vaut mieu que je m'introduis pas... "mel le5er" mon quotidien est un peu peuplé c pourquoi je suis là.. alors n'hesitez pas à m'ajouter comme amie et de me connaitre de plus prés have a nice surf in the net
Interests
le sport, la musique,les livres,les films,la langue chinoise, ...
Favorite Music
tous (sauf el mezwed)
Favorite Movies
babel,a walk to remember,becoming jane,death note,whisper,gladiator, enough,hannibal rising....
Favorite TV Shows
noor(gümüs), prison break,scrubs, sad love stoy,grey's anatomy,..
"O remain, dear one, I love you, Stay with me in my fair land, For your dreamings and your longings Only I can understand. You, who like a prince reclining Over the pool with heaven starred; You who gaze up from the water With such earnest deep regard. Stay, for where the lapping wavelets Shake the tall and tasseled grass, I will make you hear in secret How the furtive chamois pass. Oh, I see you wrapped in magic, Hear your murmur low and sweet, As you breqk the shallow water With your slender naked feet; See you thus amidst the ripples Which the moon's pale beams engage, And your years seem but an instant, And each instant seems an age." Thus spake the woods in soft entreaty; Arching boughs above me bent, But I whistled high, and laughing Out into the open went. Now though even I roamed that country How could I its charm recall ... Where has boyhood gone, I wonder, With its pool and woods and all?
hi nice hi5 i leve for you a poem Down Where The Lonely Poplars Grow
Down where the lonely poplars grow How often have I erred; My steps that all the neighbours know You only have not heard. Towards your window lighted through How oft my gaze has flown; A world entire my secret knew You only have not known. A word, a murmur of reply How often did I pray! What matters then if I should die, Enough to live that day; To know one hour of tenderness, One hour of lovers' night; To hear you whisper's soft caress One hour, then come what might! Had you but granted me a glance That was not filles with scorn, Out of its shinning radiance A new star hab been born. You would have lived through lives untold Beyond the ends of time; O deity with arms so cold, O marble form sublime! An idol of some pagan lore As now no more is seen, Come down to us from times yore, From times that long have been. My worship was of ages gone, Sad eyes by faith beguiled, Each generation handed on From father unto child. But now I very little care To walk along that lane, Nor heed the face I found so fair Looks out for me in vain; For you are like them today In bearing and in guise, And I but look on your display With cold and lifeless eyes. You should have known to value right With wondering intent, And lit your candela at night To Love that God had sent.