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Requiem

 
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Nostalgici ne plangem singuratatea
Vibram diferit si destins
Eu am sunetul meu
Tu ti-l descoperi pe-al tau
Inchis, prins,
Fugar de ocazie
Nu vrem sa le eliberam
Sa ne radem fericirea
E-un sunet aparte
In singuratate si-n amintiri
Nu le vrem mute, nu ne recunoastem
In ele
Fara sa le plangem
In noi, in fiecare zambet nou
Recviem pentru cel vechi
Traim in noi,
In trecut.


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Nonsense

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Ti-as smulge gandurile

unul cate unul, sa le tin in palme.

Ti-as trai visele

ce clipe dulci se-ascund, asteapta.

Ti-as rupe franghiile

sa te eliberez de tine, o secunda.

Ti-as inmulti sperantele

sa nu uiti sa iubesti nicicand.

Copil al diminetii, cu ochii mari de roua

ai lumea-ntreaga de vazut!

Iti curge soarele prin vene.

Ai mari

Ai timp

Rabdare…

Ti-as coase aripi ca sa vezi

cati ratacim

in lumea asta mare…


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Manifesto

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Nu ma opresc subit la rasarit de soare
N’ascund privirea-mi de lumina blanda
Nu’s una cu o lume tot mai tematoare
Nu ma feresc s-aud cum pasarile canta

Nu vreau sa’nghet adancuri de cuvinte
Nu stiu s’arunc in vid ce-odata am trait
N-am sa m-ascund de aduceri-aminte
Nu-mi place lasitatea, inca n-am murit.

Ma-aplec odata cu apusul catre voi
Si-astept s’aud aplauze pe scena mea
Privesc pentru-a mia oara cu-ochii goi
O mare de oameni, cu profunzimea sa.

Ma scufund la cat mai mare-adancime
Inot printre suflete ratacite’n pustiu
Ascult pareri de rau strigate in multime
Si sufletul ma doare caci e inca viu..


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Wanderers

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Culegem zambete straine

Pentru-a ni le contura pe chip.

Gravam vise in mii de culori,

Alungam ganduri haine.

Trasam contur pe sticla aburita :

Un soare in ochii lui,

Un strop de ploaie pe haina ei.

O soapta domolita.

Ratacim neincetat printre ganduri.

Pierduti, impreuna, copii.

Se poarta iubirea anul asta !

Suflete-umbrela isi apara povestea

Si oameni strazile pustii.


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Dream under the starry sky

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She found herself within the meadow

Surrounded by the lurking shadows

The stars up high began to shake

She found herself so wide awake

 

The shadows danced around her thoughts

Leaving her feeling she was lost

Between two worlds, the day and night

So vast, consuming at first sight

 

But she stood frozen on the grass

For seconds that as hours passed

The lurking shadows of the meadow

Told her the story of the willow:

 

A beauty of the decades passed

Could raise desire in a blast

Alas! Her heart was oh so cold

Or so the shadows have been told

 

No warrior could win this heart

That only one desire had

She only loved the forest lord

The river that so mildly flowed

 

Thus day and night she softly prayed

For him to hear her serenade

For him to whisper words of kindness

Towards the beauty, a caress

 

But silence crept into the darkness

Leaving poor beauty in a fortress

Of tears and pain, of broken soul

While her beloved lord was cold

 

And so the beauty stood and wept

For promises that stayed unkempt

The lurking shadows of the meadow

Said beauty is the weeping willow

 

Forever leaned over the river

The forest lord, who shines like silver

Unloved, unwanted, undesired

Her love such everlasting fire.

 

The girl laid frozen on the grass

The shadows let the hours passed

Now morning raised above the meadow

Awakening the girl, the willow

 

A dream! She thought, with sleepy eyes

Watching the river with surprise;

A child whose night was troubled dreams

Of shadows, legends and love themes…

 


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Ars Poetica

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Am fotografiat norii ca sa-i pot privi si cand e cer senin

Am rupt corzile viorii ca sa nu existe melodie mai presus de-a mea

Am ars orice carte ca povestea mea sa fie unica

Si am presat frunze pentru ca natura sa nu moara nicicand

 

Dar mi-am inghetat sufletul, sa-l pot pastra in timp

Si am inchis ochii pentru a-i feri de lumina puternica a celor din jur

Apoi am uitat sa respir….pentru a trece in eternitate…

Si am pierdut….