Cand suntem fericiti
incepem sa nu mai vedem lucrurile clar?
Sau cand nu mai vedem lucrurile clar
incepem sa fim fericiti?
15 august 2011
13 august 2011
You.Rock.
"Nimic nu se construieste pe piatra, totul se construieste pe nisip, dar trebuie sa construim ca si cand nisipul ar fi piatra." (Jorge Luis Borges)
Aparent off-topic,
in realitate nimic nu putea sa fie mai potrivit acum decat:
Alte clipe (ne)traite, acelasi epilog...
pentru tine nisipul a devenit prea devreme piatra.
28 iulie 2011
27 noiembrie 2010
Toamna totul incepe...
...sa cada. Gutuile, frunzele, ploaia,... amintirile.
Cam atat am avut de spus. Imi pare rau sa ii dezamagesc pe cei care se asteptau la formule si demonstratii ale teoriei relativitatii autumnale.
I am no Einstein after all.
Autumn makes me remember...
the words that were never spoken
the dreams that were never broken
the needs that were never met
the plans that were never set
the fire that was never lit
the pieces that were never fit
the things that were never done
the battles that were never won
the hopes that were never lost
the paths that were never crossed
the lessons that were never learned
the feelings that were never earned
the gifts that were never received
the expectations that were never deceived
the apologies that were never rendered
the doors that were never opened
the secrets that were never revealed
the memories that were never conceived
the hurts that were never intended
the beginnings and endings that were never prevented
13 octombrie 2010
Darurile Toamnei (I & II)
... care au ajuns unele mai devreme, altele mai tarziu sau, cine stie, poate chiar la timp :)
Nota:Toate acum imi apartin, mai putin versurile de pe tricou,
care raman pe veci ale poetului.
care raman pe veci ale poetului.
22 august 2010
(In)trecerea timpului si a tacerii
Toate trec
(...in tacere)
Toate ne trec
(...prin tacere)
Si toate le trecem
(...sub tacere)
(Pe)trecere frumoasa!
(...in tacere)
Toate ne trec
(...prin tacere)
Si toate le trecem
(...sub tacere)
(Pe)trecere frumoasa!
Sometimes less is more...to come.
Happiness is in the eye of the beholder.
Nu conteaza de fapt cat de plin sau cat de gol este paharul.
Pana la urma "prea plin" inseamna si "prea usor de varsat".
Asa ca intotdeauna e bine sa ramana loc pentru inca o picatura...
14 august 2010
AuGust sau nu AuGust?
Amintirile au gust
cateodata dulce
cateodata amar
Iar uneori pur si simplu
nu au pic de gust
Se ingramadesc unele intr-altele
in asocieri total nepotrivite
de forme, culori si texturi
Mai mult dupa mood
si mai putin dupa moda
02 iunie 2010
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