Review by Manuela Timofte Palm leaves are most commonly used for decorative purposes, to dress a table, or as a base layer on serving platters. Likewise, the poems in this volume present human experiences from fear to love, from pain to joy. At the same time, if palm leaves should be trimmed to the desired size …
Continue reading PALWA – a collection of Poetry by Tea Solon
Recenzie de Manuela Timofte Poți s-ai la picioare toată lumea, toată,dacă n-ai iubire, practic n-ai nimic…N-ai trăit cu-ntreaga ființă niciodatădacă n-ai gustat și dragostea un pic… Popa Aura - N-ai iubire? N-ai nimic… O concluzie? O temă de casă? Eu zic că este un adevăr ce există în fiecare dintre noi și în special în …
Continue reading Eșarfe de senin înnodate cu ploi – Aura Popa
Recenzie de Manuela Timofte Sunt sunetul tăceriidin fiinţa ta,-eu sunt minunatul sunetimperceptibil,imponderabil,al iubirii. …Daniela Topîrcean - Sunt Despre autoare Daniela Topîrcean – un om pe care îl cunosc virtual de ani de zile, din corespondență și în special din creația sa. În timp, această cunoaștere virtuală s-a transformat într-o frumoasă prietenie pentru care îi mulțumesc. Ferestre …
by Mike U. Those who fade awayDust-covered and forgottenHushed in melancholy thoughtThose of us deniedPeering through the river reedsWatching joy drift out of reachWho will rememberThose abandoned on the pathThose who fall by the waysideWe the silent onesMournful ones invisibleJust a burden nothing moreWill our lives echoDown the road you travel onWill our mem’ries be erasedAs easily …
March 2026In my garden Photos by me Love, Manuela Copyright © 2016-2026 manuela@inalove.world
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 …
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 …
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 …
In a Love World 