my cat... my love

"caci eu nu pot trai fara tine

fara sa iti simt parfumul pielii. atunci cand e cald si tu ma racoresti

cand imi spui cu lacrimi sarate ca ma iubesti.

cand dormi sub strop de luna

sub ploaia rece de cununa!

cand sorbi din visarea mea

si acum, si pururea!

slavita e inima ta, mica si sangeroasa

si cand bate din piept

ea, numai ea!

ciorchin de soare, flori de margaritare,

nimic nu se compara, 

cu zambetul, sau o gheara.

mireasma somnului, 

piciorul domnului, mama mea de suflet!

viata mea, ardoarea mea, inima mea!"

my cat is my best friend! <3

A feeling...

"You should have seen the look on her face when i said I'm leaving the city! Her eyes just exploded in little drops that melt the air, but not me… I am on my way to do something for the first time for me, not for her ambition, not for her big dreams, for myself!
I am counting the hours until my train will get here, its a Sunday but i feel like i have to be at work. so great not having a job for the moment!
Its such a great summer, such a great smile on my heart, finally being on a real road, not just in those old books that colored my eyes and dreams!
Standing here on this bench reminded me of my first kiss, it was so unreal, so wet and so far away from me!
Waiting for the train felt like waiting for him to kiss me again, but that its just silly,
"the train isn’t bringing him back" I said to myself!
The time is 9 a.m. and the train whispers to me that this is real, I am leaving home for a better feeling, for a better future!

So many people around me, I don't know anybody but we all stay so close to the train, to each other!

The air feels like smoke, my lips are salted by my own body, the water I lose makes me feel uncomfortable and my dress is getting all wet.

Someone pushes me and I yell, nobody listens, its just a crowded train station.

The train opens the doors after it stops with a long whistle that made my head hurt!

people get out of the train but I can't see them cause I am looking for my wagon, my number, its so hot outside and I feel that just someone threw hot water at me.

I find my wagon and I look at the door, I can't see straight because of the Sun that shines to much this day!

the light goes away cause someone is blocking it and I open my eyes....

I felt just like 5 years ago, on that winter cold day, on that bench, when we where skipping the biology class, when he kissed me... away from the people, just us... a cold air melted my salted lips...

He kisses me again in the train station... in front of everyone... it only lasted a minute, a second, an hour, a lifetime....

I found myself in my seat and the train is leaving... its not bad timing... I am leaving the city for my future, and he is coming back for me....

He stayed and watched in the train station, after 5 years after we broke up, and looked at the train that was leaving him as a sweet and pure memory from a cold and lonely winter!"

狂気の夢

"And it is a new week, a new fresh start, no where to be found! sad and happy in the same time but not knowing which is best... the sun shines like the last time and I get lost in a sweet deja-vue ... no one can understand my language now, it is bizarre and even I can't translate it in my natural way!
the wind blows my hair over my face and it makes me want to cut it, but I won't. 20 more seconds and it will be green so I will past on the other side of the road, I'm scared cause the drivers don't pay attention to the signs! but are we?
a woman talks on the phone loader and she makes me nervous, her problems aren't mine and l want to talk to her, to tell her how small she really is in all this big world, but I'm not telling her anything, just like nobody told me that life is to damn short and repeating its self so that you can do the same mistakes again!
the green is on and I'm going back home, the lady stopped talking, and as I look back a crazy driver takes her small little life away...the time stops for a seconds and then everything takes a speed of light, she is dead lying on the zebra, it's red again and other cars move away as nothing happen...
what if I told her to shut up? will she be alive now?"
Crazy dream!

"そして、それは新しい週、新しい出発、ない場合発見される！悲しい幸せと同じ時間でどれが一番であることを知らない...太陽を前回のように輝いて、私は甘い既で失わを取得- VUEは...誰も今、私の言語を理解することができます、それは奇妙なとしても私は自然な方法でそれを翻訳することはできません！
私の顔に風が吹く髪、それは私が何を削減することができますが、私はしません。 20秒以上、それは私は過去ので緑色の道路の反対側となることが、私はおびえたドライバが標識に注意を払っていない原因だ！私たちは何ですか？
電話ローダーの女性の交渉、彼女は私が緊張して、彼女の問題は私とlされていません彼女に話をするには、どのように小さな彼女は本当にこの大きな世界で彼女を言うと、私は彼女に何を語っていないよ、誰もが人生は気の短いことですので、再度同じ過ちを行うことができます、その自己を繰り返し私に言ったように！
緑の上にあり、私は帰って行くよ、女性は話し、として私は狂気のドライバを見るに止まっている彼女の小さな小さな命を奪う...時間を秒停止し、次にすべてが光の速度を、かかる彼女死んでシマウマに横たわっている、それが赤再び他の車離れ何も起こらないように移動しますね...
私はシャットダウンする彼女に言った場合は何ですか？彼女が今生きてされますか？"
クレイジーの夢！

daca tot suntem poetici!

am gasit cateva documente cu idei, poezii, vechi din 2006!
o poezie aparte ma amuzat teribil!

