you have looked on me with a crooked face in a blatant expression of disgust through a shattered and dirty glass curiously ridiculously divided against itself you've focused on stray bits rather than the wholeness of the whole despising what was for what was not nor was ever meant to be you have pushed me … Continuă lectura Wired for survival

don’t look at the deceitful fine lines that still thankfully vanish under the gentle waves of dim electric light in the melancholy night don’t look at the treacherous gray hairs sometimes invisible but insidiously hidden among the faithful don’t look at the no longer as smooth skin of my hands searching for signs of the … Continuă lectura Don’t look

multă vreme ți-am observat doar zâmbetul fără el nu cred că te-aș fi recunoscut pe stradă sau în mulțime era calin și curat ca o cană de lapte dulce și cald în îmbrățișarea palmelor unui călător ostenit și-nfrigurat bineînțeles că l-am primit zâmbind la rândul meu cu bucurie și recunoștință poate puțin stânjenită în sinea … Continuă lectura Ai fost sau n-ai fost?

Life now comes in waves, higher and stronger upon me Everywhere I turn, countless outstretched hands await – I run to please all, but it feels That nothing of mine can ever suffice. So I stop for a while and gaze at the sky Asking the wind to bring You my whispered cry ”Where are … Continuă lectura Don’t worry, my child