Apr 15, 2010
Woman's inscription (Inscriptie de femeie) by Tudor Arghezi
0 comentarii Publicat de Pure Wish la 4/15/2010 09:02:00 PM
The disposal of the character ordained to be
The ethereal girl, the man's wife.
The feeble dragonfly, in his hairy hand,
Is like the lily spring and cypress.
She likes him because he's okay and tough- and trump,
He doesn't hesitate, doesn't come late, doesn't ask,
Goes right ahead and reaches straight right,
He's loud and wise.
His endeavor and hard work for you
Make your days bigger and fuller.
His knees have crushed and his back has broken,
To deserve both his tasty dish and kiss.
From the bottom of the sea he pulls pearls in strings
For the neck of his slender and beautiful maiden.
From the night he takes bunches of stars and sparks
For bracelets, brooches, rings and earrings,
The golden stars from dry stones he gets,
Bitten by the rock's fangs and bleeding from his elbows.
It's his self sacrifice, brightened by an idea.
The idea, like fight and passion is still a woman.
They are all yours and all are for you.
Why not, then for who?
Because all the gifts for you are being brought,
Receiving a flowers instead, your fragile smile.
The creature of a petal and of a drop of dew,
Give it every morning a new joy,
Rewarding offer is his poem,
Another one sweeter and more honest, there isn't.
The ethereal girl, the man's wife.
The feeble dragonfly, in his hairy hand,
Is like the lily spring and cypress.
She likes him because he's okay and tough- and trump,
He doesn't hesitate, doesn't come late, doesn't ask,
Goes right ahead and reaches straight right,
He's loud and wise.
His endeavor and hard work for you
Make your days bigger and fuller.
His knees have crushed and his back has broken,
To deserve both his tasty dish and kiss.
From the bottom of the sea he pulls pearls in strings
For the neck of his slender and beautiful maiden.
From the night he takes bunches of stars and sparks
For bracelets, brooches, rings and earrings,
The golden stars from dry stones he gets,
Bitten by the rock's fangs and bleeding from his elbows.
It's his self sacrifice, brightened by an idea.
The idea, like fight and passion is still a woman.
They are all yours and all are for you.
Why not, then for who?
Because all the gifts for you are being brought,
Receiving a flowers instead, your fragile smile.
The creature of a petal and of a drop of dew,
Give it every morning a new joy,
Rewarding offer is his poem,
Another one sweeter and more honest, there isn't.
broken roses
Apr 13, 2010
It's so good that you are (Ce bine ca esti) by Nichita Stanesu
0 comentarii Publicat de Pure Wish la 4/13/2010 09:51:00 PM
It's a chance of my being:
and then, the happiness inside of me
is stronger than me, than my bones,
which you screech in an embrace
always painful, always wonderful.
Let's talk, let's say words,
long, glassy, like chisels which divide
the cold river from the hot delta,
the day from the night, the basalt from basalt.
Take me, happiness, up, and strike
my temple from the stars, until
my prolonged world and the endless
column is made or something else
a lot taller, and a lot sooner.
It's so good that you are, it's so strange that I am!
Two different songs, hitting, mixing with each other,
two colors which have never met before,
one from the very low, turned to the ground,
one from the very top, almost broken
in the cold, incomparable fight
of the miracle that you are, of the chance that I am.
and then, the happiness inside of me
is stronger than me, than my bones,
which you screech in an embrace
always painful, always wonderful.
Let's talk, let's say words,
long, glassy, like chisels which divide
the cold river from the hot delta,
the day from the night, the basalt from basalt.
Take me, happiness, up, and strike
my temple from the stars, until
my prolonged world and the endless
column is made or something else
a lot taller, and a lot sooner.
It's so good that you are, it's so strange that I am!
Two different songs, hitting, mixing with each other,
two colors which have never met before,
one from the very low, turned to the ground,
one from the very top, almost broken
in the cold, incomparable fight
of the miracle that you are, of the chance that I am.
broken roses
Mar 14, 2010
I am just a normal girl
But if you look at me
A precious hidden pearl
That's what you'll surely see.
Just one look if you give me
You make my bells ring,
Just one word if you tell me
You make me want to sing.
Not even a wealthy man
Could make me happier than you.
I wouldn't have to work at all
But I'd have nothing without you.
There's a fire within my soul
Burning like no other,
But in there you left a hole,
And that I can't recover.
I don't wanna talk
About the things we've gone through,
I just want to walk
Feeling my body close to you.
It's half past twelve and I'm awake,
I'm watching the late show.
I know that I've made a mistake
And I know it made you go.
Night is young and the music's high,
You're sitting alone in the club,
You're thinking of your stupid lie,
You need me like a drug.
You realize that you were wrong
And you come back at me.
I've waited for you all night long,
Waited for you to say sorry.