"Luna zacea franta pe un cer sumbru.
Orgasmele greierilor rupeau tacerea noptii,

Tu taceai mort privind cum norii inghit luna.
Eu dormeam departe de noi toti

Ma ascundeam in locuri inexistente
Asteptand sa-ti vina ortu

Un trasnet iti acoperii fata
Si o lacrima iti sageta privirea

Mai e putin si o vom rupe de tot
Curand voi iubii un om mort!"




ムーンうそフランス暗い空に
オーガズムコオロギ夜の沈黙を破った

として、雲ヶ月飲み込むあなたは完全サイレント
私は私たちのすべてから寝た

隠れ場所が存在する
あなたキック来て待機中

あなたのフロントカバーを軽くする
そして、あなたの目ダーツ涙

が少ないが、我々はすべてブレークされます
すぐに死んだ男大好き！

2008

"Fulgii cadeau greu pe stratul gros de zapada! O lumina alba domina gradina din fata geamului meu.
Soarele incepea sa-mi orbeasca visele si nu vroiam sa il las acoperindu-mi ochii cu bratul lui Radu. Nu am reusit decat sa il trezsc pe el si el sa ma trezeasca de tot din vis. Ma saruta si ma priveste cu ochii intredeschisi, nu ma pot abtine si il iau in brate!
- Te iubesc !
- Te iubesc !
O dimineata obisnuita ca toate celelalte. Acelasi sentiment puternic aceleasi saruturi care ma topesc ca pe un fulg de zapada pe buzele fierbinti. Ma inghesui in bratele lui puternice si imi cufund nasul spre gatul lui cald. Nu vreau sa ma trezesc, e prea bine aici ..

Ceasul de la telefon suna ,e ora 10 dimineata, e sambata si e decembrie iar, anul 2008.
Afara ninge si nu am nici un chef sa merg la cumparaturi.
Ma ridic greu din pat si incerc sa-l prind din urma pe Radu, el e deja imbracat. Mama a facut deja cafeaua si si-o bea cu tata..."

"Heavy flakes fell on the thick layer of snow! White light dominates the garden in front of my window.
The sun started to blind my dreams and l let him covering my eyes with his arm Radu. I just woke him then he wake me from my dreams. he kissed me and I look with eyes half-open, I can not help and you take him in my arms arms!
- I love you!
- I love you!
A typical morning like any other. The same strong feeling the same kisses that melt me like a snowflake on hot lips. I squeeze his strong arms and plunge my nose to his neck warm. I do not want to wake up, it's too good here ..

The clock of the phone call, it's 10 o'clock, it's Saturday and is in December and the year is 2008.
it is snowing outside and I have no desire to go shopping.
I lift hard in bed and try to catch him on Radu, he's already dressed up. My mother made coffee and and it's having a drink with my dad ... "




"ヘビーフレーク！白色光雪の厚い層だった私のガラスの前の庭を支配する。
日視覚障害者に、私の夢を始めた彼の腕のロジャーと、私の目をカバーできるように望んでいない。よりも、彼と私はすべての夢のために彼目覚め私は彼の復帰でした。キスをして、私は目を半分にルックを開くと、私は助けることができず、あなたの腕の中で取る！
- 私はあなたの愛！
- 私はあなたの愛！
他の典型的な朝。同じ強い感情が私スノーフレークホット唇のように同じキスを溶かす。私は彼の強力な武器に絞って彼の首を暖かくする私の鼻の急落。私は目を覚ますにしたくないが、それもここ..良いことだ

電話でのクロック、それは10時と、土曜日の12月にされ、2008年。
外の降雪と私は毛頭ない買い物に行く必要があります。
私は硬いベッドの上昇とロジャーは彼をキャッチしようとすると、彼はすでに服を着ている。私の母は、コーヒーを作り、自分の父親と一緒に飲む..."

Sunt locuri in aceasta lume unde ploua tot timpul anului!

               Sunt etape ale vietii peste care vrem sa trecem fara ca acestea sa lase urme!
         Daca viata ar fi o cutie de bomboane si aceasta ar fi mereu plina cand ai vrea sa gusti o bucata, aceste momente ar fi doar gandurile unui om bolnav!
     Poate ca nimeni nu se intelege pe el insusi cum unele carti par sa te cunoasca, si cum propriile tale ganduri, de care te temeai cel mai mult le regasesti in alte foi, in lucrarile altora si te sperii ca nu esti unic, ca nu esti singurul care este om!

                  

        として、一部の書籍を知っているようでどのように他人の作品では、これら他のほとんどの形態があるの恐怖自分自身の思考、そしてあなたは独身ではない恐怖、おそらく誰も自分を理解し、あなたではないこれは唯一の男です