Monday, 4 July 2016

Ciompunere

Am avut parte
Atat de articole
Publicarte
Cat si de pericole.

Eu sunt asta si
Ma voi depasi
E foarte ironic
Stilul meu laconic.


Sunday, 3 July 2016

Vorbeste in minte

as vrea sa alung
tot ce m-a durut.
vorbesti in mime,
vorbeste in mine!

nu poti sa dormi
prin flori de nori.
cand o sa mori
dintre muritori?

Cu mine

As vrea sa alung
Tot ce m-a durut.
tu prietene vezi
cu ochii limpezi?

De obicei masor
dar tot nu ma-nsor.
vorbesti cu mime
In loc de rime.

The angry gypsy

and another one calls
me an idiot.
everything stalls
for the hipiot.

I may be awkward
when raping the warden
with the sword
of my lover.


Saturday, 2 July 2016

Respect

censorship haressed
me longing for a caress.
Today I smiled without
anything but doubt.

I smiled and thought
of your silly mouth...
here's s verse you'd inspect:
The clown deserves respect.


Rupere de mori

Astept si asteptarea ma asteapta
La fel ca judecata cea dreapta
Dar Mme judeca cu mana stanga
Ca o baba natanga vrea s-o franga.

Hai sa facem ceva pentru ovatie
Sa ciompunem ceva cu mortivatie
In nebunie fragilului fluture
Ii place durerea asta de rupere.


Friday, 1 July 2016

Gratitude

I found out our two roads
Don't have to be full of loads.
I found out your compliment
Relieved me of my complement.

And then instead of weighting a tone
I was thinking me as the one.
The automatic machine now feels
Like it should deal with the hills.