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AJAnkh Joker
They tell us that suicide is the greatest piece of cowardice... that suicide is wrong; when it is quite obvious that there is nothing in the world to which every man has a more unassailable title than to his own life and person. Hi
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Anca Sandu
not much to tell...
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CFCarmen Fenesan
"Well. I'll tell you somethin' about your famous future. Every day I wake up, it's still the present. The same grimy, boring present. I don't think this future thing exists." (Titan AE)
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Anisia Mădălina Sara Trandafir
22.12.1982 / 21.09.1985 Well. It used to be some way. Now, it's just a little bit strange. But I cannot tell the difference!
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mosh craciun
liceu teologic facultate de litere (engleza franceza) cenaclist in facultate ziarist amator la un cotidian apoi redactor cultura-tineret la un saptamanal time will tell what next...
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Hancu George
Inspiration Inspiration Sit down she said, pen me a few lines, tell me of life, love, hopes and dreams. write to me of much happier times When love ruled your heart, and life it seemed Was full of possibilities, plans and endless schemes. I took up the challenge, and began to write, Of life, of love and hopes and dreams, Words flowed like rivers, as I wrote them down, Thinking all the while of the lady I'd found To inspire my thoughts, and urge me on, To make something beautiful, maybe a song. Into the small hours, I toiled away, writing down lines, throwing them away. 'Twas then that I realised, that the happier times That she spoke of and wanted, were not of that time. For the happier times were not from long ago, But were here with me now, and now I know, That 'twas the love for this lady, that made my words flow, And to write something beautiful, for her, her alone. I wrote of life, and my living with her, Of love, her in my arms forever more, Of hopes, a future for us so bright,...
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TDTeo Dobre
What happened to this song we once knew so well? Signed promise for moments caught within the spell... What happened to wonders we once knew so well? Did we forget what happened, surely we can't tell...
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Felicia Mariana Orban
"Nu sunt ce par a fi - Nu sunt Nimic din ce-aș fi vrut să fiu! Dar fiindcă m-am născut fără să știu, Sau prea curând Sau poate prea târziu... M-am resemnat, ca orice bun creștin, Si n-am rămas decât..." Cea care sunt!... Mai concret: Numele meu este, așa cum scrie in caseta de sus, Felicia Mariana Orban. Data nașteri: 7 februarie 1978. 1993 – 1997 Liceul Teoretic "Al. I Cuza" – Ploiești (profilul Chimie – Biologie) 1998 – 2002 Facultatea de Limbi și Literaturi Străine din cadrul Universității "Spiru Haret" București, specializarea Engleză – Germană. Momentan… visătoare. În viitorul apropiat… profesoară. Mai târziu… time will tell! După cum se vede, n-ar fi prea multe de spus despre mine. Cum am început să scriu: îmi aduc vag aminte că am scris câteva poezii prin clasele primare (parca erau despre mama…), dar la modul serios am început să scriu în liceu. O părere negativă m-a făcut însă să renunț la un moment dat și am reînceput să scriu acum un an și trei luni, adică prin februarie...
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FSFriedrich von Schiller
*10.11.1759 in Marbach, +09.05.1805 in Weimar Friedrich Schiller studierte auf der Hohen Karlsschule in Stuttgart Recht und Medizin. Die drakonische Erziehung an dieser Schule hat seinen legendären Freiheitsdrang wesentlich geprägt. Das erste Drama Schillers, „Die Räuber“ (1781), ist die künstlerische Ernte seiner jugendlichen Abrechnung mit der herzoglichen Willkür. Weitere dramatische Werke im Geist der Sturm-und-Drang-Bewegung flossen aus Schillers Feder in den Jahren 1783 – 1784: „Die Verschwörung des Fiesco zu Genua“ und „Kabale und Liebe“. Seine Dramen „Don Carlos“, „Wallenstein“, „Maria Stuart“, „Die Jungfrau von Orleans“, „Die Braut von Messina“ und „Wilhelm Tell“ trugen wesentlich zum Erfolg der deutschen Klassik bei. Von Schillers lyrischen Werken sind besonders die Balladen (zumindest die Titel) für viele Menschen heute noch ein Begriff: „Der Taucher“, „Der Ring des Polykrates“, „Die Kraniche des Ibykus“, „Die Bürgschaft“. Auch als Historiker hat Schiller sich versucht....
