duminică, 9 ianuarie 2011

traiesc/I am alive


In lumea asta facuta bucati,
de fiare ruginite in propriul amar,
am decis sa traiesc.

Traiesc aici,traiesc acolo,
traiesc in apa,traiesc in flori,
Traiesc ca sa descopar,
traiesc ca sa caut,
Un altul ca si mine,fara de noroc.

Caut aici,caut acolo,
Caut in apa,caut in flori,
Il caut ca sa descopar,
il caut ca sa traiesc,
Ce e de fapt in mine,
sa ma regasesc.

photo from : http://browse.deviantart.com/?q=alive&order=9&offset=96#/dliaaf


And now translated ;)


In this world shattered to pieces,
By beasts rusting in their bitterness
I decided to live.

I live here, I live there,
live in water,I live in flowers,
I live to discover,
I live to look after
Another one like me, without luck.

Looking here, looking there,
Looking into the water, looking into the flowers
I'm looking to discover,
I'm looking to live,
What is really in me,
To find myself.

luni, 20 decembrie 2010

Forma bruta a sentimentelor




Una dintre pasiunile mele,pe langa scrisul,este fotografia.
Acestea sunt doar cateva din pozele facute de mine.
Am ales ca tema florile,pentru ca sunt de parere ca florile sunt,intr-un fel,forma bruta a sentimentelor.
Sper sa va placa!











marți, 14 decembrie 2010

pentru ca ...

"Te iubesc pentru ca termini frazele pe care le incep eu...
… pentru ca nu stiu cum as continua fara critica ta destructiva,
...pentru ca ar fi crunt sa nu am pe cineva care sa imi dea dureri de cap seara sau saruturi dulci dimineata.
...pentru ca si mie imi plac jocurile mintii, nu doar tie…"
...pentru ca,dupa cate mi-am dat eu seama,sufletul pereche nu e cineva care e la fel ca tine,cii cineva care iti este fix opusul,asa cum esti tu pentru mine.
...pentru ca esti,tot ceea ce eu nu am curaj sa fiu.
...pentru ca,oricat de prostesc ar suna,ma inspiri.Sa fac mai mult,sa vreau mai mult.
...pentru ca in toata dezordinea ta,reusesti sa ma ordonezi.
...pentru ca MA PUI LA PUNCT.

Si am sa continui sa te iubesc,asa in felul meu de copil...
Si-ai sa ramai in sufletul meu,chiar daca...

luni, 29 noiembrie 2010



The wind blowed your kisses from me,
And the sea stolen my tears
The ground graved everything that supposed to be,
While my heart burns into fears.

I cannot find you,where would you be?
You left marks everywhere,but still,
Not even in ground,wind,fire or sea,
I can't see,smell,hear or feel,
What it was,is,or wll be.


I have no idea for a title for this poem.suggestions?

vineri, 19 noiembrie 2010

Ca intre poeti/Just like between poets

- Vreau sa fac dragoste cu tine!
- De ce?
- Pentru ca suntem tineri si viata e frumoasa!
- Dar tu nu stiai ca dragoste,faci doar cu cineva la care tii?Tu nu ma iubesti.
- Dar iti iubesc munca,arta.
- Nu e acelasi lucru.
- Bun.Toate poeziile sunt scrise de tine,nu?Fac parte din tine...
- Da,sunt scrise de mine,si da fac parte din mine.
- Pai vezi,iubesc ceea ce scrii,iubesc parti din tine.
- Nu e acelasi lucru,imi pare rau,dar trebuie sa te refuz.
- Bine,atunci hai sa facem dragoste prin cuvinte,asa ca intre poeti.
- Cum vine asta?
- Foarte usor,eu iti scriu cuvinte frumoase,si si tu,la randul tau,imi scrii cuvinte frumoase.
- Ca si cum tu mi-ai fii muza?
- Exact!


And no translated :)


- I want to make love to you!
- Why?
- Because we are young and life is beautiful!
- But didnt you knew that you make love only with someone you care about and love? You do not love me.
- But I love your work, art.
- It's not the same thing.
- Good.All your poems are written by you,and they are parts of you ...
- Yes, they are written by me, and yes they are parts of me.
- Well, see,I love what you write, I love parts of you.
- It's not the same thing, I'm sorry, but I must refuse.
- Well, let's make love in words, just like between poets.
- How come?
- Very easy, I write to you nice words, and you too, in return, write nice words to me.
- As if you did you are my muse?
- Exactly!






Mi-a venit pur si simplu in minte.Personajul feminin sunt eu.Personajul masculin,nu exista./It just camed into my mind.The feminin character it's me.The male character does not exists.

Star in my heart

I looked up to the sky,and i picked one star,
To look after me,to guide my steps,even if she's too far.
So every night,ever since,i was talking to her,
About anything.I knew she will be there.
But the weather changed,as the time passed away,
And the sky,slowly becamed awful grey.

"Make them go away,dear star,talk to the clouds,
tell them you have a little girl down on Earth,which shouts!"

But the star didn't cared,the clouds were still there,
And i was confused,not knowing why,what or where.
Tears of sadness rolled down on my cheek,
To my neck and then to my empty chest,
never felt so alone,or so weak,
Without understanding the purpose of this quest.

But as i was crying,my heart felt like burning,
So i tooked my shirt off,and my whole chest was shining.

Then i understood.
My star was still with me.
In my heart.

Te-am privit plecand spre zare,pana-ai devenit un punct.

Ti-am plans in brate,
de trei ori,dragul meu,
fara sa stii.

Prima data,am plans de tristete
in ziua in care mi-ai spus,
ca lumea e rea,
iar noi suntem trecatori.

A doua oara,dragul meu,
ti-am plans in brate,de fericire,
in seara in care mi-ai spus ca ma iubesti
(si plang si acum cand ma gandesc).

A treia oara,ti-am plans in brate
dragul meu,de amaraciune,
in noaptea noastra,caci era ultima.

Insa batuti de soarta suntem,dragul meu,
iar noi suntem trecatori,
(si plang si acum cand ma gandesc).

te-am privit plecand spre zare,
pana ai devenit un punct,
in noaptea noastra,caci era ultima.