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A HAPPY FACE
The depths of one's life,
Who will understand them?
Perhapse,the same nature?
The same friend?
On the other side,
The same heart's beat,
The same clock,ticking.now,brings past in future..
Memories,returned again?!
There are days with clear sky,
But the rainy ones,show a sign of life..
There are nights with full moon,but why?
Why the tears are,on the other side,
Oasis in the desert?
It is said that the desert is full with sand,
Alike the empty heart a dry land..
It is said that the oasis of desert,is place of relief..very interesting;
So alike,when a woman cry,her tears,are sootheing..
It is said that the rose,now blooming..
So alike,people,when they learn to smile;
But alike the rose,now,bloomed,then,fade,
So alike,people,now live,tomorrow,die..
What was supposed be a smile of a little mermaid,
It is lost,alike a ship in the Bermude's Triangle..and the question is "why?";
When a deer runs through the forest,
Is not scared of something;
The deer,just runs..but some people think that she's afraid..
But,how many of them asked themselves if not,somehow,the deer,when runs,she's searching for water,for a place of rest?! !?
So alike,some people,when they run of something,when they hide a pain..
In their deepest archives of their mind,they took above themselves the blame..
They forget to smile..
Those who live in past,
Realise the present,
Think about the future
And this way,their are lost..
Lost between real and un-real..
There is no present,
But lives,
Lives in the melancholy of past,
But only future brings trust..
Only the present,remove tears,
Only the smile,brings life,
Only the sadness,death..
One day,there was a little child,
And she had a little pet..
But wasn't a dog,was a wolf who now,wild,
Showd that past times,unleash in present..
But,so much heart had the little one,
She looked in the wolf's eyes..
The wolf was gone..
Some say that the wolf represents the Moon,
That they are guardians of the underworld..
Some others,say that are the negative memories,
Memories returned from past to present,haunting..
Some aspects of my poem,have no rhymes,
Alike your smile,as only showd outside,
Fragments of my verses,simple lines..
So alike,some key-words,in the poem,showd depth,inside...
Hard reality u may describe,
Through the horror,gothic,fantasy,
Its reliefing,somehow,makes u feel alive;
Sometimes,in melancholy..
One for to live,
Has to breathe..
That's why,for some others,poems,are as fresh air..
But,sometimes,to be able to breathe,ones need to smile..
@Th3Mirr0r
The depths of one's life,
Who will understand them?
Perhapse,the same nature?
The same friend?
On the other side,
The same heart's beat,
The same clock,ticking.now,brings past in future..
Memories,returned again?!
There are days with clear sky,
But the rainy ones,show a sign of life..
There are nights with full moon,but why?
Why the tears are,on the other side,
Oasis in the desert?
It is said that the desert is full with sand,
Alike the empty heart a dry land..
It is said that the oasis of desert,is place of relief..very interesting;
So alike,when a woman cry,her tears,are sootheing..
It is said that the rose,now blooming..
So alike,people,when they learn to smile;
But alike the rose,now,bloomed,then,fade,
So alike,people,now live,tomorrow,die..
What was supposed be a smile of a little mermaid,
It is lost,alike a ship in the Bermude's Triangle..and the question is "why?";
When a deer runs through the forest,
Is not scared of something;
The deer,just runs..but some people think that she's afraid..
But,how many of them asked themselves if not,somehow,the deer,when runs,she's searching for water,for a place of rest?! !?
So alike,some people,when they run of something,when they hide a pain..
In their deepest archives of their mind,they took above themselves the blame..
They forget to smile..
Those who live in past,
Realise the present,
Think about the future
And this way,their are lost..
Lost between real and un-real..
There is no present,
But lives,
Lives in the melancholy of past,
But only future brings trust..
Only the present,remove tears,
Only the smile,brings life,
Only the sadness,death..
One day,there was a little child,
And she had a little pet..
But wasn't a dog,was a wolf who now,wild,
Showd that past times,unleash in present..
But,so much heart had the little one,
She looked in the wolf's eyes..
