A bilingual (English & Romanian) personal journal of more or less rhyming thoughts.
Wishing for the nightThe whole fatigue disappearsIn a cold embrace
How big the shadowOf a torrid summer dayA thunderstorm's scent
One follows mastersOn paths not ever takenParadises lie
Glimpses of musicRunning through one's funeralA whole life's verses
The falling waterIn the thoughts of yesterdayLife naked wanders
The total darknessEating one's soul from insideTill one sees the stars
Walking on the streetsAs if we're slowly drowningCold melting asphalt
Distant violinsCluster night's fugitive soundsScattered galaxies
The eyes of the nightBlink under a summer's spellThe green leaves from home
Snowballs of hopesGet thrown in one's faceSummer's blunders
Repetitive thoughtsIn the search of an impulseCold summer evening
One looks for meaningsIn butterflies' rapid flightA day vanishes
Wealthy pagodaOne may hear the gods laughingOf one's humbleness
Mutating feelingsFollow a swarm of wild thoughtsChaotic order
The hearts that breakThe shells wide openA settling place
We have the whole timeTo feel this summer's passingThrough a door's window
If I'd find a placeTo hold you in an embraceA heart for a heart
Voices from aboveBreak the whole sky in thundersPouring summer rain
Sweeping the floorFor a Buddha's bowlSand in my shoes
Climbing two storiesTo a mountain's top buildingA window with dreams
Table for twoIt's just the echoOf my own voice
The monsters we catchWithin glimpses of the eyesOf past live stories
The rage of shadowsCast upon one's solitudeThe fear of the damned
How strange the lightFalls upon a tomb's marbleShort eternity
The safety of mindsCaught in a words' old mirageA cage in mirrors
Fishing for new thoughtsIn seas of old ideasHigh-floating dense weeds
A thousand pathsLurking in one's choiceA devil's smile
An old boat sailingThrough the cold-deepening fogA morning's light ghost
A sudden wind blowA mind's old flurriesPlay with the silence
Life's asymmetriesIn chaotic daily flightA mind's rough puzzles
Perfumed soap bubblesSupporting each other's weightDistorted mirrors