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Sunday, January 26, 2014

Sunday 26 "Day of Snow"

Volumes of She
Chapter  "14


      Sunday  26  "Day of Snow"


 Imi doream o alinare,doream  compania ta, tu erai cea care ma linistea,care ma facea sa ma simt in stare sa mut munti.
Tu ai fost,esti si vei ramane adrenalina mea.
Tu erai inspiratia mea pentru toate,si imi dai in continuare inspiratie sa scriu,da...dar ce rezolv am dorinta sa scriu,dar este in zadar.
de ce?
cum tu nu mai faci parte din mine,sau nu vrei sa faci parte,pentru cine sa mai scriu?Eu scriam pentru tine,acuma ramas singur cu mii si mii de idei nu am ce face cu ele.
                                Afara ninge abundent da nu imi pasa,inainte era scanteia ce aprindea in mine o dorinta arzatoare de viata,acuma ma lasa rece,reprezinta doar un obstacol ce ma retine din rutina mea zilnica.
Ce frumos ar fi fost sa am amintiri cu noi,cum ne jucam in zapada,si oriunde asi fi fost ,oricand ar fi nins,m-asi fi gandit la tine la eu,la noi,si asi fi stat in loc si asi fi ras ca un prost,ca un nebun doar singur acolo,si nimeni nu ar fi stiut ca acel prost in acel moment traieste niste emotii si stari atat de puternice incat ii redau vitalitatea,dorinta de a continua.

                                  Oricum sunt locuri ,obiecte pe langa care trec sau le ating imi amintesc de noi,de "our moments spent together" si nu stiu daca aceste clipe ma ranesc sau hranesc.
Nu stiu daca vreodata te voi avea,nu stiu daca vreodata vom fi impreuna ,defapt nu stiu nimic.
                              Sunt  sigur ,ca te iubesc tin la tine foarte mult,si asi face sacrificii pentru tine.
 5 ani 



  Voi continua sa scriu sentimentele mele...cu rost sau fara,ele vor exista aici,vor servi ca amintire sau ca un seif.


           

Thursday, December 05, 2013

shifted emotions

shifted emotions




my dreams involve a passion from my heart
 lost in this world,driven so far,
 far from any reach and beyond.


 you are a word of silence
  is this loud spoken phrase
a book without name.

hidden on a shelf,
 far,far from any reach
reminds a neverending depth
 layer upon layer of shifted emotions
, backgrounded by changing states of mind,
 replenishes the body with constant fear
constant doubt.

 keep second guessing  the reliability of the estranged,
misleading behavior,no emotion what-so-ever
we as humans go a step down on an evolution level.

the masks we used to hide behind
taken us by surprise
they are in control of us
we are a shell of a shell of a spent bullet
no more meaning just sickens the essence.

diluated teardrop in an ocean of rain
all these humans make me go insane
it hurts to find out that I am lost
when I need to be found
shredded shattered ,sceam without any sound.

insomniacal delusions

insomniacal delusions

you were my muse,
my beautiful,
my happy end, my all
your departure rotten my soul, my heart.

miss you in a hurry
 mirrored in a time still
my wandering body
driven by my wondering heart,
leads me to insomnia ,to many thoughts.


although i can sleep i wake up to you,
embedded in my mind,
cant stop thinking at you
my  insomniacal haunt
from the shadows of my brain
why cast this delusional  tricks?
can you feel that i am in hurt? in pain?
or you don't care,
love to drive me insane.


I took you for granted,
but babe I am human,
composed of broken  promises and heart
not skilled in the survival art.

but one thing is true
I really do miss you
even do months have passed
and the alienating process took hold of the game,
give us a couple of days,
 let them pass
you will see ,
that what is in out hearts
makes us lasts.

for a minute in the void
and eternal in this world.


Sunday, September 08, 2013

the time is there,for we who search the pursued tirelessly,and the pursued to be tired of the pursuing
Tell stories

I wish to pursue,a half remembered dream
with you,
you to hold my hand and I to hug you.
Together tell stories and make them come true,
it doesn't matter how big is this world, as long as I got you.
I wished you to known, how much I need(ed) you,
my love come and save me now.
I really need an angel by my side.

