"snowing in Rakek" – 21 rezultate
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DADîrzu Andrei-Ovidiu
I'm Alunelu from Hunedoara, Romania, a graduating student from Informatics College, a becoming artist. My hobbies are: reading books and the imitative arts. I am a funny person and I make the people around me to laugh. When I am sad I am not showing it directly. The sadness is shown many times through the verses I write.
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November
de Ovidiu Tarau
It\'s raining in the streets...and in my head, And nobody could stop the falling rain... I can\'t fight anymore with all this pain... I cannot even think - my thoughts are dead - But where in this...
Light As The Breeze
de Leonard Cohen
She stands before you naked you can see it, you can taste it, and she comes to you light as the breeze. Now you can drink it or you can nurse it, it don\'t matter how you worship as long as you\'re...
Aquarius
de Phyllis Gotlieb
The slow clock whorls of snails mark time here; such calendars patterned earlier dark ooze into reluctant longitudes. Fluted they give lipservice over sand and slime, dance, hornbranching one-footed...
Bowery Blues
de Jack Kerouac
The story of man Makes me sick Inside, outside, I don\'t know why Something so conditional And all talk Should hurt me so. I am hurt I am scared I want to live I want to die I don\'t know Where to...
On Truth and Lies in a Nonmoral Sense
de Friedrich Nietzsche
On Truth and Lies in a Nonmoral Sense (1873) By Friedrich Nietzsche Once upon a time, in some out of the way corner of that universe which is dispersed into numberless twinkling solar systems, there...
ecoul unui vis
de Dana Stanescu
oare când ne vom părăsi casele săpate adânc în munte legate doar prin scări suspendate oare când vom coborî să ne ținem de mână în cercuri largi din ce în ce mai largi respirând cu toții în același...
Not my type
de Coana Loenida
He is not what I expected In fact, he is totally not my type Or at least the type that I have always been attracted to But he is the type Tall, dark, dangerous looking The kind that ooze masculinity...
Birds
de Saint-John Perse
A man at sea, feeling noon in the air, lifts his head at this wonder: a white gull opened on the sky, like a woman\'s hand before the flame of a lamp, elevating in daylight the pink translucence of a...
THE GRIFFIN
de Alina Mihai
I took the path of silence and of black night The sunlit world was far behind me The grass swayed gently in the moonlight And trees were tall, and starry sky And yet all these I could not see. On...
I’m getting sentimental over you
de carstea anca-cristina
I said god what’s with my fingerprints sweating tenderness on the edge of the senses? cause you see: somehow, there’s no one in sight and not many tears are to dry. but then it all just flew through...
Sonnet LXXVI
de William Shakespeare
Why is my verse so barren of new pride, So far from variation or quick change? Why with the time do I not glance aside To new-found methods and to compounds strange? Why write I still all one, ever...
Dracula
de Bram Stoker
Chapter 13 - Dr. Seward\'s Diary The funeral was arranged for the next succeeding day, so that Lucy and her mother might be buried together. I attended to all the ghastly formalities, and the urbane...
despre azi
de Bodea Diana Mihaela
Traim o era a depersonalizarii. Multi oameni nu mai stiu exact cine sunt sau ce sunt, stiu doar ce vor sau ce le trebuie - adik bani. Mi se pare cel putin grotesc ca banul sa aiba o valoare atat de...
Lifting the Angel*
de Gabriel Dedula Septimius
Și iată-mă din nou la metrou, la Piața Hurmuzachi, încercând să-mi fac loc prin fluviul de oameni ce se scurgeau spre locul unde avea să se întâmple extraordinarul, paranormalul, evenimentul fără...
昼
de Marian C Ghilea
夏の昼、 しこうの流れ 夜が待つ。 Natsu no hiru, Shikou no nagare Yoru ga matsu. Somera tagmez, Fluado de la...
acea undă staționară de pe suprafața ferestrei Mihai, stiu ca(posibil) doar eu fac o apreciere \"fara acoperire\" dar te asigur ca nu-s subversiv sau urmaresc niste intentii de \"showing off\"; anyway...
la deasupra în jur iar apoi înăuntru de Mihai Tița
Nu-mi plac deloc englezismele,chiar deloc,dar la mata par totusi scrise de o mana sigura,,should we leave our cages high in the mountains/and step on the suspended stone ladders/showing us the way/tow...
la ecoul unui vis de Dana Stanescu
Robert Rotariu: M-am pus la curent cu știrea respectivă. În această privință, CNN-ul relatează: \"Unlike Sunday, when protesters torched the building housing the Danish Consulate, there were no signs ...
la Despre libertatea cuvântului și alte lucruri bune și frumoase de Cristina Andrei
îmi place pentru că apare aici o disociere între obiecte ca nuclee plastice ale comunicării și obiectele încărcate de semnificații, limbajul foarte sugestiv le scoate din pasivitatea lor, din stadiul ...
la mom 82 de maria dobre