Cheie de nori…/ Key of cloud

de Nicole Sara Se-nvârte coroana de rouăse-ntoarce la gânduri senineplutește o undă topazși-atinge tărâmuride mineStrăbate spre zare cuvântmirări, întrebare și ceațăse-aude din mersul luminiidin ceață de vis,dimineațăÎntinderi de suflet și soarecuprind orizontul închisun val de speranță transparesclipind ca un muguraprinsO cheie de nori și culoaredescuie o ușă ascunsălăsând să intre căldurăîn iarnă de dornepătrunsă ........................................... It …

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Impromptu

de Anca Horga Your eyes attract me,But your grimaces don't,The steps, the conduct,Each one takes a turn.Come like a wave,I'll avoid you on the other side.Let's go for a walkOr a sudden freestyle.Love without secrets,I feel your heart near mine.As we part,Say "see you soon" instead of "goodbye".Ochii tăi mă atrag,Dar grimasele tale nu.Pașii, conduita,Fiecare pe …

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Love me

by Rana Steal me from me, You had the chanceMy innocent heart knew no imperfections Cried out rivers in the rain of sorrowsMy bright eyes had dreams of perceptions Gazing at my little world of endless dreamsPerpetual in the art of love by all perfections Treasures as promises, prone to fortunesSpinning emotions scattered infractions Your ruthlessness …

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In love with flying…

by Daniela Topîrcean You comfort my loving heartby the blue flight of your presencein the immensity of my thought...you are a part of my soula ray of summer sunthat borrowed your face...You have something of me...something undefined and unyieldingly beautiful,an immense silence surrounds you,like a diaphanous nimbus...I dream that I hug youin a secret ritual… likeI …

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Immortality

by Lynn White They tried them all,the amulets and potionsof their time and place.Some worked for a timebut death overcame themin the end and proclaimedtheir ungodlike mortality.They were buried like treasurewith their treasures from this lifereadied for the next,living on only in memorieswhich faded like funeral flowers.It was not enough.So portraits were painted on the bindings …

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