Saturday, September 07, 2013

Deep dark night


Deep dark night


Follow you down,beneath the sheats
while you go up,shouting in screams.
While us,we're just playing hide and seek,
deep dark night,devouring our sins.

Let the lust take you by surprise,
loose your breath,choke a little, and die,
Revive your body,your mind is on fire,
burning my love,you burn,fueled with desire,

We fight,scream, and wage wars,
killing each other with slow words,
your voice trembles, as you gasp for air,
your body moves, without despair,

Hearts beat slow and fast at the same time,
we do everything just to survive.

Saturday, August 25, 2012

Life is a riddle


Life is a riddle
sometimes a joke at the sickest level,
a battle for courage a war with the world
and yourself.
 A piece of you in reborning death

Eternal thoughts
of what have you become or lost,
a desire to find unity in us.
To feel love,
to feel pain,
yes we do know harm.
Yes we felt years of sorrow,
and experienced that absolute mere        
and joyful state, of being
wanted, liked and loved.
To be hated ,condemned and judged!
To feel the burden
of the entire world on us.

To feel those knife
planted in our backs,
to feel those angels who pulled
them out,
bandaged our souls
and wished us luck & left.


They all are heavy on the soul,
they keep coming back for more and more.

Tears we shed, for the chaos we bred,
 lies told, mischief prevailed!
We all said fuck this world,
said goodbye for sure.
 Now we accept ,the challenges that lay ahead,
 now we embrace, life how it comes ,
and how it end!
We are fighters, and these we are!

Friday, June 08, 2012

Angels are sinners on earth part II


Angels are sinners and sinners are angels,
they feed upon us, we are their sextoys!
We try to redeem our souls
by fighting those wars…
The devil laughs .its getting worse.
We look in each other’s eyes
 we see lies.


They burn us inside ,claiming us alive.
They want us to feed from the tree of hate,
taunting us that this is the only way!


In this vast forest of sins and sinners ,
you stand as a martyr at the gates of heaven,
archangels come to your delight
 helping you in your fight,
 to destroy saints, as they come
to invite, you to the table of truce.

Sinners, demons angels in front of you
fall to your knees ,begging someone to stop you!
The war machine starts ,it now or never ,
the sound of death, heals your soul.


Making you stronger,
you fight as alone, no friendless ,no allies,
it is just you and them this is war!
Indifference you shout,
as they beg mercy at your feet
look upon them, you end them swift.
You are a martyr, did no harm,
you cleansed this world, cuz your conscience means more.

Driven by hate later misplaced ,
you felt it was your duty,
that honor you warship.
Nobody understands what it means to a man,
to be chosen the savior of mankind.
Heaven and hell they all collide,
right above this world we call home.
… infecting us.


Martyr I am ,
like a phoenix, I reborn from the ashes,
smile at you all,
now war is on earth ,
and there is no heaven and hell.
Its man vs man.
Engineered to by destructive,
death is us .
and we are the killers.

Angels are sinners


Angels are sinners, and sinners are angels.
Burning with lust they devour their love,
flesh on flesh, they seek refuge in us.
In this world of sins,
forever it’s been…

War rages outside, babe we ignite!
A martyr I am, in this forest of sins,
a soldier that fights, a war within.
Sometimes I lose it, start to scream,
I am losing my sanity,
keep questioning my humanity.

This sadness and feelings that hurt
makes up the tears I shed,
for me, for you, and for the entire world.


The angels start feeding on your soul,
nothing lasts forever you know.
Those gates won't hold the devil no more
lusts of the flesh take control.
Drives you crazy, just go with the flow.
Feathers are light, but they ignite!
You burn that picture ,tribute to the sky.
Baby…now you know, you are alive!.


protected by copyright: Demeter Sts. art 1. lin II , legea nr3/9



"love is what keeps us human" demeter

Tuesday, June 05, 2012

Femeia


sa cunosti o gramada de femei,sa fii cu ele  caci femeia este o opera de arta in miscare,fiecare femeie are eleganta ei,rafinamentul ei definita prin eleganta gesturile sale,fiecare femeie are acel savoir-faire, si este o placere sa
o ai alaturi,femeia inseamna viata,si nu este drept sa iti traiesti viata?
cat de frumos este sa le apreciezi sa le iubesti sa vezi cat de unice,dinamice,vibranta sunt si cat de mult te fac sa te simti ca traiesti,acel sentiment,senzatie este sufocant,euforic,intoxicant!

