A bilingual (English & Romanian) personal journal of more or less rhyming thoughts.
Many faces One's love embraces But the self
The moments we've found In eternities we've lost One's roads in unknown
One can count the loves By the moments of sorrow That often return
Does the moonlight Asks how old sun's light Travelled away
How do you call A cold summer breeze By its sorrow
Strange attractors Looking for consistency In mid of chaos
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Strange attractorsIn search for consistencyIn mid of chaos
Longest poem Starts in silence Ends in silence
One never starts Not knowing the end Where do winds go
It looks for saviors Unable to find thyself Winds storm in valleys