贴几首翁帆写的英文诗，很有意境，韵律也好 Cold here, icy cold there. You belong to neither, leaves have withered. Your face is pale and blue, a tearful smile. Something in your eyes, whispers words of last good-bye. My heart sinks down, tears surge out. Hot summer. Cheerful Cocktail. You took my hand. We fled into another world of band. You sat by my side, long hair tied behind, cool and killing. Smile floating on the lemonade, soft and smooth. How I was amazed. Your face looked like the cover of the magazine. My head spin. You led my hand, danced along the crazy theme. Light vied with wine, elegance mixed with fragrance, laughing covered by greetings, the crowed was busy at handshaking. You stood there, eyes on me. I trembled at the sparkles, brighter than the light. A masterpiece from God, I felt dizzy. We were not near, yet we were together. Days ended. You said, you would wait for me at the Alps side. We would ski against snowflakes dancing in the sky. I gave no answer but a good-bye to accompany your flight. Gone was the plane, I suddenly tasted my pain. I knew I had been silly and stupid, you were in my heart, I shouldn’t have hidden in the dark. I tried to forget your disappointment. I made believe sometime someday, I would tell you, I feel all the same. My thought struggled at confessing, somehow hesitation ended in flinching. I continued my role of a fool, clinched to my maiden pride, yet secretly indulged in your promise of the white land -- snow measuring down to us, in your arms I am lifted up. The chiming of Christmas bell! The bell died in the patter of rain, from hell came the laughing of Satan at my brain. Tearful smile, swallowed by the darkness. How could I trace your hair to wipe your tears? My hands reached out, catching nothing but a raindrop, on a leaf that had withered. Snowflakes have melted into water, we are no more together.
posted by 翁帆 @ 2004-08-13 21:28
2004-8-13 星期五(Friday) 晴
Wind Flower Life was lonely. I used to stand in my balcony, watching the stars shinning far away. I was a seed, full of life, buried in the earth, waiting for the rain of spring. There came a cool winter night. By the glass wall above the misty sea, we were touching edges of the dream. Red wine painted a fragrant smile. Isn’t it a magic beginning of spring? Life began again the moment you took my hand. Under the neon light, your kissed set me free. Out from the earth rose a sweet sweet rose. I felt again the warmth of spring. Each day I see you pass by me. Your broad shoulders are all my dream. You are always here, shinning. My darling monster. If your thoughts are with me, I could see the color of spring. How could I ever neglect you before? You are the star I have been searching for. Who says sacrifice is moth to the flame? Could you understand I am dying for the spirit of spring? Your breath caressed my ears; your sweat tiptoed my hands. Through the windowpane, blue sky in my eyes. The night was so pretty and so young. If I could ever stay here forever, I would ignore the hope of spring. Wind flower. It has captured every young dreamer. I know I should keep away, but your charm carried me away. I hold you so closely and lost in the beauty of spring.
# posted by 翁帆 @ 2004-08-13 22:42 2004-8-13 星期五(Friday) 晴
I Have to Go I have to go, my darling. Spring arrives. Life in nature blooms but breath of love dies. I take a deep inhale, depressed at the freshness. I have to go. Darling, too many walls have been built between us. Your heart is up where I cannot find. I look into your eyes and see nothing inside. Your smile is no longer here to shine. When clouds abruptly darken the sky, when turns suddenly occupy the road, I have to go. Darling, my shelter shatters. Sunshine glitters on the sea. Light stings my eyes. Uttering a cry, the sea gull flaps its wings. My island sways in the wind. The waves run onto the rocks – crash, boom, bang. When hope turns into foam, I have to go. Darling, night no longer lights fire. Access to your voice has expired. I glare at my phone, catching no trace of your name. As stars twinkle, magic slides from my hands. It falls to the ground like china -- crash, boom, bang. When the pieces could no longer make a whole, I have to go. Darling, the city stands in the dark, dazzlingly splendid. I find no glory but a riot of chaos. Sobriety twists in reality; solidity switches to fragility. I live like a butterfly, struggling out of the cocoon. When sorrow bursts out from the hollow, I have to go. I have to go, my darling. I once looked over your shoulders and saw a beautiful world. But now, when life is without you, when promise is no longer promise, I have to go.
# posted by 翁帆 @ 2004-08-13 23:01 2004-9-1 星期三(Wednesday) 晴
昨晚突然又想写诗了。写完了，往床上一躺，睡了一个好觉。本来想今天修一修改诗，可是下午我突然病了。天旋地转，吓得我以为自已得了森林脑炎，看来莫尔道嘎还在我心里作怪。
因为生病，不想修改诗了。思呈说，诗是在一瞬间完成的。有道理，而且这首诗写的是一个心境，能够再现当时就足够了。
To BG
Fair night, faint light,
Smooth breath by my side.
Rapt gaze upon you,
No fatigue, but felicity
Sweet night, soft light,
No regret, but delight.
I can evade all,
But the hearts entwined.
Pure fondness, true love
Had as a gift, or is earned?
Deep into the night,
Labyrinth turns into heaven,
And fantasy into reality.
Eternity of loyalty.
I touch your forelock,
Gentle breath over my hand,
Silence more intense.
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楼主: breakaleg
发表于 2004-12-17 18:20