Monday, June 04, 2012

dying appeal

Losing touch we adapt to a mere thought,

insecurity leaves us
breathless beneath all.
Peeling off our shadows ,layered in obvious patterns,
secrets are in us…your lies are so beautiful as you are.

Imagine… picture perfect memories haunting us down
tearing apart what is left of us,
hiding amongst words
we don’t dare to act .

Losing our touch
we silence each other with a muffled gun.
Life is short don’t be afraid to act,
what will happen ,remains between us.


Mislead by a path,
I find myself asphyxiated and left,
to be feed upon by dreams..
 that haunt me while I’m awake.
Only resting ,when I am in deep sleep, and then
I am vulnerable to threats.

Never safe ,but hurt again and again,
seeking refuge ,where others don’t dare to stand :
at the limits of sanity-
there ,where,the chaos began!

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

2012 meet again

same thing,the same old thing.I think she really don't cares,but why I CARE? hmm...why can't I just let loose and say good riddance???

Sunday, September 25, 2011

Dishonest words

Dishonest words

No room in here to feel no emotion whatsoever,
never show fear just superficial love,
find another way to talk.
Blend dishonest words with imperfect verbs,
lie beneath your smile ,tell them so much lies…
believe that and look in their eyes.
Don’t worry ,don’t be shy,
don’t see through your heart, use it  just to pump blood.
Go now and have fun.

Arythmic beats.

Arythmic beats.

Distant touches off that…have been
slightly enjoying the sound of arythmic beats.
War is the peace we all need,
waking up among the cold sheets
no body, no warm chills.
Nights spent in despair, breathing cold air,
getting freaked  out,
ready not for another round.
Sometimes hating what we can’t find,
loves wishes left behind.

Transformed in blind

Transformed in blind

No longer in that situation, everything ended
that closely monitored one, no more.
Likewise feel the rejected side
among that love transformed in blind hate,
Indifference doesn’t give me headaches.
It gives me peace inside the emptiness
of my green eyes.
Relieved through the pain obtained,
motifs are insane….
But the game is never owned,
played over and over,becoming used.

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Sound of a shadow

Sound of a shadow

Like a shadow.. nobody cares,
just a body walking between walls of concrete,
no one shows a look,
nor makes a sound or move.
They don’t care
why live in this world of despair?
Knowing people who don’t know you,
talking to them…you just lose.
We took a step forward and backwards two,
ignorance a blessing, for others a curse.
Constantly evolving , upgrading to worse!
Where are the humans? Where are they?
Why are we so blind ,why aren’t we kind?
Why can’t we walk and maybe learn how to be friends?,
I know we have differences
we cant put them aside .
Let’s just just try.

Life in two

Life in two


Time makes us distant and cold
no matter what we can’t stop.
Maybe we must adapt or compromise,
maybe we must choose between good or worse,
maybe we want that awesome luck…
maybe we want to show our love.
Maybe I want to have you around,
maybe I want to spend my life
loving a girl who I like.

Friday, September 09, 2011

Let me guide you

Let me guide you

Let me guide you
I am right beside you.
Let your pain show itself
I’m here to help.
Let my voice take
 deep root s inside,
every whisper excites.
Every touch makes us want
more and more…
Come on baby, let’s show the world,
how to make love while doing war.

Every time we meet

Every time we meet

Every time we meet,
I  feel the need
to tell all my good deeds.
 To tell and watch, how you react,
to see you smile and laugh,
to feel you happy and sad,
to be right there and help.

Sitting on the swing,
or out boulevarding…
the most important thing
 that you are my right wing.
Each time  I tell,my heart is beating swell,
each moment together ,I wish for forever,
each second is a pleasure!!!
 
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