A bilingual (English & Romanian) personal journal of more or less rhyming thoughts.
Outcries of sorrowFill the gaps of wild thundersWall-pushing shelling
A city's ruinsFallen through the rainSheet-iron raindrops
A shells' patterGone wild through orchidA war's wind
Muddled old bootsCaught into the groundTwo feet under
White cherry blossomsRuffled by machine-gun fireAll turned into red
So many angelsIn flight over the ruinsNo peace till midnight
A lion's mirrorMay catch a lookingOf old silly cats
A king's armyClean old boots waitingFor a blood's touch
A last breathless kissThe pallid understanding How one should have lived
A few blossomsNo substitutionFor the whole spring
Cold-burning steelA scrap of moonlightFor better days
Greening blossomsUnder a soldier's bootsNo time for spring
Fields of sunflowerGrow in soldiers' eyesA mother's tears
The hopes of peaceCover the white wallsBroken pictures
How blue the skyBetween falling bombsStar-gazing souls
Acid dropletsWash the sins of warRivers of red