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Apollo
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Prima poezie dupa o perioadă lungă în care nu am scris nimic. Ei, poate îs nişte cuvinte adunate, nu poezie.
Am încercat să te uit dar nu pot te-am pierdut în timp unde eşti, unde ai fost când îmi trebuia un cuvănt un alint dar poate tu m-ai uitat nu-ţi mai simt prezenţa doar singurătate, umilinţă şi singura mea dorinţă să te am alături mine doar o clipă chiar dacă ea va fi risipită în neant - doar o clipă - să-mi oferi e tot ce-mi doresc încerc să te găsesc sunt pierdut, mă plimb într-un cerc -fără sfărşit- vreau totul, un gând ceresc te iubesc, te iubesc, te iubesc... |
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_________________ "...Always remember, there’s silence before and after Storm. Enjoy silence now, before Enjoy silence then, even more."
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cronicz
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Se poate mai bine, ma asteptam sa fii mai criptic si mai abstract! |
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sorescu
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Lehel trebie sa-si revina din pumni
dupa o megapauza si-a pierdut antrenamentul dar sunt sigura ca va reveni in forta eu il astept la cotitura o zi buna revin |
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dia
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si eu il astept
dar se da mare n-ai sa-l mai vezi pe aici punem de-un pariu nasul meu nu ma inseala ceau soare te iubesc, te iubesc, te iubesc  |
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Apollo
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Salutari- Am revenit.
Va prezint cateva dintre ultimele creatii. Sunt in engleza, cand imi gasesc timp le traduc Sorescu, special pentru tine! |
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_________________ "...Always remember, there’s silence before and after Storm. Enjoy silence now, before Enjoy silence then, even more."
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Apollo
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Confession
November 10, 2011 I must confess, for the longest while you were nothing more than a face in the crowd no real feelings towards you that could be spoken aloud yet a ocazie is all it took, that second there you robbed my heart, did you even care? I must confess, I've been such a fool for not being stronger, for being the tool of my emotions that flew through my veins for falling in love with you it's funny how only touching your hand was enough, will time ever mend such a trivial love? I must confess,I've never really forgotten you as much as I tried, as much as I wanted to the image of us walking while holding hands haunted me each passing day, I've tried letting you go every possible way. I must confess, ten years have passed yet a part of me still hangs on the past and it won't let go no matter what I do I guess I've grown used to it grown used to love an image long gone an image of you. I must confess, a part of me hates you since you've told me that you don't know how to respond to my feelings, I've felt so low that distant cold night when we danced together, my core, my soul pranced around like a child who got a new toy no words to describe the happiness, the joy... Yet all you had to say is that you're not worth it that you're a whore. I must confess, sometimes I think I've succumbed to insanity for being the puppet of an image that some would say is shrouded by blasphemy How is it possible that the moment I lay my eyes on you an avalanche of feelings come tumbling down, there's no stopping them, I'm thrown back in the past holding your hand. I must confess, I could never stop the Sun shining to prove my love, nor could I walk to the ends of Earth just to make you see how time sometimes mends all the scars you wear, all I could do is a simple kiss followed by a smile, holding hands for a while, pure bliss. I must confess, when my time will come as I lay on my deathbed my last breath, my final heartbeat\ Will whisper in your ear: "I love you" |
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_________________ "...Always remember, there’s silence before and after Storm. Enjoy silence now, before Enjoy silence then, even more."
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Apollo
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White dreams
November 11, 2011 White dreams flowing into the abyss the touch of a dying star, Suns gentle kiss all rushing toward a fading mind no sounds at all, I'm even blind yet I see your soul trembling worry not, feel no fear, I'm ascending soon enough we will be together today, tomorrow, forever. A hand reaching to touch the sky as you bathe in clouds, I fly and the memory of being alone giving birth to a gentle tone that reaches your ears, do not weep just close your eyes, sleep. White dreams enveloped in cosmic breath I was always near you, I never left time has tainted my body but my intentions are pure doesn't matter how much more pain I must endure it is how it must be, this is fate forging a path, never to early, never to late. A broken body, a tormented soul aimlessly flying around, has no goal it doesn't take really that much just looking in your eyes, just a touch all that pain, all the agonizing torment washed away, inviting happiness, enjoyment. White dreams forming into a constellation no longer must I endure the aberration called life, it will only take a moment for me to die, for me to fly. releasing all the dormant passion I've always felt for you at long last my dreams come true. Two souls melted into one, the eternal desire fueling our love creating such a fire that all the oceans water could not put out even the gods are smiling, there is no doubt Heaven trembling, Hell cracks open there aren't enough words to be spoken of how much I've waited for this your touch, your body, your kiss Close your eyes, dream with me feel my warmth, we are free. White dreams flying with black wings over the bard who now sings the story of us being together today, tomorrow, forever. |
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_________________ "...Always remember, there’s silence before and after Storm. Enjoy silence now, before Enjoy silence then, even more."
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Apollo
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The corpse
November 13. 2011 There it lies, under the branches of the magnificent tree of life a corpse rotting away whilst maggots feast knowing this is indeed a memorable day. No emotions, no feelings no pain, no misery no conception, no reaction no tears, no suffering no hatred, no lust no thoughts, no soul no ambitions, no goal no desires, no fear no disappointment, no expectations no illusions, no dreams just a ideal silence and the sight of falling leafs silence and falling leafs. Time flies, the corpse decays time flies, it's disappearing never to be seen again, The Creator must be a genius for bestowing upon us such a worthy end. The tree of life is sprouting another branch The corpse long gone only silence remains and the image of falling leafs. |
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_________________ "...Always remember, there’s silence before and after Storm. Enjoy silence now, before Enjoy silence then, even more."
