"and you my love" – 5567 rezultate
0.03 secundeMeilisearchHal Sirowitz
Pretending We went to Dan Lynch's, & listened to White musicians pretending that they were Black. And the people next to us jumped up & down, pretending that they were rock stars. And I put my hand on your knee, pretending that I was your lover. You remained aloof. Why did you have to be the only one who insisted on being yourself?
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DRDavide Rondoni
Poezie: La frontiera della ginestra, (The Frontier of the Broom Flower), Quinta Generazione 1985 O les invalids, N.c.e. 1988 A rialzare i capi pioventi (To Raise the Raining Heads), N.c.e., Guaraldi, 1993 Nel tempo delle cose cieche (In The Time of Blind Things), N.c.e., 1995 Il bar del tempo (The Bar of Time), Guanda, 1999, (Winner of Montale, Camaiore, Metauro, S. Domenichino, and Caput Gauri prizes) Non sei morto, amore (You Are Not Dead, Love), Quaderni del battello ebbro, 2001 Avrebbe amato chiunque (He Would Have Loved Anyone), Guanda, 2003 Antologii editate: Preghiera della Vergine (The Virgin’s Prayer), Marietti, 2003Dante Alighieri, Commedia (Comedy), Rizzoli, 2001 Il pensiero dominante: Antologia della Poesia italiana 1970-2000 (The Dominant Thought, Anthology of Italian Poetry 1970-2000), Garzanti, 2001 Leopardi, l’amore (Leopardi, Love), Garzanti, 1999 Charles Péguy, Lui è qui (He is Here), Rizzoli, 1999 Ada Negri, Mia giovinezza (My Youth), Rizzoli, 1996 La sfida...
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Nitu Alexandru
Nothin much , just another soul :) . Hope you'l enjoy my work and i'm looking forwoard lots of comments :)
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Radu Contes
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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Tudor Damian
My name is Tudor Damian, but friends call me Tudy. I was born April 12, 1984, in Bistrita, Romania. I have been living in Cluj-Napoca since 2003. A few things about me: I work in System Administration for a hosting company in the US, and I’m interested in technology, web standards and systems and network security. I also like anything that has to do with astronomy & astrology, photography, chess, logic puzzles, new-age music and oriental philosophy. As far as my literary preferences go, I like "classic" Sci-Fi (Isaac Asimov, Frank Herbert, Arthur C. Clarke, Douglas Adams) and English poetry (William Blake, Edgar Allan Poe). Over the years, I won a few prizes at local and national poetry and prose contests, and had my texts published in a few magazines. You can find more info about me, and some of the texts I've written on my personal web page (www.tudy.ro).
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SCStefan Ciobanasu
Which way is the right path, as I stand upon This chaotic crossroads of hate... How many ways are there to roam On this dark and damned road of fate... "There are many ways, my son, to find where the souls of demons remain...But it takes only one second of despair and of doubt Until at last, your soul, they will gain... Inherit these lands, these things, these dreams That are yours, forever, to adore... For there is no life, in the depths of chaos, my son, For you to explore... C. Vincent Metzen - 'The Initiate' All I ever craved were the two dreams I shared with you. One I now have, will the other one ever dream remain. For yours I truly wish to be. Nightwish - Ever Dream
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MNMillosh Gjergj Nikolla
Millosh Gjergj Nikolla (October 13, 1911 - August 26, 1938) was an Albanian poet born in Shkodër, Albania. Migjeni, pen name of Millosh Gjergj Nikolla, was born in Shkodra. In a letter of 12 January 1936 written to translator Skënder Luarasi (1900-1982) in Tirana, Migjeni announced, "I am about to send my songs to press. Since, while you were here, you promised that you would take charge of speaking to some publisher, ‘Gutemberg’ for instance, I would now like to remind you of this promise, informing you that I am ready." Two days later, Migjeni received the transfer he had earlier requested to the mountain village of Puka and on 18 April 1936 began his activities as the headmaster of the run-down school there. The clear mountain air did him some good, but the poverty and misery of the mountain tribes in and around Puka were even more overwhelming than that which he had experienced among the inhabitants of the coastal plain. Many of the children came to school barefoot and hungry, and...
