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Frânturi de cer se dezgolesc de frici
Se risipesc iar zorii printre blocuri,Frânturi de cer se dezgolesc de frici,Albastrul se-mpletește pe alocuriCu șoaptele timide-a lui aici. Despic din coapsa timpului o știre,Cuvinte-nfăsurate-n haine gri,Metehne sângerând într-o nuntireDe îndoieli pe coama lui a fi. Din depărtări se-aud frânturi de pizmă,Și-nnegurari se-abat peste oraș,Pământul se rotește-n neodihnăFrângându-se-n tornade păgubaș. De-a valma se adună-n piețe corbiiSă-i smulgă…
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Pipedream
The calling of forests is signing my cupOf longing and dreaming; my pipedreaming tea.I pause for a moment and load yearning upOn this lovely morning of midwinter’s quay. The glimpses of wonder are penning a draft:Come on, pack your feelings and catch up the blissAway on the green lands where grace meets the skiesAnd winds…
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Mă ninge-n făurar mirare
Mă ninge-n făurar mirareȘi alb mă mângâie-n aleanÎmbrățișându-mă-n iertare. Din osturi îngeri prind cântarePrivind cum dincolo de lanMă ninge-n făurar mirare. În suflet plămădesc culoareCuvintele de peste anÎmbrățișându-mă-n iertare. La poarta nopților răsareMagia iernii și-n aleanMă ninge-n făurar mirare. Tăcerile-mpletesc cărarePeste-al dorințelor oceanÎmbrățișându-mă-n iertare. Zăpezi se scurg de peste zareSfințindu-mi rostul pământean.Mă ninge-n făurar mirareÎmbrățișându-mă-n…
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No Winter Lasts Forever
My beloved, the rain is writing sweet love letters to the sunPenning memories of summers with the colours of pure bliss,Through the storms, these pitch-dark evenings are balancing spring’s return,Drawing on the future’s seasons new rebirth and life’s soft kiss. Blue equations of unknown twirling psalms from the ninth cloudAre selling their playful patterns to…
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I’m holding
I’m holding,These memories painfully crushing my dawns,When freedom was captured in terror’s homelands.For finding the pace, the truth, the solace,I’m fully aware I might need to dare,Admitting my pain, again and again,Waltzing together in this stormy weather,So, we can both tie, releasing the cry.Accepting the past, the smog, and the dustI’m strong as a feather,Yet…
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The field of illusions
It was evening again,And I floated alone over the world of thoughts.One petal… two petals… three petals…And crazy screwed-up mathAmong the tears of helplessness and longingLocked between imaginary castles. It was snowing constantly outside, And the moonlight had taken over the skies,Reflecting glimmers of magicIn the snow-covered sins of the world.And I, beyond the curtain,Feverishly studying…
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Would You Be My Valentine?
February is writing down memories of Mother Earth,Covering the horizon with the snowiest fairy tales,Bright and calm, the splendid moon sings to sun hymns of rebirth,Yearning warmth, peace and sweetness, crafting hope through love’s details.In the mornings, northeast winds whisper tunes from hazy skiesCaressing the bare ash trees: Would you be my Valentine? From ether, the…
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Rain
My dear, this rain drops fears from the skies,The bunch of clouds seems angry with the worldAt the forefront of silence,Clumsily running between the sunsets,No longer the time is captured in mind.Those normal things we got them onceWritten deep down in the heartAre facing today’s dilemmasAt the meeting with the burning woundsOf mankind’s ambition. This…
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We shall meet again at the Drury Lane
Wonder strolls its wings over Drury Lane,Meeting beams of sun, sparking timelessness.Smiles we once had shared over tales of love,The transcendence’s hugs and the joyfulnessBreath their longing air, wistful and innate,Crafting rhymes of hope in the arms of fate. Eyes to eyes told joy, bringing skies to earth,Drawing maps of bliss in between the linesOf…
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Loch Lomond
A glorious sunrise embraces me in its arms. It caresses me, between gentle and invigorating breezes, looking me straight in the eyes, with flowing sparkles. It is all blue, luminous and magical at the same time. At the zenith, shadows emerge that tightly embrace each other, above the waters. It is as if, on the…