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PAPanescu Octavian Alin
Petre Vulcan Junior alin.panescu@yahoo.ro Parola e mail 12alin Petre vulcan Parola pagina literara 1234al Prima oara am scris o poezie ,dedicata mamei ,la 10 ani,invatat de tatal meu,el era secretar la Cenaclul Columna, pe timpul Magistrului,Titu Radoi,si visul lui era sa-i spun ,,Batrane,,cum isi spun toti Columnistii. , a fost tata bibliotecar la biblioteca judeteana geberal cridtian tell?, corespondent la radio romania actualitati Am participat la o expozitie de pictura ,cu clasa a VIII-a ,cand eram la Scoala Generala ,la Muzeul Judetean. Am participat la Cenaclul Litua,de la Casa Tineretului. Am participat la Cenaclul de la Casa Sindicatelor. Am participat la Cenaclul Columna trei ani la Teatrul de Vara,dupa alti trei ani in care nu am fost primit,am fost reprimit la Cenaclul Columna,la Magnolia,acum se tine la Centrul Judetean Cultural,sala Titu Radoi,inca un an Am calculator,computer,din februarie -acum noua ani,deci, Culturalizarea Maselor. Am trimis poezii la concursuri in...
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Tell S3ll
de Stefan Michailovich
în fiecare zi ne vând rătăciți printre facturile la lumină și la căldură fiecare zi ne-o vând cu suta de grame ACUM numai 0.99 respriă dacă poți iluzia că-i gratis timpul începe să ni se măsoare în...
Promise land - America
de Florin DeRoxas
Show me a way That I should understand: Why is America The promise land? Tell me the story That you want to sell, And maybe, just maybe, I will understand: Why everybody Is saying that, When in this...
just a song I like right now
de Alina
It could be all so simple but you'd rather make it hard loving you is like a battle and we both end up with scars Tell me who I have to be to get some reciprocity no one loves you more than me and no...
goodbye to the self
de alexi ionescu
a light shouting in your mind the presence of loneliness coming from behind and what is silence if not a cure spoken forever, never listened for sure i really hurt you with my pain no silly arguments...
The Self-Seeker
de Robert Frost
Willis, I didn\'t want you here to-day: The lawyer\'s coming for the company. I\'m going to sell my soul, or, rather, feet. Five hundred dollars for the pair, you know.\" \"With you the feet have...
The Final Cut
de Pink Floyd
Through the fish-eyed lens of tear stained eyes I can barely define the shape of this moment in time And far from flying high in clear blue skies I\'m spiralling down to the hole in the ground where...
Ah, vocabularul!(do you take sugar with that?)
de Nicoleta Stefanescu
sau cum se poate aplica (yeah!) legea pruteanu în sens invers și în traduceri libere de tot (like, you know, “Revenge of the Nerds”) Avem oră de “dirigenție”: directorul răcnește din toți rărunchii...
An everlasting love
de Filip Ruxandra
It was the middle of the night when he first saw me. I was no bigger then 5 centimeters and I was looking into the mirror, dressed in my new little white dress. I didn’t realize till late that I was...
The Axe Helve
de Robert Frost
I\'ve known ere now an interfering branch Of alder catch my lifted axe behind me. But that was in the woods, to hold my hand From striking at another alder\'s roots, And that was, as I say, an alder...
Caviar alb, olimpiadă neagră, poiană roșie
de serban georgescu
Există fragmente de lectură care, prin ele însele, ”scoase din context” (cum spun profesioniștii), nepăsătoare la tot ce le înconjoară și chiar față de cel care le-a creat, au darul de a provoca...