La culture est l'opium de l'intellect
 
AccueilCalendrierFAQRechercherMembresGroupesS'enregistrerConnexion
Rechercher
 
 

Résultats par :
 
Rechercher Recherche avancée
Derniers sujets
Meilleurs posteurs
Lambègue (215)
 
Ouroboros (177)
 
Princesse Loudie (112)
 
Halbar (57)
 
Koiran (33)
 
Mirë (25)
 
Liyat (20)
 
Junichiro Tanizaki (8)
 
Yukee (8)
 
Nebkhéperourê (6)
 
Liens
Maître Eolas
Ed Wood's Web Worst Page

Bouletcorp
Le Blog d'Un Odieux Connard


Partagez | 
 

 Some poems for a rainy mind.

Voir le sujet précédent Voir le sujet suivant Aller en bas 
AuteurMessage
Lambègue
habitué
habitué
avatar

Messages : 215
Date d'inscription : 16/01/2011
Age : 24

MessageSujet: Some poems for a rainy mind.   Jeu 20 Jan - 0:31

Les quelques textes qui suivent sont en anglais.
Ils font partie intégrante d'un groupe plus vaste de poèmes que j'ai écrit dans cette langue, mais je ne met ici que ceux que je juge digne d'intérêt.
Il y a probablement des erreurs de syntaxe et de grammaire. Je m'en excuse.
La rime et les vers ne sont pas parfait, je m'en excuse également.
Ceci dit...Eh bien j'en suis assez content, peut être aussi de par leur imperfection.



Pas grand chose à dire sur celui la...
Un texte sur la mélancolie et l'isolement, comme c'est inhabituel chez moi ! Very Happy
Mais j'aime bien le propos, à défaut d'apprécier follement la forme. Sinon, dans le ton, ça fait un peu buggles peut être.

Citation :
MODERN ADDRESS

You stand alone in a big bunch of old stuff
Looking at it as if it worth really much
Tears in your eyes like a dream of new before
Something to keep, that will just cover your floor.
You said you wanted us to stop modernity
You thought you wouldn't bear the world as it will be
When we refused, you suddenly closed the door
Since you are there, not in our time any more.

A modern address...
Isn't it useless ?

We thought that a day you would have to go out
But for the moment you've not moved a single foot
With your music you leaves us to our problems
The world could die that for you it would be the same.
There is a look on your face that is like an old photo
A voice that comes like a man on the radio
And this smile that you will never let go
Is there any return for us possible now ?

A modern address...
Isn't it useless ?

You sit in your chair and you think of what was life
You remember the songs, their chorus and the staff
That was behind you saying that you will succeed
I often wonder if they really got deceived
You lost the ability to go forward
And as you walked the road really started to get hard
So you just stopped and turned your eyes behind you
While far away we already started something new.

A modern address...
Isn't it useless ?

Today I look at you while you're changing the music
A small silence, a little time for me to speak
But you don't look and you don't even listen
Searching a new sound that will take you to heaven.
You take this box full of little promise lands
Touch them slowly feel their contact with your hands
Then catch happily a beautiful round black disc
It fights all my words and sends them back in the mist.
And I stay there at the other side of world
Seeing you getting slowly really old
I think I hope that someday you will fall
Leaving me a good place to hide, a little hole...

Still go the music...
Still flow the lyrics...
It's such a useless modern address...
It's such a useless modern address...


Celui la, j'en aime bien la structure, ces vers commençant tous de manière identique, et je suis content d'avoir pris un cours de litté pour le faire, c'était probablement un des plus utiles de l'année.
A la réflexion, ça s'inspire probablement de "Can't See (Useless)" de Oingo Boingo, jusque dans les sonorités. Pas fait exprés.
Ceci dit... Ecoutez la chanson, elle est fameuse.

