Lost Love Is the Point I could write about thatIt's a loss it's a bargainIt is something that nothing can be compared withIt's you trying to find your marksSo you can walk again but you don't careYou have to burn the whole burden and you feel likeYou will never be free againYou understand birds you... Lire la Suite →
Sum it up
Sum it up It’s hilarious to be sadLike if we were supposed to be joyfulNothing is due to you my friendLove is a mistake friendship is doubtfulI am not sure something is granted or has to beIt is a line a frontierLike being sick or in good healthWho can say one is in good healthWhat... Lire la Suite →
Littérature impossible faillite
LITTÉRATURE, subst. fém.LITTÉRATURER, verbe intrans. Étymol. et Hist. A. 1121-34 « ce qui est écrit, le sens littéral (d'un texte) » (Philippe deThaon, Bestiaire, éd. E. Walberg, 955), seulement au xiies. (v. T.-L. et FEW t. 5, p. 379). B. 1. 1495 « érudition, connaissance (acquise dans l'étude des livres) » (J. deVignay, Miroir hist.... Lire la Suite →
Happy Friday I wish They Never Die
The major reason why I became what I'm still becoming... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hnVldyHRcjU The Cure, A Forest, 1992
Time is My Friend
Time is My Friend Time is my friendI’m happy being grieving while I follow its pathI have to say it before it passes awayThis is my pulse I can feelTime is on my side as a lonely friendI finally metTake my hand take my pulseAt the jointure of my wristAnd you can feel my bloodIs... Lire la Suite →
Mea Culpa Maxima Culpa
Mea Culpa Maxima Culpa Mea Culpa Maxima Culpa - 1er mai 2022
Love is Cancelled
Love is cancelled Three steeps from HeavenThree steps bottom on the lineWhat do you say dearYeah it’s ok I’ll be fine My car remembers all the blurryI remember you weren’t callingMy cigarettes on the highway exitMy life pending on a texting Oooh yeah I was blind like they sayI was trying to make the world... Lire la Suite →
Telegram
I remember the sun was dying in the airI remember you were wearing some cheap clothes I'm afraid Eurydice this time will stay with HadesI swear Telemachus is not alone illustration : Jean-Baptiste-Camille Corot (1796-1875) Wounded Eurydice (1868/70) Art Institute of Chicago
Miss You All, Chrysta, Life is Long Maybe Too Much…
All My Memories Back, Thanks Again, I remember You All, Miss You ALL https://sebastienpelle.com/2019/08/12/chrysta-complete/
Farewell My Lady
Farewell My Lady Farewell my lady, enjoy the sun without me, if you meet God I’m so delighted, and in a minus scale, if you meet love, you have all my benediction The trees are tall, the fields are wide, I remember your skinny steps and I think they’re made to hit the ground My... Lire la Suite →
Life is Life
Life is life
I Was So in Love
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All measures counted down by a single compass
All Measures Counted Down by a Single Compass Sometimes I feel like I’m done with all these thingsThose stories for ever gone I feel like I’m completeThe shadows swallowed by the lightOf true evidencesI feel I’ll never embark at nightThat boat againDesert is not a lonely place you can tell when you knowAll my buddies... Lire la Suite →
Same Place
Same place Same place but couldn’t find what timeI was there beforeIs it a loop I feel better light is smilingThrough the windowsIt’s a breakfast box made of glassI’m familiar with it’s settled on both sidesOf my sentimental diary bookThe time has passed the day is warmerIt’s like the ice I was walking onCan never... Lire la Suite →
Simple As That
Simple As That I got it clear when I dancedMeantime had no defenseYou could drink in my eyesAll the reasons whyI would dieFor The little pig is sayingWith its pinky noseI had no defenseWhen I dancedUntil the hunter rose From a dark little spaceI was knitting my heartAll of them would love meWith their teeth... Lire la Suite →
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... Non pas le vide un seul sol mouDes pas qui portent n’importe oùNe pas avancer impossibleIl faut juste embrasser la cible Encore une étreinte se meurtElle croit qu’elle renaîtraDe la poussière des heuresDe ces mots qu’on ne dira pas
Being Alone
Being Alone it's not a decison you make it's just a matter of timeall the reasons are underated it's you with you and no remissing timesome of ours would speak some of ours would blind and wait for a rhymebut it's just you with yourself being trashing out all the memories you gotlet's have a... Lire la Suite →
Only One Single Life
Only One Single Life Hello I’ve been living through the darkSince I was 7 I guessIt was a comic book and the hero was betrayedBy his own generous mind and his lackOf men's mind understanding And then it came to loveI was 9 in a barn that my father ownedAnd this girl I rememberWas coming... Lire la Suite →
I Believe
I believe I believe time is supposed to bringSome correction to my mistakesTo fill the blank of my unspoken wordsSome air in my brain and some heart warming thoughtsTo weep with a gentle hand the dust I have made On this path of my own I need someone to believe it tooWhen you shout in... Lire la Suite →
Phoenix NUMBER X It’s done we’re done and we don’t even know whyAt first it was the same wonder why we should fly(On a common wing)Together together and together is just a rhymeThe desert like you say is a shortcut not to fallAll alone down... You weight my silent and yours like a dimeWe have... Lire la Suite →
All The Way Down I tight my hair or should I let them flowWhen I run to the west in my pearled undercoatAll the frogs and the frog ladies and the froggies fellowAre croaking in the old fashion wayI’m losing my speeches and all the tongues are goneAnd I have no language I crossed many... Lire la Suite →
Confiteor every day leads to a statementwhat did I losewhat am I still praying forthe world is not enoughdid I keep it close enough to my stuffwas I corrupted in my election of godsdid I betray my guts to the fake hands of friends I’ll never know but every dayleads me to wonder if I... Lire la Suite →
high quality life i’m gonna play it cristal clear my words are made of gold but it’s a sliver range they quote i’m looking straight to all those things I love from the other side of the flow don’t make it harder I deserve no fake smile it's a lifetime we walk on Earthwhen the... Lire la Suite →
Curren time Are we stuck flat on the EarthIn this chamber we have no keyI mean is there some differencesBetween a stone and meAnd what's about the cordial wreathWe assembled together I light a fire on the shoreAm I included in this shipmentYou see the whale breathingOn the horizon lineI'm gonna swim to the edgeOf... Lire la Suite →
Hurry Times : The Missing Piece What should I say when you say there's no hurryWhen you keep it on your sideWhat should I say when you always postpone meShall I keep it on my side You're not in a hurryYou're not in a hurry to see meAnd social time my loveHas nothing to do... Lire la Suite →
Behind the Glass I keep staying wonderingIf I’m right or wrongThe world is awaiting for this day to comeWhen you say helloWith a smile that burns my skinYou dance like you’re aloneBehind the glassYou sing like you’re really goneBehind this glass of lime Do you think I could make it trueMaking this poem come to... Lire la Suite →
It’s written on my face I should leave it to dust And all the people I know I should leave tomorrow It’s not that I don’t love it’s not that I don’t trust All this burden is gold but I just have to go All the beauties I met in random museums Crossing the countryside... Lire la Suite →
