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Cu dragoste pentru acest nou an care tocmai ce a început (2024), vă aduc în dar unul din poemele mele în limba engleză, poem care face parte din cartea mea de poeme de dragoste în limba engleză „My Wife”.
Poemul acesta se numește The Well și este o poveste de dragoste spusă în versuri. Sper să vă placă și să vă bucurați de ea!

THE WELL
Hundreds of years ago, in the time of loving well,
When Romeo found his love, Juliet of love was swell.
Everything in life, was to live your love you knew,
Hopping that someone, will too tell you I love you.

In that beautiful time, before the world destroyed,
Sweet love and romance, making everyone annoyed.
Was this beauty and her lover that so much they were in love,
Thinking always of each other, and the Mighty One above.

In their castle, was a fountain with refreshing sweetest water,
But beside this fountain, was the tallest mighty altar.
If you drink without first praying, for the drinking to be thanking,
You’ll sure die, for the unfair prize, you for sure would have been taking.

Cuz stealing is a curse of heaven, and no one should be doing,
This was the real life’s water which nobody should be viewing.
If they are ever lying and not really pure at heart,
If their love is not in hole, and then really just in part.
They would pay, the price of heaven, and that is their real life,
So, this lover, did not really want to make her his real wife.
And that is the real trick, and very, very much the real lie,
So, the man is now so doomed, that for love he has to die.
It is sad, but it we should really, learn from it what not to do,
And how to love we all have to think of and have to learn too.
To learn how to touch each other, and to actually be tender,
Cuz it is actually not fair, ever in love to be pretender.
So, these two lovers in love, pledged their vows, forever to be together,
To love each other, in respect, in love, sickness and health and whether.
They’re poor or wealthy, happily living their lives,
And they’re never caught in the nasty web of lies.
They are led by love, morals, and virtues,
They always avoid causing each other issues.
Cuz in love, is always way too much ego, not forgiveness,
As if love is always diminished and treated like a business.

So, the girl, still in love, would do anything to win his heart,
She would always go all way, in this love doing her part.
But the boy, he was just looking, to have fun, and love the joy,
Proving he’s not ready to be man, he was really just a boy.
And their love would always suffer, forever growing in pain,
Diminishing their sweet love, with the bloody aching rain.
A rain of what she would care, and what he was really not,
The pain would forever grow when the girl is really hot.
She would always giving in, trying to win his love again,
But he wanted to have fun, bringing in this famous rain.

Then the girl, having no choice, goes directly to the well,
To the only place she knows, where so many lovers dwell.
To say the prayer, and then drink from its sweet water,
She did not really know, that her love could always shatter.
She was doubting, for love panting,
Wanting just to live for something.
But the boy did not know, really,
He was acting a bit silly.
Trying just to please himself,
Putting love up, on the shelf.
Trying to just shield his own,
But the girl her love just shown.
Deeping her hands she then drank,
And her heart so sudden sank.
Darkness grew surrounding her body,
And she thought that love was shoddy.
Who would want in love to be,
If I think, for sure not me.
Something changed her from inside,
And she trashed her love aside.
Now she thinks that love is bad,
Such a thinking was so sad.
When she was in her own mind,
And she was herself so kind.

But not now, she lost the sound,
She has now no melody.
And she feels her hate profound,
And she has no remedy.

Then her Prince Charming comes too,
And he finds her on the ground.
He then tells her I love you,
But she really makes no sound.

My princess, what did I do, this is entire my fault,
Crying he is punching his own head.
This is only my own behaved result,
And all the things that I’ve said.

Then the prince took water too,
And he drank, thirsty of life.
Can never live without you,
I want you to be my wife.

As in life so be in death, cause you’re mine now and forever,
Without you I cannot be, cannot love, and cannot live.
I choose to be with you, cause living alone can never,
You’ve restored the faith in me, and in love made me believe.

But in heaven, whispers were loud,
And the Lord was very saddened.
God grew on the sky a cloud,
And the rain then poured from heaven.

Let it be from now on known,
A voice boomed loud from the sky.
The two will live their love shown,
And their love will never die.
The Well – Al Konda 09.01.2024