Citation :
REMEMBER (SUCH A MESS)

I was standing here for you to come
And I hoped so much not to be alone
And I waited a long time with despair growing
And I realized you were not arriving
And I remembered what you used to say
And I remembered that I used to pray
And I tried again to turn to the sky
And I closed my eyes but the sky went dry
And there no more was anything to catch
And I couldn't find what my mind used to hatch
And you didn't came even after this
And you were I don't know where a place I missed
And I continued standing here in the street
And I dreamed I heard the sound of your feet
And I wanted to cry but tears wouldn't come
And I remembered that my heart was stone
And I wanted so much to fly away
And I wanted to go but I had to stay
And I was not able to move even a finger
And I wasn't able to cry for years
And I waited for you even if I guessed
And I was sure of it oh it was useless
And I kept some hope deep in my soul
And it was so warm and it was so good
And it made me feel something like happy
And it gave a part of life to me
And I was standing for you to come
And around me two shadows one then none
And I stayed alone and I did not move
And I wondered if it ever was love
And I closed my eyes but nothing changed
And I opened them but nothing changed
And I went walking but I didn't fled away
And I continue going searching for my way
And I realize I'm going nowhere
And I realize I was deep in despair
And I'm just always in such a mess
And I can see that I know you less and less...


J'aime bien cette vision du rêve...Un des plus récents de ceux que je poste ici. Un appel à l'évasion, peut être. En cela, on pourrait peut être le comparer à Modern Adress. En peut être un peu moins utopique, tout reste un rêve ici.

Citation :
MISS

We dream a place we have not found
Imagine it, see it all around
We believe in a second time
So much looking to be just fine
Somebody new, to watch our face
To look at us, to calm our fate

Is this for fun, Is this for peace ?
Is this a world, is this a miss ?

We dream to move, we dream to go
To other crimes, to other laws
To be another, like a reflect
We want an entrance, and an effect
Somebody new, to see us in
To be like us, two great beings...

Is this for fun, Is this for peace ?
Is this a world, is this a miss ?

We dream to run to everywhere
To what we created from air
To see it live, to be happy
To feel for a time just easy
We want a sun for everyday
And all our fears to go away
Somebody new, a good presence
To awake us, have a new chance...

Is this for fun, Is this for peace ?
Is this a world, is this a miss ?

We dream to escape and to reach
A lazy place, a desert beach
Full with dark sand so cold
A volcano that we could hold
Water touching us with delight
High a red sun within the night
Some clouds moving so slowly
Pushed by a wind singing a symphony
Us going with peace in it
In peace with light, in peace with heat

Is this for fun, Is this for peace ?
Is this a world, is this a miss ?

We dream a moonshine protecting us
Watching everything, avoiding fuss
Stars keeping all silent even inside
No more any reason to hide
A Heaven choir to sing softly
A Promised Land for Eternity
Our bodies no more painful
And all around no more harmful
We dream again, every time
And it becomes just like a shine...
We dream a place we have not found
Imagine it, see it all around
We believe in a second time
So much looking to be just fine
Somebody new, to watch our face
To look at us, to calm our fate

It's not for fun, it's not for peace.
It is a world, it is a miss.
It is a world, it is a miss.
It is a miss.


Le plus récent de ceux proposés ici. Je ne l'ai pas mis en dernier, car je veux conclure ma sélection sur le suivant, qui reste mon favori.
Pour celui la, je dirais qu'il est le plus dépressif et négatif, mais une fois de temps en temps ça fait pas de mal. Il faudrait juste que je redéfinisse le concept de "De temps en temps", c'est tout. Quelques jours après l'avoir écrit, j'allais lire la scène de traversée d'un tunnel par Larry Underwood dans "Le Fléau" de Stephen King. Ça m'a un peu rappelé parfois ce texte, sauf que chez King l'espoir est la, il lui restait 1000 pages à écrire.
Oh et puis : le titre du poème est celui de l'avant dernier album de Oingo Boingo, la phrase m'avait toujours plu. Aucune chanson ne correspond à ce titre.

Citation :
DARK AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL

There was this light very far
You looked at it then stepped behind
You just wanted to go back in your car
So what got wrong in your stupid mind...

You just sit here like any of them
All those bodies around you smiling
You want to cry, but it would be the same
No one to know that you are yelling.

