Viaţa asta-i doar un vis din care moartea ne deşteaptă …
E doar o-nşelăciune, este praf în ochi … şi-i trecătoare;
Nimeni nu ştie pentru ce-i venit aici, dar toţi se-aşteaptă
Să aibă scop, dar viaţa-i mai inutilă ca roua de pe-o floare.
E ceva trăit în umbra timpului, care din urmă tot ne-ajunge,
E ceva trăit cu frică, frica de a fi un simplu vis, frica de moarte;
E ceva ce noi considerăm a fi cel mai scump în lume, e sânge …
E ceva unic, irepetabil şi sfânt … sau doar o ladă cu vise deşarte.
Poate noi locuim într-un univers lipsit de spaţiu, ne grăbim
Într-un univers lipsit de timp, în care noi, an de an şi zilnic,
Ne trăim vieţile obscure şi lipsite de-nţeles, fără să ştim
Că nu suntem, că n-avem timp şi tot ce noi cunoaştem e nimic.
2 aprilie 2006
Acest post este dedicat unei persoane care se pare că a murit.
Poezia îi aparţine.
When you touch my spirit, I think I could fly,
I end up believing things I’d never try,
You give me the wings that I lost along the way,
I will never forget the things you make me say.
Emotions, thoughts and feelings, you know mine by heart,
If I’d want to tell someone else, I wouldn’t know how to start;
But with you things are so easy, I just go with the flow
I feel like I’ve known you a thousand years ago …
They say life is good, or life is bad,
That life is beauty, hard or only sad …
Some people gloat while others cry,
Some are born while others wave goodbye.
We always fail to rise, we’re going worse
Making truth sound only as a joking curse,
We often pray, wondering about our meaning,
Trying to joke, only to end in greaving.
I once tried to take control, tried to lead
My own life, reach my purpose, and succeed,
To end the fear, to end the things that hurt …
To realize I couldn’t, no matter what the effort.
I was not supposed to carve my life in stone,
Nor to feel compelled to work it on my own …
It all became so visible, so clear and bright
At that moment when I caught you in my sight.
Some green eyes in which to lose yourself,
Sincere and big and of unmeasured depth …
A pretty smile and queen-like attitude,
An angel’s beauty that could not be argued.
She learned from me all there was to learn,
She taught me how to live and not to yearn,
She made me feel, and as the feeling grew
I now know I need to tell her “I love you !”
for zuzu
