Poemas em inglês

I'm a lightweight, better be careful what you say. With every word I'm blown away, you're in control of my heart.

My love is not like this
It is please he/she has feather of me
You don't know what happened
Nor it imagines the as I suffered
But it already passed it passed we will leave for there
Of here for front interest that I will move
There is there is
Its heart doesn't want more to leave
And its affection I will reconquer.

I remember perfectly that day,
Mostly what I had to say.
I confessed a love that did not know existed.
I woke up something for someone who now is far away.

What is love ???
Love is when one person knows
All of your secret
Your deepest, darkest, most
dread ful secrers of
Which no one elso in the world
Knows
And yet in the end , that one
Person doesn't
Think any less of you
Even it the rest of the world does..

'I'm crazy, crazy, so to speak what is sure is that my addiction is your love>. <

.. love you very much, Ayrton santos !!

I love you,
Not only for what you are,
But for what I am
When I am with you.

I love you,
Not only for what
You have made of yourself,
But for what
You are making of me.
I love you
For the part of me
That you bring out;
I love you
For putting your hand
Into my heaped-up heart
And passing over
All the foolish, weak things
That you can’t help
Dimly seeing there,
And for drawing out
Into the light
All the beautiful belongings
That no one else had looked
Quite far enough to find.

I love you because you
Are helping me to make
Of the lumber of my life
Not a tavern
But a temple;
Out of the works
Of my every day
Not a reproach
But a song.

I love you
Because you have done
More than any creed
Could have done
To make me good
And more than any fate
Could have done
To make me happy.
You have done it
Without a touch,
Without a word,
Without a sign.
You have done it
By being yourself.
Perhaps that is what
Being a friend means,
After all.

IF love were what the rose is,
And I were like the leaf,
Our lives would grow together
In sad or singing weather,
Blown fields or flowerful closes
Green pleasure or grey grief ;
If love were what the rose is,
And I were like the leaf.

If I were what the words are,
And love were like the tune,
With double sound and single
Delight our lips would mingle,
With kisses glad as birds are
That get sweet rain at noon ;
If I were what the words are,
And love were like the tune.

If you were life, my darling,
And I your love were death,
We 'd shine and snow together
Ere March made sweet the weather
With daffodil and starling
And hours of fruitful breath ;
If you were life, my darling,
And I your love were death.

If you were thrall to sorrow,
And I were page to joy,
We 'd play for lives and seasons
With loving looks and treasons
And tears of night and morrow
And laughs of maid and boy ;
If you were thrall to sorrow,
And I were page to joy.

If you were April's lady,
And I were lord in May,
We 'd throw with leaves for hours
And draw for days with flowers,
Till day like night were shady
And night were bright like day ;
If you were April's lady,
And I were lord in May.

If you were queen of pleasure,
And I were king of pain,
We 'd hunt down love together,
Pluck out his flying-feather,
And teach his feet a measure,
And find his mouth a rein ;
If you were queen of pleasure,
And I were king of pain.

"Friends are those who said “I love you” without any fear of a misunderstood: Friends are those who love you “and that are it”! Friends forever, even know that the forever may not exist”

Anything other than yes is no, anything other than stay is go, anything less than i love you is lying.

If you love someone, you tell them. Even if you’re scared that it’s not the right thing. Even if you’re scared that it’ll cause problems. Even if you’re scared that it will burn your life to the ground, you say it, and you say it loud and you go from there.

"Don't find love, let love find you. That's why it's called falling in love, because you don't force yourself to fall, you just fall."

With love, you should go ahead and take the risk of getting hurt… because love is an amazing feeling.

I love segunda-feira! I love segunda-feira! Treinando minhas emoções. Dizem que uma mentira repetida varias vezes torna-se verdade. Estou fazendo o teste!

But I believe in true love, you know? I don’t believe that everybody gets to keep their eyes or not get sick or whatever, but everybody should have true love, and it should last at least as long as your life does.

Where is this love? I can't see it, I can't touch it. I can't feel it. I can hear it. I can hear some words, but I can't do anything with your easy words. (Alice/Jane)

Love is having the most respect in the world for that one girl. You think everything she does is just absolutely amazing, even the average stuff

"Since love and fear can hardly exist together,if we must choose between them, it is far safer to be feared than loved."

You don't realize how much I need you... Love you all the time, never leave you. Please come on back to me, I'm lonely as can be, I need you(...) Oh, yes, you told me you don't want my lovin' anymore. That's when it hurt me and feeling like this, I just can't go on anymore.

Oh, look what you've done, you've made a fool of everyone oh well, it seems likes such fun until you lose what you had won.

Tradução:
Oh, veja o que você fez você fez todos de bobos oh bem, parece que você se divertia com isso até você perder o que você ganhou.

Enfim, cabe-se o fim.

Então chega o que tanto pedi e desejei nos momentos de angústia e de mudança. Um pra lá, outro pra cá; onde prevalecesse a DISTÂNCIA. Ambos com novos amores, ambos felizes, ambos MAIS felizes.
Parece que insistir no erro que no fundo agrada já não faz sentido. Agora tudo parece estar indo para seu devido lugar, tudo se encaixando. Assumo que me causa um certo "gelo" por dentro, saber que chegou o tão esperado FIM.
Dizem que as lembranças quando não compartilhadas com mais alguém que vivera o momento, se dispersa com mais facilidade. Me dói "cair na real" que tudo que passamos e acreditamos, realmente não terá mais sentido; as canções, os filmes, as historias e os cheiros com o tempo não vão mais trazer recordações, e realmente, eu não queria esquecer!
Com o passar do tempo a gente aprende muito; tudo tem dois lados ou até três, que amores verdadeiros não são eternos, as vezes são! Que raiva passa e afeto não.
Machuca pensar que talvez eu suma de suas lembranças, ou talvez você desapareça de minhas recordações.
Você não foi quem mais me fez bem, mas era com quem eu mais me sentia bem sem olhar para o lado de fora, pois meu mundo era você. Hoje vejo que você não é a melhor pessoa do mundo e que nossas semelhanças SE ATACAM! Por mais que eu não estivesse satisfeita com o resto, eu tinha o seu amoor! Sinto falta de quando somente o amor já me bastava.
O que tivemos é indescritível e eu jamais consegui entender.. Se hoje escrevo sobre você
é porque por mais que seja preciso
estou com medo de que você esteja sumindo de dentro de mim.