And there is only dark at the end of the tunnel
And there is only dark at the end of the tunnel

You continue walking every single day
Have you any idea, dude, of what a day is ?
What's the fuck if it is December or May
Hasn't time died when the last hope freezed ?

You can't see anything now, and your blindness
Is frightening you like nothing even before
You guess that every day people miss you less and less
You will never get to any secure shore


And there is only dark at the end of the tunnel
And there is only dark at the end of the tunnel

(And you can only dream)
Of some hidden beauty
(And you can only dream)
Of some identity
(And you can only dream)
Of a sun in the sky
(And you can only dream)
Of a good freedom drive
(And you can only dream)
But it's useless

So now what, you talk to corpses
And you imagine that they answer
You begin ton understand what madness is
And your only wish is self murder

But you won't.
And you continue
Oh you won't
Nothing new...

(Cause you only dream)
Of some hidden beauty
(Cause you only dream)
Of some identity
(Cause you only dream)
Of a sun in the sky
(Cause you only dream)
Of a good freedom drive
(Cause you only dream)
Reality as a dream.

There was this light very far
You looked at it then stepped behind
You just wanted to go back in your car
So what got wrong in your stupid mind...

And there is only dark at the end of the tunnel
And there is only dark at the end of the tunnel
And there is only dark at the end of the tunnel
And there is only dark at the end of the tunnel
And there is only dark at the end of the tunnel
And there is only dark at the end of the tunnel


De tous mes textes en anglais, c'est mon favori. Une grande image, je ne pense pas avoir à préciser plus, chacun la prendra comme il le désirera, pour moi la situation est assez claire, mais je comprend que ça puisse paraître obscur.
L'influence Oingo Boingo est très claire dans ce texte, album Boingo principalement, mais pas de référence à une chanson précise sur ce coup la. Et il reste le plus personnel de cette sélection, avec le précédent.

Citation :
UNDERWATER

A gigantic ocean with waves of water all around
Going in anarchy, without a single sound,
But protective, sweetly keeping treasures,
The only single place where I feel secure.
It' so dark under there, so quiet underwater
No need to justify myself, I can wonder
Going to an unknown, an infinite unknown
Exploring it without limit 'cause all alone.
There is no more time, no more melancholy
It's just an oblivion, sweet to heavy,
Heavy to sweet, but so pleasant
I would go there a year as a moment
a life as a moment
just a moment...

And I don't really care
If the ghosts look at me
And I don't really care
If Over they blame me
And I don't really care
If there is no more sky
And I don't really care
If nothing any more goes by
And I don't really care
If I can't anymore see
And I don't really care
If it's not reality

Sometimes I dream I'm going up
Sometimes I dream there are harsh sounds
Sometimes I dream of people all around
Sometimes I dream I can't leave up
Sometimes I dream...
...But I don't really care.

Just let me be when I am pleased
Just don't come with your air and say
You want to free me, o how frozen I feel
I'll go helpless, I will find my way
Feeling lost without a sign of life
Without a place to know, where to take relief
Must go, must lay, it's not so important
Whether it's real, past, false, present.
Laying here
I don't know where
What use to know ?

I say I dream that there is nothing to see
I dream that there is no one here but me
I dream that I could stay here out of time
I dream and oh surely the dream is mine

It's just like if I could go down without any stop
Without knocking on whatever it is, a sand, a rock
A long falling to what I don't know and I think
I'll never have the slightest idea of it, does it mean
Futility I don't even know, maybe I don't think any more
Maybe my mind goes as go further this floor
That I don't reach, that I won't reach, but do I want to,
I can only be sure that I have nothing to do,
Like an inconsistent happy to be like this
And going to consist less and less, less and less.

Just like a storm in my mind
Just something making me go blind
Just a secret laying here
Just something going beautifully weird.

And I don't really care
If it's not reality
And I don't really care
If I can't anymore see
And I don't really care
If nothing any more goes by
And I don't really care
If there is no more sky
And I don't really care
If Over they blame me
And I don't really care
If the ghosts look at me

I continue to lay here in the dark
Kind of sweet, of cold, of sharp
Nothing to move, disturb the thing
Whether it's life, whether it's dream
I've escaped the Upper world's madness
It touched me slowly less and less
Until it wasn't here any more
So stuck sadly to his shore.