But if you look at me
A precious hidden pearl
That's what you'll surely see.
Just one look if you give me
You make my bells ring,
Just one word if you tell me
You make me want to sing.
Not even a wealthy man
Could make me happier than you.
I wouldn't have to work at all
But I'd have nothing without you.
There's a fire within my soul
Burning like no other,
But in there you left a hole,
And that I can't recover.
I don't wanna talk
About the things we've gone through,
I just want to walk
Feeling my body close to you.
It's half past twelve and I'm awake,
I'm watching the late show.
I know that I've made a mistake
And I know it made you go.
Night is young and the music's high,
You're sitting alone in the club,
You're thinking of your stupid lie,
You need me like a drug.
You realize that you were wrong
And you come back at me.
I've waited for you all night long,
Waited for you to say sorry.
broken roses
Feb 13, 2010
Today dad visited me. He invited me to go shopping, and after we visited some shops, I realized that I don't feel like buying any clothes. We just bought some oranges and a pizza,which I shared with Nicoleta and Madalina as well.
I haven't eaten pizza in a while. It reminded me of the huge pizza we bought when Derik was here...
I told him that I need a passport and he explained to me everything I need to get it. He also wanted to know how much the ticket will cost, which means that he's really serious about it.
But I have a problem.
My sister and mom need money for some medical problems and I need money to go to Belgium. Dad doesn't have the greatest salary ever.
Now I'm asking myself: what do I do? What is more important? Can we handle both of them? I want to visit my boyfriend, I miss him so much and if I don't visit him this summer, I don't know what will happen with us...
Dad told me not to tell mom about the passport. I understand. I'm so thankful to him for everything he has done and is currently doing for me. I just want to know if he can handle this, but I'm so afraid to ask him...
broken roses
Feb 12, 2010
Time flies... And with it, we walk trough life so fast without even noticing that we're getting older. Everything comes and goes, stays for a bit and leaves, not giving us the chance to realize that we're only ghosts wondering through time and space.
Now that I'm 16, I look back and realize that there are many things that I should have thought twice about before doing them or some mistakes that I'd like to repair but I can't anymore. We only have one life and we can't go back in time (yet) to undo some of our actions, so we should really think about what we're doing, because we won't be able to do anything about it when we realize that we wrong.
I'm pretty OK with what I've done until now, but I guess there are some things that shouldn't have happened, but hey, no one's perfect.
My life got better and better once I started dating Derik ten Napel, my soul mate. Happiness and love reappeared in my heart and with his help, I started enjoying life again.
This was the best birthday ever, mostly because I spent it with my lover. I got such a beautiful present from him that I will never forget: a necklace in the shape of a heart. Half of it is mine and the other half is at Derik. The necklace is very significant for us, keeping our hearts together and one day, the necklace will become intact again. That day, my happiness will be complete.
Until then, I'm going to live my life and enjoy everything as much as I can. Derik will make sure of it.
I love you!
broken roses
Jan 28, 2010
“Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the the universe.” (Einstein)
Sometimes it just amazes me how stupid can some people be. If stupidity would hurt, many people would die in horrible pains, especially the Romanian people...
I'm really ashamed to say it, but it's true: Romanians need to seriously rehab their behavior. And it should happen as fast as possible, or everyone on this planet will suffer one way or another because of it.
I never said that I am too bright or anything, but seriously... If you want people to respect you, try to respect them first. If you insult and treat them like you are superior, you will not get anything except fear and disgrace.
If I continue writing I will get angry or something so I guess I will end this here. Have a good day!
I never said that I am too bright or anything, but seriously... If you want people to respect you, try to respect them first. If you insult and treat them like you are superior, you will not get anything except fear and disgrace.
If I continue writing I will get angry or something so I guess I will end this here. Have a good day!
broken roses
Jan 27, 2010
Making mistakes is what makes us human, but I wish I wouldn't do it that often. I don't even know how to start...
You're such a great person, a great friend, a great lover and you have such a soft heart. I want to thank you for being so patient with me because I know it's so damn hard. I know that you suffer allot and maybe sometimes you wish that...
But I want you to know that I love you. Yes, I love you like I never did before and even if it looks like it sometimes, I never stop loving you. Never...
Your love makes me so happy, your words will my heart with joy, you are able to do something that no one else can in such a simple way: by just loving me...
All the stupid stuff that I do, all the stupid words that I say, my stupid behavior, it's all because... because I miss you... I've been missing you so much since you left, so much that my heart wanted to stop it by eliminating the cause of her suffering: you. That made my act colder and do everything that I did, but I don't to do it anymore.
I love you and I don't want to stop it... ever. That's why I need your forgiveness. I want you to forgive this suffering soul that needs your warm embrace, this soul that feels so cold in the night without you...
Please... Forgive me...
broken roses
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