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reflection

de Sopov Joana

A sad tiny figure lays shivering on the cold floor, by dark empty silence surrounded.Her voice mumbles words so angry yet so faint , no one can hear her. blind,stumbling through the dark she make...

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A Better Resurrection

de Christina Rossetti

I have no wit, no words, no tears; My heart within me like a stone Is numbed too much for hopes or fears. Look right, look left, I dwell alone; I lift mine eyes, but dimmed with grief No everlasting...

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ceea ce cautam noi nu se gaseste aici

de Adina Pietrosanu

\"...ceea ce cautam noi nu se gaseste aici...\" Incerc sa imi tin picioarele pe pamant in timp ce mainile se misca in aer intr-o muzica pe care o aud doar eu. M-am intrebat mereu oare cum ar suna...

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Come to me

de bayar

Come to me to the darkest woods In the darkest place of the planet, Join me through the creeping trees That embrace me with their frozen branches. Search me in the reigning darkness While I watch...

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Letter to the Horizon

de Sepia

A thousand secrets you behold In your dreams and wishes; If wiser minds you shall unfold Great storms will seem you swishes. So many heavens wrap your steps Until you\'re dust to Heaven, But still,...

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Fade in obscurity

de Aiongraphics

Alone! Waiting for sunset, To rise my memories full of scar, Like nails that driven through my heart. Darkness lays over me beyond the harmony, Fating soul fallen deep in obscurity. Alone like a...

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FROZEN

de Anca Pepelea

- MADONNA - You only see what your eyes want to see How can life be what you want it to be You\'re frozen When your heart\'s not open You\'re so consumed with how much you get You waste your time...

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Frozen

de Florin Hulubei

pistolul descărcat pe noptieră țipătul fiarei în noapte ambalajul de chipsuri lumea dând buzna în fast-food electricitatea alergând prin cabluri scânteia nevăzută la capătul lor miros de carne arsă...

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Frozen

de Ionescu Alexandru

Am început să număr lunile, pline de o vigoare necunoscută. Am uitat somnul, am uitat pernele moi ale fotoliului din sufragerie, am uitat trândăvia zilelor de sâmbătă și duminică. Ah, timpul......

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The Wood-Pile

de Robert Frost

Out walking in the frozen swamp one gray day I paused and said, \'I will turn back from here. No, I will go on farther- and we shall see\'. The hard snow held me, save where now and then One foot...

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Cyberia

de Coana Loenida

Straining to reach you Across the frozen wasteland Of Cyberia

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What You Offered Me...

de Tia

Snow...white and pure Slowly falling toward the frozen earth... I stare out the window carefully watching its every move... Lost in my thoughts...of me...of you, The distance and time between us. The...

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Still...

de Crisan Iulian

Blood and mists Just silence… Eternal struggle between graves of time My lips are frozen My eyes, made of crystal I am made of nothing… I hear, but not your voice I see, but not your essence I feel,...

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Mending Wall

de Robert Frost

Something there is that doesn\'t love a wall, That sends the frozen ground swell under it, And spills the upper boulders in the sun; ANd makes gaps even two can pass abreast. The work of hunters is...

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Canto 49

de Ezra Pound

For the seven lakes, and by no man these verses: Rain; empty river; a voyage, Fire from frozen cloud, heavy rain in the twilight Under the cabin roof was one lantern. The reeds are heavy; bent; and...

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EgoPHobia #26

de Sorin - Mihai Grad

De câteva zile pe www.egophobia.ro puteți citi EgoPHobia #26, care cuprinde: ~ editorial >>> Ștefan Bolea – Frozen Spring ~ invitat >>> Petrișor Militaru – Cosmin Dragoste – invitatul din EgoPHobia...

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Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

de Robert Frost

Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a...

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Sacrament

de Coana Loenida

\"Your turn or mine?\" \"I think you went last time, I\'ll go.\" He slips from the bed and pads into the kitchen. The blinds are up but he doesn\'t move to shut them: it\'s late and dark, if the...

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on the stairs of your house

de adriana

On the stairs of your house There’s a letter in my hand. Yours. I wrote it on the stairs of your house While waiting. Don’t you remember the day my heart went on a strike? That wet summer...

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STOPPING BY WOODS ON A SNOWY EVENING

de Robert Frost

Whose woods these are I think I know . His house is in the village though ; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow . My little horse must think is queer To stop without...

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