Expresii de genul “este rău”, “este ignorant”, “este mincinos”, le auzim și le folosim…, dar oare ele se aplică doar altora? Oare noi nu suntem egoiști văzând (doar) defecte în alții? Ignoranță Definim ignoranța drept lipsă de cunoștințe, lipsă de educație, dar a cui să fie vina într-o eră a informației că ea există? Ignoranța …
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de Nicole Sara Se-mbracă lumina în nuanțe aprinseși-amestecă fire de timpcu umbre și gânduri și șoapte nomadefăcându-și cuibîn răstimp Și se alintă privirile toamneiprin frunze, petale, lucirezâmbind a răcoare împletită cu soare,senin născândstrălucire Clad is the light in shimmering hues,adorned with brown threads of time…with shadows and thoughts and wandering whispersnestled withinseasons’ chime And sweet …
by Mike L. Utley To slake my thirstWith dew from leaves that never see the lightArboreal the tears that fall and quenchThe darkest dreams To fill my bowelsWith loam whose cloying scent bespeaks of deathArboreal the taste of living earthMy hunger begs To see the gleam‘Neath tenebrous shadows and rayless grovesArboreal the blackest night in dayBelow …
by Anca Horga By the lake I sat and criedDeciding to leave old thoughts behind;I immersed in it, deep belowIn the darkest ground floor. Under the unbearable pressureI received a gift,To use or leave,A Time Machine. Route to the past I chose:Could five future minutesLast eons?Only one way to know. *** Pe malul lacului am …
by Rana I had undergone more than I merited or perhaps even longerI’m a nobody still in the heart of someone I had cherished in this lifetime I am outraged; my heart bleeds, lock & load sorrows and repeatHow long is the destiny, how hard I must suffer more to be prime I am sad …
by Lynn White The response to any creative workis subjectivenecessarily soinevitably.But for a novel to work successfullyfor any one of uswe must identifywith the characters,feel for them,care about them,at least for one of them.Surely that is true.I always believed it.So Dunmore’s “Your Blue Eyed Boy”is an anomaly.I don’t like anyof the characters.Don’t identify with them or with any …
by Bianca Alina My soul is trapped in a bodyThat no longer belongs to me.My mind is just a land of broken memories.It hurts to live between two worlds. Sometimes I feel like I’m my own worst nightmare.I can’t do anythingWithout help.With any passing moment,I lose more cherished memories.I look at you, and I can’t …
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