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Daniela Voicu
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Multumesc
Daniela Voicu
am zărit infinitul
contopindu-se cu alt infinit
rostogolind eternitate
peste timp
se zăreau suflete albe
la orizonturi negre
zâmbete plângânde ciuruite de foamete
miros de’44…
spânzurători bancare
arătând cu degetul pe trăgaci
şi funia gata să primească un chip
şhiop – orbit
preşedinţi înfometaţi
de zel şi faimă
vaci pascând ziare
ciobanii făcând politică empirică
copiii cerând dublarea cornului cu lapte
scumpirea alimentelor de regim
am zărit infinitul
contopindu- se cu sânge – vandalism
pe drumuri incerte dezbrăcate de asfalt
inundând până la ultima groapă
da
am zărit infinitul de aici
din Romania lu’2009
I love you in all colors:
red is my blood when its fire in my veins
blue is my soul when I flow
in the dream of you
nights are oranges like
bodys making love
in the light of candles and candy wish
monday l love you pure - white
tuesday green- I grow a little
sunday its yellow /the flower of love
days with you color my life
loving you in all colors of the existence
violet
for you
wish
by daniela voicu
hold me telling me love poems
love me singing my name
dancing and screaming on the sand
naked we swim on the warmed sea
my only wish
it takes us our entire life
enough time to love
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( my only wish
to let me love you and to be
the perfect ,,wife ” for you )
I educate my soul
by Daniela Voicu
for homo sapiens
fired my soul talking behind me
cup of coffee you don’t drink with me
or maybe because I don’t kiss you like the feet Jesus of
because
I am not like you ,,b” or cat
well I love tea with a cold milk, no sugar
I am not like you
Surprise! I educate my soul for animals like you:
Stay!
UP!
Walk!
Stay!
(u dont understand my poetry?! )
its in English, maybe you are so selfish poor
that
the ,,sh -its you”
you know what I talk about.
I am not Shakespeare like u are not Me
behind you hold me and
lipstik on my ass with badly words
I am facinated for your world! WOW! metaphore?
let me see:
kiss me from behind and your head the sword will be kissed too;
your words comeback to you like a fire and you will be
the dust on the fresh air
polution
I love earth, the earth dont need trash, no polution!no polution!
thousands of people on the street screaming: NO POLUTION!
you intoxicate people talking about people
I ask my self where its your poetry? I didnt see….
poor soul you are…
I will pray for you and your metaphore.
PS: Acvila non capit muscam.
nota
Aceasta scurta replica am fost nevoita sa o scriu in engleza pentru niste prietene din Anglia si US, dar vad ca se potriveste foarte bine si in Ro, ce
sa-i faci, asta este lumea in care traim.
La atac! Sa ne mancam repede unii pe altii acum cat mai este trupul cald.
Haide in haita! AUUUUUUU! AUUUUU!
Doar e iarna, sa iesim la atac de carne proaspata! O sa dau si eu tarcoale mai tarziu prin zona sa vad pe cine voi inghiti, gherai, sau sfasia…
Stai!
eu nu sunt animal.( dar ma pot transforma, hmmm , buna idee…)
multumesc
(unul minus)
- 10 w0w
sunt in agonie…. sau extaz ? mai stiu eu un loc super unde nimeni nu are loc de pupincuristi.( in general femei)
multumesc pe aceasta cale tuturor prietenilor adevarati, celor care ,,ma lasa sa traiesc ” si acelora care ma lasa ,, ca sa mananca si gura mea o paine”
numai de bine sa auzim, cu mai putine lupte stradale
tanka
bells
silly red
screaming,touching,kill
sing last name ,,love”
22
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you
play bells
twentytwo on my
breast singing ” silent night “
remembers
lay on the snow
snowing on me
no one listens to my 22 silly bells
do re mi fa…….for 22 times I scream
your name
the 22 silly bells
sing a sad song the walls are white
and the snow
my soul is broken in two
they sing for me ….and sing
and I scream:
I am lost!
I loose my love today!
The crazy things come and the death
I run
outside alone…
22 silly bells come after me
,, frere Jaque dorme vous”
sonne le matin …..”
NO! I refuse to listen!
soldiers
by
daniela voicu
innocent love and thinking
BELIEF
strange people calling our name
EXIST still fighting
people die
our SOLDIERS die
another suffers in the bloody snow
I LOVE my soldiers like I love my mother
they are born to die
for some people who know just the hate and the fame
some people who don’t REMEMBER :
they can WRITE poems now because there not war
you don’t remember PEOPLE who we CRY today
they fight for your FREEDOM
yes be free! and democrat
but remember to be educated
and respect all the PEACE around you