English poems.

the poem in the movie: Ten things I hate about you
I hate the way you talk to me,
the way you drive my car,
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots,
And the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick,
It even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you're always right,
I hate it when you lie.
I hate the way you make me laugh,
Even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you're not around,
And the fact that you didn't call.
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you,
Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all
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I hate
I hate the way you make me sad.
I hate the way you make me cry.
I hate the way that you don't talk.
I hate the way that you don't smile.
I hate the way I can't forget.
I hate the way I can't be cold.
I hate the way I feel like this
...
and hate the way I can't hate you!
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I hate the way I saw you
I hate the way I miss you
I hate the way I hate you
I hate the way I forget you
and "I hate myself for loving you"
I hate the time when you are far way.
I hate myself for thinking of you.
I hate myself when you leave me.
I hate the way you love another.
I hate myself I can't love another any more
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TREE AT MY WINDOW By ROBERT FROST
Tree at my window, window tree,
My sash is lowered when night comes on;
But let there never be curtain drawn
Between you and me.
Vague dream-head lifted out of the ground,
And thing next most diffuse to cloud,
Not all your light tongues talking aloud
Could be profound.
But tree, I have seen you taken and tossed,
And if you have seen me when I slept,
You have seen me when I was taken and swept
And all but love.
That days she put our heads together,
Fate had her imagination about her,
Your head so much concerned with outer,
Mine with inner, weather.

If you love someone, tell them

TREE AT MY WINDOW By ROBERT FROST
Tree at my window, window tree,
My sash is lowered when night comes on;
But let there never be curtain drawn
Between you and me.
Vague dream-head lifted out of the ground,
And thing next most diffuse to cloud,
Not all your light tongues talking aloud
Could be profound.
But tree, I have seen you taken and tossed,
And if you have seen me when I slept,
You have seen me when I was taken and swept
And all but love.
That days she put our heads together,
Fate had her imagination about her,
Your head so much concerned with outer,
Mine with inner, weather.

If you love someone, tell them

Nsg góp vui 1 bài thơ con " nhái " hén :
LOVE
What is it ?
No one knows
Is it a feeling of affection
Or is it just ...
A word with no true meaning ?
No one can tell you
But when it happens
You will know
A little note
Short but true
Just to say ?o I <3 U ?o
You?Tre in my heart
You?Tre in my mind
Just you wait and see
One day you?Tll be mine
No one can take my heart
No one can take my pride
Cause no one knows
Just how I feel inside
Love is deaf
Love is blind
But last of all
True love is hard to find
Now that you?Tre single
Now that you?Tre free
I have a question to ask you :
?o Will you go out with me ? ?o
We are alone
Together at last
Something happened
So quick and fast
You wrote in the ground
As what I see
?o I LOVE YOU
So will you go out with me ? ?o
I'm the one who wants to love you more ... hihihi

Nsg góp vui 1 bài thơ con " nhái " hén :
LOVE
What is it ?
No one knows
Is it a feeling of affection
Or is it just ...
A word with no true meaning ?
No one can tell you
But when it happens
You will know
A little note
Short but true
Just to say ??o I <3 U ??o
You??Tre in my heart
You??Tre in my mind
Just you wait and see
One day you??Tll be mine
No one can take my heart
No one can take my pride
Cause no one knows
Just how I feel inside
Love is deaf
Love is blind
But last of all
True love is hard to find
Now that you??Tre single
Now that you??Tre free
I have a question to ask you :
??o Will you go out with me ? ??o
We are alone
Together at last
Something happened
So quick and fast
You wrote in the ground
As what I see
??o I LOVE YOU
So will you go out with me ? ??o
I'm the one who wants to love you more ... hihihi

Testimony of a Teenager
Life is hard,
I can't explain why.
No one knows how hard I try.
When things are tough,
When life is bad,
I just pretend that I am not sad.
I don't know how to let you know,
The pain I feel,
The hurt I don't show.
Life is hard,
Not just for me,
Things that happen are meant to be.
I can't be happy everyday,
But that doesn't mean
That things aren't ok.
I don't crave attention,
I thrive by myself,
I am not always in need of your help.
Life is hard,
But things will be alright.
Now I can sleep through the night.
My life is on track,
The pieces are in place,
But I need my own time, I need my own space.
I am different now,
I need you to see.
I am not anyone else, I am just me.
( posted by julie-eilju)