(Well I must admit I left a madness to fall in another but don't pretend
That there is a degradation in what I did, on is like the other, no one comprehend
The other's mind, just enough to go insane, So I guess it's not the right moment
To wonder about this, only my madness left, and don't want to break the silent.)

I can keep going without any one to stop it
Nobody to know when I go to a place, or quit
The waves seem to cover everything and clean
They seem to go in my head, my bones, under my skin
Within my skull, but still of it I'm not caring.

Just something going beautifully weird.
Just a secret laying here
Just something making me go blind
Just like a storm in my mind

Maybe...Sometimes I should try to know
Why I feel so ghostly here, why I say
Maybe...Sometimes I should try to know
Why there is nobody there, why I say
Maybe...Sometimes I should try to know
Why it is so upsetting, why I say
Maybe...Sometimes I should try to know
If I'm really right with this, why I say
Maybe...

A dream of ocean
An ocean of waves
Waves of emptiness
Emptiness where I lay
A dream going round and round,
That I...

Something seems to come to me
Something is trying to see
Going underwater and perturbing
Brutal, luminous as lightning
And I'm going up and up
Like a knife is in my guts
I feel lighthouses everywhere
Why are they here, how can they dare
Shadows search me all around
Their look is for me like a wound
Is it dream, or is this reality
Why are they trying to catch me
All those boats crash on the rocks
And the keepers don't care, they mock
Me, my face at their light
Why no more dark, why no more night
Ghosts underwater are now further
As if evading the keepers
I only want it to stop
I only want a stop...
I...

I dream
All this could be false
I dream
That these lights weren't like curses
I dream
Of going again underwater

A dream of ocean
An ocean of waves
Waves of emptiness
Emptiness where I lay
A dream going round and round,
That I...

Wanting it to continue
Without anything new
Wanting it to be my peace
An irreality to be at ease.

Maybe...Sometimes I should try to know
Why I feel so ghostly here, why I say
Maybe...Sometimes I should try to know
Why there is nobody there, why I say
Maybe...Sometimes I should try to know
Why it is so upsetting, why I say
Maybe...Sometimes I should try to know
If I'm really right with this, why I say
Maybe...

But I don't really care
If the ghosts look at me
And I don't really care
If Over they blame me
And I don't really care
If there is no more sky
And I don't really care
If nothing any more goes by
And I don't really care
If I can't anymore see
And I don't really care
If it's not reality...

Everything is dark under there, nothing to hurt
My eyes, my skull, my skin, my guts
The ghosts come again, I can see them well
Not really forms, not really faces, they dwell
The mirrors of myself, reflects of a nothing
Like air invisible and sensible spreading
Melt with water, with the beautiful waves
Of a world where peace can be, with nothing more to save.

I say I dream that there is nothing to see
I dream that there is no one here but me
I dream that I could stay here out of time
I dram and oh surely the dream is mine

And peace comes to me,
I see it there, I don't see,
I know it's here, I don't know
Does it show, won't it show,
And peace comes to me,
In darkness.

A gigantic ocean with waves of water all around
Going in anarchy, without a single sound,
But protective, sweetly keeping treasures,
The only single place where I feel secure.

_________________
Revenir en haut Aller en bas
Voir le profil de l'utilisateur http://lemuseedessavoirs.forumgratuit.org
 
Some poems for a rainy mind.
Voir le sujet précédent Voir le sujet suivant Revenir en haut 
Page 1 sur 1
 Sujets similaires
-
» [Vente] Tarmo, Baneslayer & Jace mind sculptor x2 + fetch lands
» Empire State Of Mind
» HTLiveSight et Hattrick Mind
» [Résolu] Mind control
» Jedi Mind Trick?

Permission de ce forum:Vous ne pouvez pas répondre aux sujets dans ce forum
Le Musée des savoirs :: Domaines :: Littérature :: Vos écrits-
Sauter vers: