samedi 15 août 2009

seoul




The red Apple of the river, the white lilies of the marble the shape of

The happiness on the earth.

The form of the spirit in the women the shape of the female on the

River mirror.

Timeworn Streets telling every time unforgotten, stubborn stories.

the old square where the old cathedral spread the peace joyful

Seeds.

Blue skies embracing doves singing everywhere freedom rituals

And hymns.

The human history decorates your face medal of praised sides.

The time necklace you memories best than of springs tattoos.

seoul a magical beauty an eternity a twitter in several pieces of
Poetry.

O city of joy your smile appear on the skies through the sparkling

Stars.

So let’s your trumpets seoul playing exquisitely lyrical prayer

Of freedom and peace.

You’re drawing whatever and everywhere magical glamour so

Elegant you are seoul .


Praised nature colored your countenance much happiness and

Beautifulness.


Your delight atmosphere a galaxy a bright a blissful yellow light.

You are seoul upper there in the sky when it gloaming.

Shining red and yellow twilight on the black starry night.

You are a praised angel’s finger paint or you are a human artists

Handmade.

You are lines, words of lively legend immortalizing events, steadies

Stances.

You are old landmarks shining on the present face a glorify

Prospective future.

You are story depicting many brightens pages of the korean
History.

You’re seoul crying pangs of the sad time tears near by the han
Floating river.

You are an old past hugging newest today a journey through

Histories.

The emperor’s capital you're the heart of a whole nation memories.

The temple of the heaven, the
old Gate experience journey

Through special seoul nostalgia.


Are just timeless treasures honoring your fair face seoul .

seoul a typical korean drama unique joyful themes with

Historical character.

The bride of the old age cities capital of most peaceful spaces.

Abbeys sing as the domes the friendly seoul lovely friendship

Tune.

You’re places aglow telling the stubborn time teaching stories of

Special acts.

You’re
city wall steady witnessing your dreams for equality and

Unity.

the old City you show the yesterday seoul unforgotten

Deplorer times.

The foundation joy flies through the blue skies highest ways

The Heyday seoul you’re capital of the unified china blissful

Land.

City of lovers you bright attract wherever a kind sight.

You’re crowned a high place the capital heart of Asian skies.

the bleu palace the blessed unleashed timeless space.
Your feel and thoughts seoul invitation for thought and

Remember.

Story of new life the Church of the
life.

a silent breath whisper day after night the sound of prayers.
The voice of holiness and blessing memories is heard there.

In every time or season of the year.

Seeking the graves of the fathers and mothers and children always

Walking there.
And names of youth and old people are engraved on stones above

The face of the beautiful beloved seoul .

And the
Roman Catholic Church a past day Renewed in present

Architectural face.

In your hurrying heart near the street full of famous building.

High symbolizing dignity and honor of the city seoul .

The avenue embracing the far oldest past and the blissful

Futures.

O seoul you are a green face holding blueness vast lakes.

Your mansions a maiden shapes like just valuables in a heaven

Paradise.

In The
Old seoul Observatory there is always fine breeze coming

From the past.

The Classical gardens, such lovely place hugging lovely human

Faces.
seoul , you’re a floating beauty on the river like a nymph swim

Through the waters.

You’re building as the houses a mosaic of the most praised castles.

Your architect seoul a universal cleverness from the sky.

You are a novel written by the letters of the memories, seoul the

Empress of history.

You’re a museum island housing higher prospects of culture.

The kbs world radio
Headquarters on the sky fly penetrating golden rays on

Your olds great fascinating gates.

Your opera play the seoul song such a smooth melodic tone.

Of the old fabulous tall, seoul voice of unification and freedom

Through the nation.
You are seoul a fragrant memories waves; some to remember and

Some to forget.

You are seoul a kiss of beauty witching visitors a pilgrimage

Through the year season.

You’re seoul a tourism meeting bourse, a capital of studies and

Scientific sciences.

I imagine you a maiden picture stay on my mind or praised words

For my written thoughts.

I drawing you seoul in my soul colors of longing and hugging.

You’re a magnificent infinity beauty your name just a perfect

Sound tune.

Your crier a singer from the old lovely times pride played the perfect

Sound.

O seoul , on your wharves there is always joy.

Lets your trumpets playing exquisitely lyrical prayer of peace.

seoul , your bright blue sky whispering this pray;

Please come don’t stay away, just visit me here you enjoy the stay.

My heart smile as my mouth pray O seoul just compassion my

Love my whole affection.

I’m Wanderer I send my words handed of hug I want your meet

seoul .

I want smell your praised old perfume a want walk through the olds Streets.

O seoul you softly touched my heart gently earned my love.
seoul , please give ears to my voice you are my rejoice.

Charming korea


korea a graceful maiden from the high heaven.

Seating in the east on wide naturals carpets.

Just appear to the eyes like a whole infinite beautifulness.

Everywhere blueness embraces greening faces.

Eyebrow Mountains hold on the wide blue skies.

Lakes floating here and streams floating there.

Burbling over the heaven gardens.

Poetic blue river water says:

Sing the voice of ancient reaches.

A guitar telling spinning romantic poems.

You are more than just an artist handmade tattoo.

Variant blissful colours on verdant pages.

What a perfect picture of a dreamy land?

Or are you a graceful land from the skies?

Your sparkling water as the fine grass.

Bestowed of god from the high paradise.

You are an artistic touch you are mixing.

Love between blue and green.

Butterflies and many filed of flowers.

Like a divine magical creation.

O korea the guitar of the beautiful time.

The woodland singing in peaceful praising.

Leisure life in the small fishery village.

Cheerful water sound heard on the green grassland.

The valleys were mellow and pure.

Water exudes tenderness and love.

The hill tells your great beauty korea .

Birds flacks like an orchestra play happily.

The smooth melodic old unforgotten tones.

Over the sparkling water mirror.

White sail take the way in the water.

Water River gently falls like blue sapphires.

Down along the valley.

Cascading creating a music tune.

Under the blue and bright sky.

Around the rivers there are butterflies.

Dance and sing in harmony and joy.

Over the blooming red yellow flowers.

Among the verdant wide plains.

High mountains green like emeralds.

Growth in green bamboo forest plants.

High on the air straight blissful shape green color.

Move look like the silent moving breeze waves.

That’s a wide sea of bamboo tree.

Symbolizing uprightness telling good ethics.

Doves chirping all over the ways.

The stream down bubbling gently.

Fallen trees branches on the bottom.

On the cliffs like a rainy water.

Grass just floating on the around.

Flow water on the yang Tzu longest river.

It’s the wonderful delight music water.

Touching deep my whole soul.

That‘s a glittering splendid music of nature hall.

statues Buddha there sacred great hills.

Rises up on the sky as a paragon teacher.

Higher there over the human sights.

korea roof thousand Buddha temples.

Humor and giant wit friendly animals.

On the sides everywhere gorgeous blossoms.

Decorated the air bright yellow colors.

pusan from just a bird eye sight.

Seating there like a beauty nymph.

seoul luxuriously shapes there.

With the nine Tibetan villages at the mountain.

Ancient paved around magic pavilions.

Fully of bamboo cottages touching architect.

Just a glimpse for the sight optimistic.

Under the bright peaceful fine nights.

Villagers play past folk sacred harmony.

Create such touching romance melodies.

Tell the fine smooth traditional string.

A nature and man romance love story.

Expressing the human joy and sorrow.

Inner feelings through facial theaters.

Above the air blue sky full white clouds.

Just fragrant delicious scenery.

With the Hot and spicy kimtchi cuisine.

Are just faces of korea antique flavor.

On the ground blissful breeze.

Play light joyful melodies.

There in the field grassland.

The people sing and dance in joy.

Creating a picture of the god paradise.

Jasmine from the heaven a sacred flower.

Fragrance smells flying bride on the sky.

The dusk redness penetrating the high skies.

With magical golden rays.

korea earns the human hearts from centuries ago.

With the Sweet smell, and the bright breeze blowing.

Please korea leads my soul to fly on your heart.

cho chi-hun



Oh teacher cho chi-hun you are a twitter poet or are you an arts theorist

Of the whole history.
Oh teacher cho chi-hun you played softly with colour of the human

Theories to create everlasting literature.

Oh teacher cho chi-hun please answer with the wind on this question is

You a Poet-Historian or the Poet-Sage?

Oh teacher cho chi-hun your poetry is like mysterious myths or blessed

Scripted written for the human life like psalms.

In confidence your tongue plays with the mind words and the soul

Feelings the poetry game.
Oh teacher cho chi-hun you construct verse of wisdoms and Citations of

Big and small emotions.

Oh teacher cho chi-hun the poetry in your Owen creation is like a

Scientific theory.

Like a candle burning in the black pain to light out with a joyful

Bright colour.

Oh teacher cho chi-hun poetry for you is like a flash light whitening

Around of your emotional heart.

Lightning the sides of your clever mind so your poetic tongue said

The words in shapes of pearls of wisdom.

Oh teacher cho chi-hun you make the letters dance over the guitar of the

Human tongue through ears, years and seasons.

Like a spiritual orchestra making the unforgotten tunes

Like universal literature symphonies.
Oh teacher cho chi-hun you produce pieces of a litterateur treasure or

Immortal poetry or psalms.
Oh teacher cho chi-hun in the midnight rhetoric your poem whitening the

Darkness sides of the soul as the mind.
Oh teacher cho chi-hun I smell the oriental perfume through the parts
Of »On Visiting the Temple of Laozi" works.My thoughts churn with excitement when you your poem whisper
Gently on my ear.

Oh teacher cho chi-hun your poem is it the whole reality or just touch of

Softy literature makes my soul tingle?


Oh teacher cho chi-hun you are the artist of the Chinese language you

Made verse of famous proverbs and citations.
Oh teacher cho chi-hun my heart just jumps when I look on your fifteen

Hundred poems.


Oh teacher cho chi-hun your thoughts looking like a body language

Clutching me tight.

When I start to read your poems that seem to be stories my spirit

Want to breathe.

Please let the wisps of your breath flying on my personality like

The wings of love, freedom and humanity.
Oh teacher cho chi-hun you know what I’m thinking, feeling and have

Been through the pleasure of the reading. Oh teacher cho chi-hun I still repeat what you have say till I learn the korean language.