DIMI

Testimony of a Teenager
Life is hard,
I can't explain why.
No one knows how hard I try.
When things are tough,
When life is bad,
I just pretend that I am not sad.
I don't know how to let you know,
The pain I feel,
The hurt I don't show.
Life is hard,
Not just for me,
Things that happen are meant to be.
I can't be happy everyday,
But that doesn't mean
That things aren't ok.
I don't crave attention,
I thrive by myself,
I am not always in need of your help.
Life is hard,
But things will be alright.
Now I can sleep through the night.
My life is on track,
The pieces are in place,
But I need my own time, I need my own space.
I am different now,
I need you to see.
I am not anyone else, I am just me.
( posted by julie-eilju)

DIMI

Alone
I raise the curtains and go out
To watch the moon. Leaning on the
Balcony, I breathe the evening
Wind from the west, heavy with the
Odors of decaying Autumn.
The rose jade of the river
Blends with the green jade of the void.
Hidden in the grass a cricket chirps.
Hidden in the sky storks cry out.
I turn over and over in
My heart the memories of
Other days. Tonight as always
There is no one to share my thoughts.
Chu Shu Ten
Tạm dịch:
Cô đơn
Tôi nâng màn cửa và bước ra
ngắm trăng.Tựa mình lên
ban công, trong đêm tôi thở
hơi đêm miền tây, lừng
thơm của tàn thu.
Màu hồng ngọc [1] của sông
pha lẫn màu ngọc bích hư không.
Trong bãi cỏ tiếng dế đêm rỉ rả.
Giữa hư không tiếng cò thét gào.
Tôi trăn trở trong
lòng những kỉ niệm của
những ngày xưa. Đêm nay vẫn
không có ai chia sẽ cùng tôi.
[1] the rose jade: stand for unreal thing.This suits the void in the sentence.
Today i miss you suddenly Brother. It 's long time..long time. The above poem was made in "new formalitism" form. I tried translating it into vietnamese and simulate the form at the same time. Hope that everybody enjoy it.
Life is a journey - not a destination

Alone
I raise the curtains and go out
To watch the moon. Leaning on the
Balcony, I breathe the evening
Wind from the west, heavy with the
Odors of decaying Autumn.
The rose jade of the river
Blends with the green jade of the void.
Hidden in the grass a cricket chirps.
Hidden in the sky storks cry out.
I turn over and over in
My heart the memories of
Other days. Tonight as always
There is no one to share my thoughts.
Chu Shu Ten
Tạm dịch:
Cô đơn
Tôi nâng màn cửa và bước ra
ngắm trăng.Tựa mình lên
ban công, trong đêm tôi thở
hơi đêm miền tây, lừng
thơm của tàn thu.
Màu hồng ngọc [1] của sông
pha lẫn màu ngọc bích hư không.
Trong bãi cỏ tiếng dế đêm rỉ rả.
Giữa hư không tiếng cò thét gào.
Tôi trăn trở trong
lòng những kỉ niệm của
những ngày xưa. Đêm nay vẫn
không có ai chia sẽ cùng tôi.
[1] the rose jade: stand for unreal thing.This suits the void in the sentence.
Today i miss you suddenly Brother. It 's long time..long time. The above poem was made in "new formalitism" form. I tried translating it into vietnamese and simulate the form at the same time. Hope that everybody enjoy it.
Life is a journey - not a destination

BEFORE YOU CAN DRY ANOTHER'S TEARS, YOU, TOO, MUST WEEP
Let me not live a life that's free from "the things" that draw me close to Thee,
for how can I ever hope to heal the wounds of others I do not feel.
If my eyes are dry and I never weep,
how do I know when the hurt is deep
If my heart is cold and it never bleeds,
how can I tell what my brother needs
For when my ears are deaf to the beggar's plea,
and we close our eyes and refuse to see
And we steel our hearts and harden our mind,
and we count it a weakness whenever we're kind
We are no longer following the Father's Way,
or seeking His guidance from day to day
For, without "crosses to carry" and "burdens to bear,"
we dance through a life that is frothy and fair
And "chasing the rainbow" we have no desire
for "roads that are rough" and "realms that are higher"
So spare me no heartache or sorrow, dear Lord,
for the heart that is hurt reaps the richest reward
And God enters the heart that is broken with sorrow
as He opens the door to a brighter tomorrow
For only through tears can we recognise
the suffering that lies in another's eyes.
~ Author Helen Steiner ~
This poem is made in Spanish quatrain . The verse is aabb (for example : weep,deep,bleeds,needs). Some more comments can be found at this link :
http://www.ttvnol.com/forum/t_120172/16
Thanks for your reading.
Life is a journey - not a destination