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Bebeisme-şi-şosete

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Bebeismul este definit ca lingușeală și gângureală

de sophie polansky

opinii_articole_interviuri

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Opinii, articole ?i interviuri

de Adina Ungur

AmaraA

Amara

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"Poet divin, lumina fara moarte m-ajute-n grai iubirea-n veci fierbinte cu care pururi ti-am citit din carte" Infernul - Dante Alighieri This is me for forever One of the lost ones The one without a name Without an honest heart as compass This is me for forever One without a name These lines the last endeavor To find the missing lifeline Nemo - Nightwish Last dance, first kiss Your touch my bliss Beauty always comes with dark thoughts I wish... Wish I had an Angel - Nightwish

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RC

Radu Contes

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The beginning of my childhood was profoundly marked by one of my grandfather’s passions – literature. For him reading, living, the writings of so many did not seem to be enough, so he began writing his own stories that still echo in my memory and in my heart. I remember that one day I went to him and asked “What are you writing about?”. Looking at me for only a second and returning his eyes at the ink stained notebook he answered: “My life”. Regretful, I confess that that was the last dialogue we had. After that I began reading, reading everything he was writing. Two years after his death, I had met someone who changed everything. I stopped reading and began writing myself. It was such a new feeling. It seemed to be never ending. It still feels. Since the first time, you may think I am exaggerating, but it really was the first time I saw her when I felt this sudden urge of writing. Words like “Thank you” seem meaningless compared to the things that you have done for me.

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Dan IordacheDI

Dan Iordache

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Am imigrat cu familia in Québec, Canada. In tara am fost traducator, profesor de istorie si engleza, fotoreporter si jurnalist. In Québec, am reluat studiile de arte plastice, am obtinut un Certificat in Artele Visuale. Din 2002 sunt artist visual profesionist iar din 2003 predau expresiunea artistica (in special pictura acrilica si acuarela).O parte din ce am facut se poate vedea fie pe www.artsquebec.ca (ca Ion Danu) fie pe id.sito.org/yan. I've immigrated to Sherbrooke, Quebec, Canada, with my family. In the old country I was a translator, a history teacher, a reporter, journalist and such. Here, in Quebec, I've did all kind of odd jobs and studied art until I've found my last job as an art teacher (and freelance visual artist). If interested, you can see what I do at : http://id.sito.org/yan/ J'ai imigré au Québec avec ma famille. En Roumanie, j'étais traducteur, professeur d'historie et d'anglais, photo reporter, journaliste. Au Québec, j'ai étudié à l'Université (j'ai une...

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codrin antonoviciCA

codrin antonovici

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I am to be and nothing more

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LS

Leia Skywalker

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I am LadyVader of Borg. You shall be assimilated, Resistance is futile. Poetry is irrelevant. *looks around at the people getting their guns* Ok! Ok! Glumeam!!!

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PR

paul rotaru

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I am That I am nobody son of nobody he who is and he who is not

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ImmortaalI

Immortaal

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I am only here because I cannot delete my account. Please, delete my account!!!

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Ioan StoenicaIS

Ioan Stoenica

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I am my soul, and I have my brain to help me with that. Doar o parte din mine. Ma intereseaza sufletul uman cu toate sentimentele lui (din care sunt atatea de invatat), scrisul si fotografia, care imi permit sa exprim dragoste si bucurie si frumusete si tristete, si bicicleta mea iubita, care ma face sa zbor liber pe drumuri de caramida galbena ce duc catre cer... Mai erau teatrul si tangoul si parca si muzica, dar cred ca pana la urma e vorba de orice ma poate ajuta sa simt si sa exprim sufletul, orice ma poate ajuta sa invat si sa fac sa creasca mintea...

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OC

Olga Cimpoca

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I am a woman in love.

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Viiu OctavianVO

Viiu Octavian

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I am more than meets the eye!

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Come back home

de Florin DeRoxas

When you left, You broke my heart, You let me dreaming Of what is not. You left the memories Of you, A love that I see It wasn’t true. Now I am lost, I feel alone, So, please, my baby, Come back home.

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Anonim, un pahar cu vin, o umbrelă ruptă

de Carmen Sorescu

când ies în oraș e ca și cum aș face dragoste cu un bărbat necunoscut mă așez în el ca-ntr-un fotoliu comod las ness-ul și telecomanda și umblu hai-hui pe străzile lui warning no parking at any time...

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I need to...

de Andrei Dumitrescu

I need to get lost and then to find you, I need the winds and the skies and the eyes of the earth to bring your bones as smiles up to my kingdom come, I need your grave to be my reborn palace your...

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the lost of my presence

de oana maroti

I. Prăfuit și cald Știți vremurile alea, în care bărbații își scoteau nevestele în oraș, la operetă, le scriau poezioare penibile, care le plăceau atât de mult și le aduceau emoționați flori,...

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I was looking for love...

de blue

( after Costache Ioanid) I was looking for love, like for a lost town, Like for a singing heaven in a world of pain, I rushed into life and all that liked my eye, And I only suffered; but heaven was...

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i reject your reality and substitute my own

de bratu marian viorel

pasesc pe usa dubla si inalta pana-n cer a salonului..unui bal! dupa ce mi-am mai slefuit din neuroni cu cateva ape sfintite de la barul cu esente...imi ridic privirea de pe tejghea si-mi adun cu...

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Eu n-am pierdut decît de două ori

de Emily Dickinson

Eu n-am pierdut decît de două ori, Și ce-am pierdut e în pămînt. De două ori eu am cerșit La ușa Domnului preasfînt! Îngerii - au descins de două ori Și m-au despăgubit - Tîlhar! Bancher - Tată...

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Pandora’s destiny

de blue

I feel lost in the world, going nowhere, running nowhere, to find what I look for, my love standing there. I have Pandora’s destiny, to love everybody, but never to know what’s her love...

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