Nane Samargescu

One of my favourite ways of relaxing is listening to the recordings of one of our great actors, namely, Toma Caragiu. He had some voice..I mean you could hear him if you were in the last row. He has

we are here and seems we are gone around us fences of water wherever you look only despair.

When the night lays its curtain on everything and the way home seems to narrow the elegant sun is to blame hidden through the fences Or maybe is the moon whose pale shadow falls on the

The poets should not be ever touched by the shivering eyelid of those who read them Ask them what they think Watch them they will stop for a while from working Letting go the pencil in

She, alone, at the window Full moon On the street shapes and lights sleep on the asphalt On the other side , He yawns roundly and heartily. The shadows awake And wave then carry on

I’d like to wake one sunny morning Between two white fairies Which should be, a little ,twins One having the simple name : “what_day_is_today_tell_me_what_day” and the other, with a cup

Quiero oir una canción, no sé cuál , puede ser , una igual que mi alma , que tú conoces tan bien. Creo que me gustara

We live in a century of speed. Because of it , we start to spend less and less time with those that are dear to us. Or had been?! The contact with our family is threatened to be lost, especially

I am not a poet, I just know how to write, To feel, to cry. My muses are Life, And the

Estoy mirando la gente Y con los dedos toco la lluvia Pero sé que en algún lugar estás tú, Y así cada día llego a ser más fuerte. Sé que tú me

You\'ve seen me in different colours, Painted me within the stars, walking on rainbows, Learning from birds how to fly, Oh yes, you\'ve seen

Don\'t tell, Or do so, It shouldn\'t be a secret, Just don\'t change when you feel,