity, long regrets followed,
Of his illusions has stripped my life;
She withered my joy, and left nothing left
In the depths of my deeply wounded heart;
And you, your soul too, sad and disenchanted
Of these vain vestiges which had flattered her too much,
Recognized their emptiness and will soon end
These dreams dissipated never to return.
gladys-lemire
le 10-05-2024 à 21:05:48
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bonne journée bisous
Vaux mieux etre seule que mal accompagner
alors je viens ici.
KISS ALL
Très bon week-end ensoleillé à toi gros bisous mon amie Gladys
Little poeme
Young woman with black eyes, dizzy, inconstant,
Between a thousand indecisive and floating thoughts,
Who wants and does not want, and soon no longer knows
Where to take or fix, your unresolved wishes,
Who does not love evil and yet cannot do
A single step towards the good that your soul prefers,
Carefree, and goes delivering every morning,
Your projects to chance and your life to destiny,
Do you know why I love you, and what a hidden hand
Hold my soul to the chariot where you tied it,
Why do I complain so much in your arms, and feel
Something more than the intoxication of the senses?
It is because there are, you see clearly, certain destinies
By secret links chained to each other:
It can happen, sometimes, that two minds
Have recognized and understood each other at the first time;
A sad clarity, long regrets followed,
Of his illusions has stripped my life;
She withered my joy, and left nothing left
In the depths of my deeply wounded heart;
And you, your soul too, sad and disenchanted
Of these vain vestiges which had flattered her too much,
Recognized their emptiness and will soon end
These dreams dissipated never to return.