Poems and Poetry in different Languages

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This forum idea is actually hers:

@EMITHEEstoneheart

Here you van share ur poems in different languages (And it would be great if there is also a translation to the meaning of it)

I am really exited to read all those poems!

This is a very good idea of BOTH @EMITHEEstoneheart and @Esma-Nur!! 😊🙏🙏 I cant write a lot now but i really want to subscribe to this forum AND if i can post things too if that is ok. 🙂 For now i wanted to post this bc today is National Haiku Poetry Day!!!

https://penpal-gate.net/emitheestoneheart

This forum idea is actually hers:

@EMITHEEstoneheart

Here you van share ur poems in different languages (And it would be great if there is also a translation to the meaning of it)

I am really exited to read all those poems!

Happy you made a forum for your love of poems let's hope any share ✨

I will try to make a haiku for @Esma-Nur and also for @EMITHEEstoneheart this Easter Holiday but i have no idea yet how!! 😛 But i will try to make it a nice poem. 🙂

I am longing: Dortmund, 20/21.12.2024

My dear,

My darling,

I am waiting for you,

I am waiting for a long time now.

My love,

My handsome man,

I love you!

So much love…

I am longing:

to see you;

to hug you;

to kiss you;

to be with you;

to forever love you…

~Mulan

(one of my poems which is originally written in English)

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(German (Original) Version)

Der Schmerz, der Vergangenheit:

O, da draußen,

da will ich nicht hinschauen!

Ich weiß, dass da der große Schmerz zurückkehrt.

Aber, Oh, ich kann mich nicht zurückhalten.

Nun leuchtet Licht auf die schwarzen Wände.

Aber, Oh, wie schade alles bleibt dunkel.

Jetzt schaue ich aus den Fenster,

und da sehe ich ihn, ja, ihn, aber nicht allein…

Mein Herz stoppt, es möchte nicht mehr, es will aufgeben…

Sie küssen sich,

Sie halten Händchen,

Sie umarmen sich.

Mein Herz will nicht mehr leben,

und so nehme ich es in die Hand.

Und nu ist der große Schmerz vorbei…

~Mulan

(English (Translated) Version)
The Pain of the Past:

Oh, outside there,

I don’t want to look out there!

I know, there will be the big pain coming back.

But, Oh, I can’t hold myself back.

Now light is sparkling on the dark walls.

But, Oh, how sad everything stays dark.

Now I look out of the window,

And there I see him, yes, him, but not alone…

My heart stops, it doesn’t want to continue, it wants to give up…

They kiss each other,

They hold hands,

They hug each other.

My heart doesn’t want to live,

so I take it in my hand.

And now the big pain is gone…

~Mulan

Really beautiful and touching Mulanyyy @Esma-Nur!!! ❤️🤗🤗🏆🥇🥰🥰❤️

I made my FIRST haiku and it is for @Esma-Nur. The next i will try to write for @EMITHEEstoneheart. 🙂

For MULANYYY

Dancing in the rain.

A rainbow glitters the sky.

Esma-Nur is here. 😊😇

🌸🌼🌻 From Yue ❤️

Really beautiful and touching Mulanyyy @Esma-Nur!!! ❤️🤗🤗🏆🥇🥰🥰❤️

I made my FIRST haiku and it is for @Esma-Nur. The next i will try to write for @EMITHEEstoneheart. 🙂

For MULANYYY

Dancing in the rain.

A rainbow glitters the sky.

Esma-Nur is here. 😊😇

🌸🌼🌻 From Yue ❤️

Awww thank you really much Annyyyy =) <3333 =) ❤️ (@Yue_)

This is a haiku I wrote about the beach:

Roaring of the waves
It laps at my feet gently
I giggle in joy

I try to write everyday a poem so I wont write a special one for Haiku. My poems are mostly about love so my Haiku is also about LOVEEEEE!

I hope to upload another poem I also showed here once which is really special to me.

That is really cool @Esma-Nur!!! I am super curious!!!!!!!!

And very beautiful @Nosylla-Kate!! Do you write haiku poems often? The one i made for Mulanyyy @Esma-Nur is my first EVERRRR so maybe it is not good enough yet but i try to make it nice. 🙂

That is really cool @Esma-Nur!!! I am super curious!!!!!!!!

And very beautiful @Nosylla-Kate!! Do you write haiku poems often? The one i made for Mulanyyy @Esma-Nur is my first EVERRRR so maybe it is not good enough yet but i try to make it nice. 🙂

No dw Anny every poem is good =) (@Yue_)

Thanks very much Mulanyyy @Esma-Nur!! 🤗🤗❤️❤️❤️

ANDDDD today it is Poetry and the Creative Mind Day:

Anybody who wants to know more about it, you can read it here: https://nationaltoday.com/poetry-the-creative-mind-day/

Ooo! Thanks for the cool information @Yue_!

I often write Haiku poems, but I don't really share them with the public much. Thank you for the compliment.

Also, I really liked both of your poems @Yue_ and @Esma-Nur! Y'all write well! I hope to see more! : D

I dont know a lot about poetry, even if i like it, anyway im a big fan of the DDLC poems, especially Sayori's (Sorry if this one is too big, its my favorite)

I pop off my scalp like the lid of a cookie jar.

It's the secret place where I keep all my dreams.

Little balls of sunshine, all rubbing together like a bundle of kittens.

I reach inside with my thumb and forefinger and pluck one out.

It's warm and tingly.

But there's no time to waste! I put it in a bottle to keep it safe.

And I put the bottle on the shelf with all of the other bottles.

Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, happy thoughts in bottles, all in a row.

My collection makes me lots of friends.

Each bottle a starlight to make amends.

Sometimes my friend feels a certain way.

Down comes a bottle to save the day.

Night after night, more dreams.

Friend after friend, more bottles.

Deeper and deeper my fingers go.

Like exploring a dark cave, discovering the secrets hiding in the nooks and crannies.

Digging and digging.

Scraping and scraping.

I blow dust off my bottle caps.

It doesn't feel like time elapsed.

My empty shelf could use some more.

My friends look through my locked front door.

Finally, all done. I open up, and in come my friends.

In they come, in such a hurry. Do they want my bottles that much?

I frantically pull them from the shelf, one after the other.

Holding them out to each and every friend.

Each and every bottle.

But every time I let one go, it shatters against the tile between my feet.

Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, happy thoughts in shards, all over the floor.

They were supposed to be for my friends, my friends who aren't smiling.

They're all shouting, pleading. Something.

But all I hear is echo, echo, echo, echo, echo

Inside my head.

I realy like this hhh =) (@Cheeseandtoastwee)

thank you really much @Nosylla-Kate

tank you for telling about the poem day Anny =) (@Yue_)

here another poem of mine:

Missing Love: Dortmund, 23.12.2024

The man in my dreams.

I hope to see you,

in Real Life!

Where ever it is,

it doesn’t matter!

Just you and me,

for ever,

in one place…

in one hug…

in one bed…

in one kiss…

My love,

I miss you…!

~Mulan

Hair like chocolate
Eyes like the starry night sky
He makes me smile