Blestem / Curse

Ma rog sa te pot uri...Zadarnic chin...
Si-l chem pe Bachus,sa ne iubim
Sa-mi vare pe gat,dulcele-i venin
Sa dansam,sa ne pierdem in placere,
Vinul amortindu-mi orice durere,
Sa simt a extazului mangaiere.
Pe Seth de mana am sa-l iau,
Voi fii a lui Lilith,si tot ce vreau
E sa te bantui noaptea-n vis,
Sa te chinui,de frica sa fii cuprins.

And now translated.

I'm praying so i could hate you,but in vain
And I call for Bachus, to make love to him
So he may give me his sweet venom
And dance,loseing ourselves in pleasure,
While wine will numb me
And make me feel ecstasy's touch.
I will take Seth's hand
And I shall be his Lilith,
for all I want now
Is to haunt your dreams at night,
To make you suffer,
so you shall feel only fea r.


Photo from : http://meraviglia.deviantart.com/art/She-fell-asleep-71050648?q=boost%3Apopular%20bachus&qo=215

Falling back to Earth

Look up to the sky,
And tell me please
If the clouds look like feathers.

Don't ask me why,
But I will ask you
To grab them and make me new wings.

Because you see,
I just lost mine
When I first tryed to fly.

I think Icarus curse folowed me,
Because while i was up there,
My wings stopped listening and left me
Falling back to Earth,
While they kept going up.




P.s.:photo from : http://leonadelioncourt.deviantart.com/art/Falling-Again-59632916?q=boost%3Apopular%20falling&qo=25

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.

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!

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...

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?

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.