Chozodragon - textes courts et autonomes.

[Lanfear]

Je plussoie Chozo pour la définition de l'écriture automatique (je fais pas ça sous substance xD).
Et je pense que deux prépas littéraire envoyé au tapis Wikipédia ^^

La vache. Alors ça m'impressionne vachement que t'écrives des textes aussi longs dans ce style ^^
La classe totale u_u
Stout.
(Sauf mes notes d'allemand qui te poutre aussi)

[Chozo [LAMB]]

Et je pense que deux prépas littéraire envoyé au tapis Wikipédia ^^

J'aime beaucoup Wiki mais faut faire bien gaffe et toujours voir dans les sources données à la fin.

des textes aussi longs dans ce style ^^

Je les trouve pas très long ^^"

En fait en générral je trouve une métaphore cool (genre l'arbre mort de mes rêves) et je décide que je veux finir le texte avec. Reste plus qu'à broder.

Et pour l'allemand, c'pas dur, since j'en fais pas u_u



Autre chose que j'ai retrouvé : une liste de citations de différentes sources mixées à quelques éléments persos. L'idée du principe m'a été soufflée par une amie =)

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No.
My tears my dreams went dry.

But, I being poor, have only my dreams
I have spread your dreams under my feet
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

This is the way the world ends

There are some things money can't buy. For everything else, there's Kaiba Corp.
Are we in outer space?
Sure, why not...

Tim! They got your wife!
But I'm not married!
You are now ! TO AMERICA §§§ §§§ §§§

Then
I will have
That Shakespearean rag
For Dinner

This is the way the world ends

Believe none of us

But that's another thing

I don't know anything about women. I'm acquainted with lust, which is quite not the same thing.

ArtIsResistance. Don't drink the water.

C'MON GET THE FRUIT

UBU - Merdre.

No sound
No substance
No light
No Dave

This is the way the world ends

In your eyes fell the rain of a thousand years
In your smile burns the pain of a million fallen tears
In your mind, the shades of the fear that dreams went wrong
All your life, play a part in a scene you don't belong

God bless the child one more
GODDAMNMOTHERFUCKING
time

I CAN'T

I will show you fear in a handful of dust.

We will drag our corpses and hang them above our souls on the N25

C'MON GET THE FRUIT
I CAN'T GET THE FRUIT THERE'S A GHOST RIGHT THERE

Awivdewshi
In the sewers. Where she belongs.

Not with a bang but a whimper.

Hi.
UN-BE-LIEVABLE §§§ §§§ §§§

Sunrise I greet you
The beauty of your light
So warm and tender was never the night.
Ring brother, ring for me
Ring the bells of hope and faith
Ring for my damnation
I am at the gallows end

I don't care about you falling in love with her.
I care about me falling in love with another her.
HOLY SHIT

Hiding it under my bed and Daddy sure he knows and will kill it I love it and I love her I will love her hiding under my bed among toys and dust and corpses and I lied I lied and will go to Hell but please take her back or she will diediedie and I don't want I really love it love her oh new and no please no it will fade I know.

The Final Victory has crushed the Autumn Silence.

For my enemies
Fighting is salvation on guard
You don't deserve my hate
For my enemies
I spit on your defense

Who wil blame them?
Who will blame the angels
For being the most beautiful lie in this world?

To die
To sleep
No more
And by a sleep to say
We end

To sleep, perchance to dream... Aye, there's the rub.

We are such stuff as dreams are made on, and our little life is rounded with a sleep.



The rest is silence.

[Almad28]

Si tu écrivais vraiment par le biais de l'écriture automatique, tu aurais déjà eu un avertissement pour flood.

[Chozo [LAMB]]

L'écriture automatique c'est pas de la graphomanie ... Arrête de tout ramener dans tous les topics aux avertos, c'est fatigant ...

[Lindor]

Il fait une fixation =)

J'aime beaucoup tes écrits en français, surtout quand ça rime, mais j'aime vraiment beaucoup =) Continue comme ça =)

[Chozo [LAMB]]

J'aime beaucoup tes écrits en français, surtout quand ça rime

Soit un texte xD

Merci =')

[Chozo [LAMB]]

Ok il est pas court, et alors ?

Alone at Night

I

Night comes down - again,
And the wind whistles a tune
I played and bet and lost the game
But the night's warm - I'm not the same.

Maybe I'll go to bed early
Wipe the dirt of the day
Or maybe I'll wait until it's late

Sit by the piano and do nothing at all.

I'll sing a song along with the wind
And maybe say a prayer or two

"O God keep the ones I care for
And the ones I care not for
From pain or prison from sickness or from rain"
I did not say the words.

O Discordia !

Shed a tear on my early years
Mourn my dead without a sound
And long for peace.