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Apollo
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The gargoyle
November 16, 2011 The cathedral has locked its door we hear the bells ringing one last time weep, destroy, dream, sin no more the gargoyle has awoken to judge our crime. As it soars through the sky the air becomes tinted with a reddish dye turning into a river of blood mixed with our bones, mixed with mud. Ripping through flesh, young and old stop running, there's no escape enjoy your final moments, accept your fate bodies all around, silent and cold. Rejoice, a new era has begun freedom, happiness all around all sins washed away by our own blood. |
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_________________ "...Always remember, there’s silence before and after Storm. Enjoy silence now, before Enjoy silence then, even more."
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Apollo
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Two stars
November 18, 2011 Two stars bound to walk a path that may lead nowhere one of them falling with grace the other dying in disgrace All it took was a random moment in space and time the two stars met their fate entwined. The lonely heart that gazed upon the sky saw them fall together the wish it thought would never come true lit the sky forever. |
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_________________ "...Always remember, there’s silence before and after Storm. Enjoy silence now, before Enjoy silence then, even more."
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Apollo
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Memories from tomorrow
November 20, 2011 Memories of tomorrow arriving to haunt me today there is no point in wishing them away memories of tomorrow flying in yesterday where everything was okay. We live in a sick, broken world that takes its toll you can't afford anything not even a simple goal of bittersweet gloomy dreams it seems that even after we conquered everything we failed to conquer ourselves. Memories of tomorrow arriving to haunt you everyday There isn't anything you can do, not even wish them away Memories of tomorrow flying in your yesterday Where everything was okay, yet you walked away. Memories from tomorrow arrived at last Ignore the future, forget the past Memories from tomorrow, live them today enjoy them while they last. |
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_________________ "...Always remember, there’s silence before and after Storm. Enjoy silence now, before Enjoy silence then, even more."
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Apollo
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Liquid dreams
November 21, 2011 Liquid dreams dipping from a verse gradually melting into the Universe. The sunset drowns in dawn as words are written down. And while the meek seek ways of not being weak dreams speak of light as it trembles before the night dreams which thwart the beats of a gentle heart it now is dark such is the madness of art. Liquid dreams flowing from anarchy cleverly sown into our reality The last ray of dim light swallowed up by the night and as remaining hope is about the embark for a brighter future the ark is being torn apart, everything drown--(ed) no longer is life drawn. Time's heart stopped beating liquid dreams forgot believing Such is the madness of art it now is dark, dark; dark. |
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_________________ "...Always remember, there’s silence before and after Storm. Enjoy silence now, before Enjoy silence then, even more."
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Apollo
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Lying
23 November, 2011 All it takes for us to have a wonderful and blessed life is to allow ourselves to be infatuated and breathe lies keep telling yourself that you were forged for a great destiny and every step you take opens your eyes to reality, that deep down you are a beautiful, majestic being and your deeds will someday be worth seeing, mentioned by those you've left behind; When you die of old age and your frail broken body is placed in a wooden coffin, do you real think that anybody will care that you're gone? Oh, of course you'll be mentioned once in a while until they start telling themselves: "We must move on." In a hundred years no one will know who you were so by all means, keep telling yourself how wonderful you are- that once you've fulfilled your destiny you will have escaped reality. We willingly allow ourselves to live in lying We willingly subdue our greatness to live in blindness We willingly throw away everything that is humane We willingly accept such a miserable fate just for a dose of self pity for a dose of lie and as a reward for our obedience, we get to die. "My, my such a pessimist, have a little hope have a little faith in God, in Jesus our Savior" god is not real, god is a lie born out of necessity so that our world is not thrown in complete anarchy god is not love but an dispozitiv of war god is not hope but a whip that constantly lashes on the weak allowing them to live in a false sense of security "Everything is ok, I have God through eternity." god is not pure but a seed of lie planted in our subconscious go ahead, sin, commit crimes burst into existence, defy everything it's alright, all you have to do is ask for forgiveness and in the end thou shall have it. If there truly was a GOD, all knowing- all seeing, all everything it would wish its and our existence away so nothing could pollute, infect and slowly destroy Earth. "My, my no wonder you have never found God I shall pray for your soul..." "..." We desperately crawl towards the light we desperately try to open our eyes we desperately try to be alive we desperately fight for a bit of control while the scum who control religion, money and justice thrive on our desperation, laughing at our inferiority this my friends, is the true face of reality, the true lie that became our reason to exist. "We sweat blood every day yet are allowed to dream What we hope for someday will come to life an we shall bathe in the blood of those who sucked on every bit of soul we had and then we will be free we will have destroyed our chains of captivity!" "..." We willingly allow ourselves to live in lying ....as we desperately crawl towards the light We willingly subdue our greatness to live in blindness ....as we desperately try to open our eyes We willingly throw away everything that is humane ....as we desperately try to stay alive We willingly accept our miserable fate ....as we desperately fight for a bit of control. We have the power to fix everything that is broken but if we keep living a lie our only reward will be to... die. |
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_________________ "...Always remember, there’s silence before and after Storm. Enjoy silence now, before Enjoy silence then, even more."
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Apollo
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Escape
November 24, 2011 Sometimes I just want to escape in a corner of my mind in a room with no doors, no windows no air, no light no poetry, no thoughts nothing but me alone by myself. Sometimes I just want to be an immaterial being not even worth mentioning not even worth seeing. |
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_________________ "...Always remember, there’s silence before and after Storm. Enjoy silence now, before Enjoy silence then, even more."
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sorescu
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ma bucur ca ai revenit
incredibil, dar adevărat pentru cat timp? nu indraznesc sa sper la mai mult cu drag eu |
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Apollo
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O eternitate şi un pic (: |
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_________________ "...Always remember, there’s silence before and after Storm. Enjoy silence now, before Enjoy silence then, even more."
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