Friday, 14 February 2014

Despre floare


Intr-o zi ea fiind afara
Vremea i-a venit,
De a zambit.
Precum cea mai fina floare
Cand o vedeai, te duceai si-ombratisai,
Daca o simteai, ca un fluture zburai!
Si albina de-auzeai, tot la floare te gandeai.
Creste mare, mare, maaaaree
Ca te poate duce pan’ la cer rascruce.
Dara creste cand te simte,
Doar sa-I canti si o atinge,
Ca un gradinar de prin vechime
Foarte-atent cu-a sa iubire.
E a ta de-acu pana-n vecie,
Daca-nveti sa cresti o floare..

The scream



We cry to smile and feel the joy
of love, of happiness.
you love to hate in darkness of your soul
as light is easily shading away..
so now you run so panicked
like you have seen the death not far
looking at your struggle to fight this shade!

I now have seen a simple picture,
of you and me running away
the same you feel when standing still
your thoughts are real, the pain you feel.
Spinning the wheel maybe you win
But how about what you feel!?
A scream I hear, your heart I see,
It comes to life to let you live!
Rebirth can make you understand
A smile covered up in tears..
Of happiness, of joy, of love
So bright and puerile
You’re like a kid!

I stop to think and let You go
Show me a hidden plan..or a new one!
Will walk a path you show in me
Jump, let fly this self I made obey
A hologram I saw around
That took me far from You, the one I feel!
Again I scream and burst in tears
You’re growing like a tree with roots in me.

Lightscendent

I see you lying next to me
Truth is that you own he,
Striking like light through
A pure and humble ascending she.

Love is between us
I know that you can see
but how about me
the one who cannot always see!?

‘go up’ I always say to he
to find the hidden gems
or is it just another dream
that comes and strikes again
the puzzle I have worked for we.

Or is the stars that make me not to see?
the sun is smiling from all-over,
but when the moon is up
I cannot make myself a better me.

That night I will remember
I walked with you so far
Or was it just into my deepest sleep
..when I chose ascend to higher WE.

Reflection



When seek complete to be
we go and ask divinity
what actually are we?
The time stands still
But how about me?
I run through this immensity
and what I find to see
is just another we

so I reborn and start the time in me
to tell us more about we ..
but you don’t listen that I say
and you deny the poor existence of this me!

that's sense it makes  
you seem to have never met him,
the same old teacher I can see
and this is how you make feel
the unseen part of what should be.