But when you leave you have to live
And when you live you have to leave

And I'm alive
And I'm alive
O Night (O Discordia)
I wish I was a cat to step in your kingdom
I wish I had gleamdrops instead of my eyeballs
I wish I could see in the dark
of our minds.

The sound and smell of the wet streets
I throw a penny into the sky because
The Moon is not there.

II

O Moon (O Discordia !) Where have you gone
I remember our late-night talks
"Palaver we will have tonight."

O Moon the world has changed
O Discordia
Look in the eyes of your shadow
Look in the depths of your mirrors
Cheated by ashes and lies and dust to dust

O Ancient times ! Fire lances !
Trailblaizing smiles, scars on the sky !

Do you remember, Moon,
I cried the words of the bard
I cried them to you
The Kings and Queens and Fools of the Ancient times (the sky is O Discordia the sky is scarred !)
Dear Lear's lair in the storm and still the shadow on your face.

Where will I shelter from the storm ?

III

Looking down at all the cars
Blur of the rain blurred by neon lights
And blurred again by my eyesight
Looking at the cars
My ladder to the stars.

The smoke of your cigarette
(Jack
the Fairy and
the wings of Beauty)
The smoke of the city.

They (hurt) taste like nostalgia and hurt my throat.

What would you be in the City ?
I'd rather be the London Bridge
I'd rather be a huge Tower

I sometimes feel like an alley
Being walked on forever.

The dirt and the lights and the tears on my face
Please look to the stars.

Is the storm home yet ?

IV

I might as well be on the road
I might as well walk the flatline
And if I run I may well reach
The horizon on time.

Come, my dear, come with me
We'll weave our dreams on the morning dust
Bare feet run in the fields
We'll be fools in the sand we'll be fools in the dust
Dust to dust.

Come, we're on the run
We'll burn daylight and kiss the sun
Come quick, there is no time
We'll burn daylight
And hear the chimes

Green and red and yellow lights
The city looks pretty at night.

Come !

One and two and three and four
I can't hold on anymore.

V

So is the storm home yet ?
So will it wash away my sins ?
So will it wail and wreck and burn
And leave nothing within ?

(O Discordia !)

Father I have loved Father it is true
Have loved many times and I have been loved too
I won't love again I long for the storm
Please forgive me father for I have loved.

Green and red and yellow smiles
The city looks and sounds alive
and Real.

Real.

"O Discordia ! But it was a warm night." he mutters before he goes to bed.

[Yaemgo]

=O.
Veux-tu m'épouser ?

***

Réellement, je me flatte de m'y connaître un peu en matière de textes et en poésie, et je dois avouer en avoir rarement vu d'aussi bonne qualité. Enfin quelqu'un qui écrit de la poésie sans faire uniquement des rimes pauvres, et en respectant un mètre (dans certains textes). La maîtrise de la langue anglaise ajoute à ton mérite.
Cependant, dommage que tu n'écrives pas plus en français, vu que je me damnerai pour la qualité de tes alexandrins.

Donc, sincèrement, je te tire mon chapeau, simplement.

[Chozo [LAMB]]

Je prend note de ton offre de mariage =P

La qualité de mes alexandrins est assez pauvre, précisément parce que je ne l'ai jamais vraiment travaillée ... J'aimerai bien me mettre aux ballades, une forme élastique fort sympathique ^^

Je tiens à préciser que pour Alone at Night j'ai procédé par emprunts à de nombreux endroits (dont le "O Discordia") mais j'ai tenté de mettre tout cela en forme de manière personnelle. Y'a plus de 80% de trucs persos quand même ^^


El Aleph, un vieux truc que j'ai un peu retouché.

I once thought I knew the verse
Thought I knew what had been written
Thought, blindly
Thoughts.

Then a girl came to me
She was a young dark lady
She gave me a paper
which read one letter

"Aleph"

And I saw the Tower of sand

Aleph

A line crossing the horizon
A light defying oblivion
All around red rocks I feared to awake

I entered a Tower of strength
Forgot the eyes of the dark lady
Heard words in the library
(el que vio el Aleph)
Felt blood on the walls and tenderness
in the air

(Aleph)

The blood echoed through the corridor
Mingled with the southern voice
And I heard a song
I listened to a song

The song was like an ajar door

The song was like a cloudy cloak
A cloth of dew and unheard love
A cloth worn by blind men
To make them see again.

And all moved through this vivid letter :

Aleph

It collapsed and left me, but i was no longer blind

For I read the words which drowned in the dust
Heard the old song in the oldest fashion
And dreamt my unreal dream
in a piece of paper.

Aleph

[Lanfear]

Un jour, peut-être, je comprendrais l'anglais et j'arriverai à lire ce que t'écris >_<
(Je comprends pas, Google traduction rend pas bien la poésie =O)