Poème:My Love
Le Poème
When I see you slip off toward an unknown world,
Then I pray avidly to see you into mine !
But the chilly tastes of my real underworld
Drive my life poor and bad and I don’t cease to whine.
My love for you saved me, I see it spins around
Toward a beautiful place in the hereafter,
Where all is safe and good, where there is no heart-wound,
Where all breathes a full joy with passion and laughter.
I might well be your prince inside of this battle,
Even so you stay all I wished, and I cry out
In order to have in my impoverished hangout
A semblance of fondness among this stern struggle.
Be my wife ! No matter you notice on your way,
Abide in peace because, each day for you I pray !
Then I pray avidly to see you into mine !
But the chilly tastes of my real underworld
Drive my life poor and bad and I don’t cease to whine.
My love for you saved me, I see it spins around
Toward a beautiful place in the hereafter,
Where all is safe and good, where there is no heart-wound,
Where all breathes a full joy with passion and laughter.
I might well be your prince inside of this battle,
Even so you stay all I wished, and I cry out
In order to have in my impoverished hangout
A semblance of fondness among this stern struggle.
Be my wife ! No matter you notice on your way,
Abide in peace because, each day for you I pray !
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Un sonnet écrit en anglais et en alexandrins
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Syllabes Hyphénique: My Love
when=i=see=you=s=lip=off=to=ward=an=unk=nown=world 13then=i=pray=a=vid=ly=to=see=you=in=to=mine 12
but=the=chil=ly=tas=tes=of=my=real=un=der=world 12
drive=my=life=poor=and=bad=and=i=dont=cease=to=w=hine 13
my=love=for=you=sa=ved=me=i=see=it=s=pins=a=round 14
to=ward=a=beau=ti=ful=place=in=the=he=reaf=ter 12
whe=reall=is=safeand=good=w=he=re=the=re=is=no=heart=wound 14
whe=reall=breathes=a=full=joy=wi=th=pas=sion=and=laugh=ter 13
i=might=well=be=your=princein=si=de=of=this=bat=tle 12
even=so=you=stay=all=i=wi=shed=and=i=cry=out 12
in=or=der=to=havein=my=im=pove=ri=shed=han=gout 12
a=sem=blan=ce=of=fond=ness=a=mong=this=stern=struggle 12
be=my=wife=no=mat=ter=you=no=ti=ceon=your=way 12
abidein=peace=be=cau=se=ea=ch=day=for=you=i=pray 12
Phonétique : My Love
wɛ̃ i si iu slip ɔf tɔwaʁ ɑ̃ œ̃knɔwn wɔʁld,tɛ̃ i pʁε avidli to si iu ɛ̃to minə !
byt tə ʃiji tastəz- ɔf mi ʁəal œ̃dεʁwɔʁld
dʁivə mi lifə puʁ ɑ̃d bad ɑ̃d i dɔnte səazə to winə.
mi lɔvə fɔʁ iu savεd mə, i si it spɛ̃z- aʁund
tɔwaʁ a botifyl plasə ɛ̃ tə əʁəafte,
wəʁə al is safə ɑ̃d ɡud, wəʁə təʁə is no əaʁ wund,
wəʁə al bʁəatəz- a fyl ʒwa wit pasjɔ̃ ɑ̃d loɡte.
i miɡt wεll bə iuʁ pʁɛ̃sə ɛ̃sidə ɔf ti batlə,
əvɛ̃ so iu stε al i wiʃεd, ɑ̃d i kʁi u
ɛ̃ ɔʁde to-avə ɛ̃ mi ɛ̃pɔvəʁiʃεd-ɑ̃ɡu
a sɑ̃blɑ̃sə ɔf fɔ̃dnεsz- amɔ̃ɡ ti stεʁn stʁyɡlə.
bə mi wifə ! no mate iu nɔtisə ɔ̃n- iuʁ wε,
abidə ɛ̃ pəasə bəkozə, əak dε fɔʁ iu i pʁε !
Syllabes Phonétique : My Love
wɛ̃=i=si=i=u=slip=ɔf=tɔ=waʁ=ɑ̃=œ̃k=nɔwn=wɔʁld 13tɛ̃=i=pʁε=a=vi=dli=to=si=i=u=ɛ̃=to=mi=nə 14
byt=tə=ʃi=ji=tas=tə=zɔf=mi=ʁə=al=œ̃=dε=ʁwɔʁld 13
dʁivə=milifə=puʁ=ɑ̃d=bad=ɑ̃d=i=dɔ=nə=te=səa=zə=to=winə 14
mi=lɔvə=fɔʁ=i=u=sa=vεd=mə=i=si=it=spɛ̃=za=ʁund 14
tɔ=waʁ=a=bo=ti=fyl=pla=sə=ɛ̃=tə=ə=ʁə=af=te 14
wə=ʁəal=issafə=ɑ̃d=ɡud=wə=ʁə=tə=ʁə=is=no=ə=aʁ=wund 14
wə=ʁə=al=bʁə=atə=za=fyl=ʒwa=wit=pa=sjɔ̃=ɑ̃d=loɡ=te 14
i=miɡt=wεll=bə=i=uʁ=pʁɛ̃=sə=ɛ̃=si=də=ɔf=ti=batlə 14
ə=vɛ̃=so=i=u=stε=al=i=wi=ʃεd=ɑ̃d=i=kʁi=u 14
ɛ̃=ɔʁ=de=to-avə=ɛ̃=mi=ɛ̃=pɔ=və=ʁi=ʃεd-ɑ̃=ɡu 14
a=sɑ̃=blɑ̃=sə=ɔf=fɔ̃d=nεs=za=mɔ̃ɡ=ti=stεʁn=stʁy=ɡlə 13
bə=mi=wifə=no=ma=te=i=u=nɔ=ti=səɔ̃=ni=uʁ=wε 14
a=bidəɛ̃pəa=sə=bə=ko=zə=ə=ak=dε=fɔʁ=i=u=i=pʁε 14
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Commentaires Sur La Poesie
24/12/2020 00:18Anya
Magnifique!
01/01/2021 16:12Saoirse
I really appreciated your moving love poem. Well crafted words for deep feelings. It is odd how this image of the man as a knight in a shining armor saving the damsel in distress is still prevalent in our days. But I am a sucker for fairy tales and princess stories
Fare thee well my princely friend and sigh no more, requited love is the fair reward of the pure souls