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DIDan Iordache
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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Carmen Harra
Carmen Harra in her own words: Even as a little girl growing up in Romania, I knew I was different. After a near-death experience at age five, I was able to see things others couldn\'t. Everyone who has had a near-death experience describes the sensation of \"going toward the light.” In this parallel world, extraordinary light energy surrounds you and you see an inexpressibly beautiful light. There is no negativity and no anger or sadness, only love. It is a perfect, glowing world, filled with dazzling insights and pure truth, the way our Creator meant it to be. I\'ve never forgotten the lessons this experience taught me. Why, I wondered, wasn\'t life on Earth like this? This parallel world, which I call the Invisible World, is just as real as the physical world here on Earth. It is even more real because the people there are souls unencumbered by ego, emotions, and attachment to material things. Without these negative distractions, souls exist harmoniously in love, joy, and peace. On...
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AJadrian jigăranu
25 iunie 1985 Are you a child of the free to be you and me generation And are you in tune with the world around you I am a child of the free to be you and me generation And I am with you in being in tune We shall bring change to this place Listen to the whistle of the planet twirlin through space Singin la la la la la la to the human race (she says) I believe I am the flower of life, the earth And the ocean oh oh I believe I feel the power of light, vibrate All around me oh oh I believe you are the children of the one great spirit, oh oh Are you a child of the free to be you and me generation And are you confused with the world around you I am a child of the free to be you and me generation And I am with you in being confused Children children can you hear it Listen to the riddle in the melody by great spirit Singin la la la la la la theres nothin to it (he says) I believe I am the flower of life, the air And the sunshine oh oh I believe I am the power of light, the motive For the...
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and you my love
de dan petrut camui
caut prin lucrurile tale ceva ce credeam că e dreptul meu să păstrez nopțile în care luna rămânea pe buza paharului vinul ce rămânea în noi cei rămași cu privirea agățată de cuiul unui vers în care...
Hey, That\'s No Way To Say Goodbye
de Leonard Cohen
I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm, your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm, yes, many loved before us, I know that we are not new, in city and in forest they smiled...
MARIA MAGDALENA
de cantece celebre
I N T R O (12 Takte Synthiesolo) You take my love you want my sun I would be crazy to share your life why can\'t you see what I am shuffle your senses and turn the life hurt me and you\'ll understand...
EMSHA
de Olariu Fabian
Acum taci. Încearca sa scrii mai departe Ignora-ti constiinta. Gândeste aparte... Usor usor totul...dispare din fata ta Si, – uite! – lumina. Caldura. Tradarea. Dulcea tradare. Încet, încet dispare...
I do not love you except because I love you
de Pablo Neruda
I do not love you except because I love you; I go from loving to not loving you, From waiting to not waiting for you My heart moves from cold to fire. I love you only because it\'s you the one I...
Always on my mind
de George
You are always on my mind You are so sweet and caring Sweetheart, you are one of a kind You are on my mind day and night When I sleep, I always dream of you Knowing everything will work out right I...
LOVE CAGE
de Perdaica Andreea Claudia
You\'re there,before me,my love only you,always you before me my love, keeping out the sun,screening the moon, no one within sight any more,my love and you,growing out of yourself,from my lost,now...
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...
apiculturism
de Florin Branza
love is pain i will give you all my love and watch you twist and scream eu am scris-o pe asta poetic, nu? ca virgulă căldura sentimentului de lapte vărsat deasupra căruia putem să plângem we can cry...
Metamorphosys
de Petrea Laurentiu Cristian
If you were sea A shore I\'d be Waiting so much To feel your touch; To feel your kiss On my dry lips Thirsty for love, Sent from above. I hope that tide Can be your guide, And lead you through My...