miercuri, 20 iunie 2012
nasul mereu umed dupa mine
Cainele de apa ma urmareste. Transparenta lui ma infioara dar mirosul de ocean ma face sa ma simt acasa.
luni, 18 iunie 2012
I want to grow wiser not older
I wish the population of the globe would consist only of children . How much peace there would be ?
We wouldn't stop loving , as we do when we are grown-ups.
And we would know what's best for us , because sometimes kids are more intelligent than adults .
And you wouldn't have to worry if the person in front of you is calculating and that he might want to do you harm ...no, "bad lies" were invented by us , not the innocent minded .
And every day you'd discover and learn new things with open heart ,you would have time for everything.
I'm sorry mom . I wish we were both children , maybe this way we would be able to spend more time together , and play the "mother and daughter game " , that would be fun , wouldn't it?
I hate playing the grown-up game .
We wouldn't stop loving , as we do when we are grown-ups.
And we would know what's best for us , because sometimes kids are more intelligent than adults .
And you wouldn't have to worry if the person in front of you is calculating and that he might want to do you harm ...no, "bad lies" were invented by us , not the innocent minded .
And every day you'd discover and learn new things with open heart ,you would have time for everything.
I'm sorry mom . I wish we were both children , maybe this way we would be able to spend more time together , and play the "mother and daughter game " , that would be fun , wouldn't it?
I hate playing the grown-up game .
sâmbătă, 16 iunie 2012
joi, 14 iunie 2012
Candy , Candy ...or just Candy Japan ?
It's about the sweetness?
Well yes , no no no!
It's about the cuteness?
Well yes , no no no!
It is or isn't it?
I really like candy , I do !
I love eating it
I love having it in my room.
I love how it brings people together.
I love how it keeps me waiting
For the days of December
I think that this is not all...
My dear , I must say some more:
I really enjoy the freshness
the sweetness
the weirdness
And most ... not sharing them
With any of my schoolmates ...not at all
I don't want to seem selfish
And I hope I don't.
But I love eating them all alone ...
And now I'm waiting for the candy to fly,
Or swim or even take the bike,
Could it take the train to arrive at my house?
Must I wait so long to offer it a home?
To feel the smell of Japanese culture?
To feel the taste of the archipelago?
To the Candy Japan ,
That makes my life so much better
I say to them yumm yumm yumm
As they understand my language.
I won't stop till my belly is full...
Hooray to the Candy Japan!
And visit them , and send them your smiles and even some more..
To : http://www.candyjapan.com/ hura ! yum yum yum
It's about the sweetness?
Well yes , no no no!
It's about the cuteness?
Well yes , no no no!
It is or isn't it?
I really like candy , I do !
I love eating it
I love having it in my room.
I love how it brings people together.

For the days of December
I think that this is not all...
My dear , I must say some more:
I really enjoy the freshness
the sweetness
the weirdness
And most ... not sharing them
With any of my schoolmates ...not at all
I don't want to seem selfish
And I hope I don't.
But I love eating them all alone ...
And now I'm waiting for the candy to fly,
Or swim or even take the bike,
Could it take the train to arrive at my house?
Must I wait so long to offer it a home?
To feel the smell of Japanese culture?
To feel the taste of the archipelago?
To the Candy Japan ,
That makes my life so much better
I say to them yumm yumm yumm
As they understand my language.
I won't stop till my belly is full...
Hooray to the Candy Japan!
And visit them , and send them your smiles and even some more..
To : http://www.candyjapan.com/ hura ! yum yum yum
marți, 13 martie 2012
Peste invizibil
Simtea miros de mare pe o nara iar pe cealalta iarba....hmmm . Da! Iarba verde, proaspata , nebuna, crescuta sub zapada si iubita de primavara.
Un ochi privea cerul , iar cu celalalt privea planetele .
Mainile erau prea grele pentru a simti aerul sarat si umed dar picioarele dansau neobosite in cer, in apa, in iarba ,
Doamne....
Un ochi privea cerul , iar cu celalalt privea planetele .
Mainile erau prea grele pentru a simti aerul sarat si umed dar picioarele dansau neobosite in cer, in apa, in iarba ,
Doamne....
marți, 28 februarie 2012
Was it 5 ?
HoW LaTe ?
How late was it when you last felt the kiss of the wind on your skin ?How late was it when you first felt the chill of the metal ?
How late ....
How late...
The watch looked at every little thing in the room , this was his world . He spoken for everyone , he asked the wind the stars the used books and forgotten chair , but silence was the only response he got.
The clock didn't stopped:
How late...
How late..
In the end all that was left of the clock was it's unanswered questions (seemed they like questions ?) which with the air was full of them.
I don't know... answered the chair
I don't know...answered the books
I don't know...answered the sun
I don't know...answered the wind
I D O N ' T K N O W E I T H E R .
answered the clock
Then everything was silent once again .
SOMNUL
-Unde pleci ?
Somnul s-a intors si cu mustatile plangandu-i usor spre pamant imi spuse ceva ...ceva atat de indepartat atat de nerostiti incat mai degraba i-am simtit cuvintele decat sa le aud.
-Inteleg.
Si a plecat in gandul altora .
Am ramas o clipa doar cu miros de mare peste ganduri si idei.
Nu am inteles nimic si mi-e dor de somnul gandurilor imperiale...
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