The wolf was gone..
Some say that the wolf represents the Moon,
That they are guardians of the underworld..
Some others,say that are the negative memories,
Memories returned from past to present,haunting..
Some aspects of my poem,have no rhymes,
Alike your smile,as only showd outside,
Fragments of my verses,simple lines..
So alike,some key-words,in the poem,showd depth,inside...
Hard reality u may describe,
Through the horror,gothic,fantasy,
Its reliefing,somehow,makes u feel alive;
Sometimes,in melancholy..
One for to live,
Has to breathe..
That's why,for some others,poems,are as fresh air..
But,sometimes,to be able to breathe,ones need to smile..
@Th3Mirr0r
ROMANIAN VERSION
Punctele culminante ale vietii cuiva,
Cine le va intelege?
Poate,aceeasi natura?
Acelasi prieten?
Pe partea cealalta,
Aceeasi bataie de inima,
Acelasi ceas,ticaind,acum,adunce trecutul in viitor..
Amintiri,reintoarse?!
Sunt zile cu cer senin,
Dara cele ploioase,arata un semn de viata..
Sunt nopti cu luna plina,dar de ce?
De ce lacrimile sunt,pe cealalta parte,
Oaza in desert?
Se spune ca desrtul e plin de nisip,
Precum si inima goala,un pamant sterp..
Se spune ca oaza desertului,este loc de odihna..foarte interesant;
La fel,cand o femeie plange,lacrimile ei,sunt mangaietoare..
Se spune ca trandafirul,acum infloreste..
Si asa,oamenii,cand invata sa zambeasca;
Dar precum trandafirul,acum,inflorit,apoi,ofilit,
Tot asa,oamenii,acum traiesc,maine,mor..
Ce s-a presupus a fi zambetul unei mici sirene,
E pierdut,precum o nava in Triunghiul Bermudelor..iar intrebarea e "de ce?";
Cand o caprioara alearga prin padure,
Nu este speriata de ceva;
Caprioara,doar alearga..dar unii oameni gandesc ca-i e frica..
Dara,cati dintre ei s-au intrebat daca nu cumva,caprioara,cand alearga,cauta apa,un loc in care sa se odihneasca?! !?
Si asa,unii oameni,cand fug de ceva,ei ascund o durere..
In arhivele cele mai adanci ale mintii lor,ei si-au luat vina asupra lor..
Ei uita sa zambeasca..
Cei ce traiesc in trecut,
Realizeaza prezentul,
Se gandesc la viitor
Si asa,ei sunt pierduti..
Pierduti intre real si ireal..
Nu mai este prezent,
Dar traiesc,
Traiesc in melancolia trecutului,
Si doar viitorul aduce incredere..
Doar prezentul,inlatura lacrimi,
Doar zambetul,aduce viata,
Doar tristetea,moarte..
Demult,a fost un copila,
Iar ea a avut un mic animal//
Dar nu a fost un caine,a fost un lup,ce acum,salbatic,
Aratase ca timpurile trecute,se dezlantuie in prezent..
Dara,asa inima larga avuse micuta,
De s-a uitat in ochii lupului..
Lupul,a disparut..
Intr-un fel,lupul reprezinta Luna,
Caci cei ca el sunt pazitori ai tenebrelor..
Altii,spun ca sunt memorii negative,
Amintiri rasfranse din trecut in prezent,bantuind..
Unele aspecte ale poemului meu,nu au rime,
Precum zambetul tau,aratat doar in afara,
Fragmente ale versurilor mele,linii simple..
Tot asa,unele cuvinte cheie,in poem,arata dedesubturile,in interior...
Realitate dura poti descrie,
Prin groaza,gotic,fantezie,
Este linistitoare cumva,te face sa te simti in viata;
Uneori,in melancolie..
Cineva,ca sa traiasca,
Tre' sa respire..
De aceea,pentru unii,poemele,sunt precum aerul curat..
Dar uneori,ca sa poata respira,unii au nevoie sa zambeasca..
@Th3Mirr0r