As vrea sa fii

Si simt din nou
Cum picuri lichizi
Si translucizi prelingandu-se pe petalele trandafirii
Obrajii mei...
Simt cu curg si cad
In amurg le vad
Si la rasarit
Pentru ca m-am trezit
Prea tarziu ca sa-nteleg
Prea tarziu ca sa regret
Si ce sa mai dezleg?
Nu sunt profet
Si doare cand in urma lor
Picurilor de izvor,
Ramane o dara argintie
A mea iubire sa fie
Si un nou strop de viata
Sarata...
Ca floarea in armata
Si surad discret
Si imi aduc aminte
Senzatii si cuvinte
Cand ma tii in brate
Ma simt legata cu ate
Si incerc sa patrund
In al tau albastru spre gri
Cerul meu....
Sa inteleg...si simt ca mie frig
Daca nu esti,daca nu esti aici
Si simt ca inghet
Daca o clipa te repeti
Simt cum mor
Daca o clipa zbor
Si uit de tot cand sant cu tine
Si de tot vreau sa uit
Pentru vesnicie
Sa uit
Un puls se mai simte
In cimitirul tau
Si in al meu
O inima ce bate
Slab....
In spate
Si aud pasii tai
Ma infior si ma sperii
Poate te-ai shimbat
Poate ai uitat
Cat de mult iti iubesc
Chipul ingeresc
Si ochii albastri-gri
Cerul meu as vrea sa fii
Pentru totdeauna sa fii asa de aproape
Si totusi departe
Dar sa te pot vedea
Mereu a ta...

AMPRENTE

Antonime sub clar de luna

Unde ingerii se-aduna

Unde visele’s distruse

Si mormintelor le sunt puse huse

Un ocean de roze

Un ocean de fraze

O padure de sange

Un luminis de suferinta

O vorba nerostita

Foarte folosita

Foarte pretentioasa

Perfectiune cu o coasa

Nu te mai gandi copile

La visul tau din nuc

Mai ai de parcurs multe mile

Shi cu tine ma duc

Ai o viata inainte

Si armata lumii de apoi

Apoi un nor de praf

Care te va arunca inapoi

Uita acel nume

Care te consuma

Uita acel sunet

Care te penumbla

In umbra se ascunde

Baubaul vietii mele

In intuneric

Pasiunea vietii mele

In lumina rosie m-asteapta

So primesc nerusinata

So iubesc pana la sfarsit

Pana si in vise,infinit

Pe o masa

Ma astepti tu

Un sacrificiu,o ofranda

Tu,asta esti tu!

Si in clipiri ma cuprinzi

Ma atingi delicat

Si ma zdruncini nencetat

Cu visul meu ca vei pleca

Si in suspie asteptam pe corridor

Sa primim un semn de dor

De la cine oare?

In par poart-o floare

Un zmabet apare….fals si acela

Printre lacrimi vorbe si muzica….

Nu am zis ce la….

Ci pe scari pintre pereti uitati de mult in tinereti

A time BOMB

A clock ticking inside my brain,

I’m about to go insane,

To fall of a cliff of icy stones,

To break my neck in a batch of gnomes,

To kill this pleasant pain of mine.

I feel like wine,

Like a glass splinter in my eye.

I think I want to cry,

I think I must die

For you to be mine.

Poetry

Prolog

Printre lacrimi si suferinta

Dansatoare de balet

Tu si eu o fiinta

Un singur lucru cert

O lungime de ac

Sarim peste lac

Si mergem mai departe

Fara dar si poate

Imi esti aproape

Sunt a ta

Ai lacrimi pe pleoape

Eu nu te voi lasa

Fericire-I lucru sfant

Distractie ia-ti vant

Fericire suferinda

Fericire…murinda

In a noastra armonie

Castelul de nedistrus

A noastra pritenie

Un zid de nestrapuns

In urmatorii 4 ani

Ce vor marca

Multa cheltuire de bani

Tot nu ne vom supara

Si cand cortina va cadea

Noi tot vom juca

Si vom dansa in continuare

Valsul, oroare.

Si vom dansa la nesfarsit

Povestea vietii noastre

Si inghite insfarsit

Realitatea prostiei unei proaste.

Ale mele cuvinte dulci

Cu ale tale versuri

Lacrimi imi agita…

Si cand viata e in certuri

Si un sfarsit rezonabil

Draga lavee

Esti unul imbatabil

A mea prietena draga

A mea sfetnica posada

A mea sumbra sticla

A mea salvare sadica

No More Braces YAY

It's been over 3 and a half years of tortured teeth, finally those tweezers which brought me so much pain ended my torment with more pain. Finally I can smile, I haven't seen those teeth since 2005 autumn, I believe this is a great achievement for I feel better but I can't get used to my new image:)
It's weird, really weird.
But I am satisfied, now to finish my treatment for a perfect simle:D

Announcement

I shall post most of my poetry since I was 13... I like most of them but some may seem exagerated ...it's up to you to decide

Confrontation

This friday I found out about a scolarship for a year of study in GB in the independent schools throughout the UK several in Wales, Scotland and one in the Isle of Man "Some are schools mainly for boarding pupils. Other schools have both boarding pupils and day pupils. Scholarship students from Central and Eastern Europe are normally offered places as boarding pupils."

They have many rules such as you must enter the house at max 10.30 which for me may seem reasonable but I am not a geek, this won't be too much fun, so I have to adapt, but what if i can't adapt to my own school upon arrival, I will also be in my terminal year (12th grade) so I belive + i can't celebrate my 18th birthday at home with my friends, I will miss my boyfriend and my parents, I will miss the usual trip to Vatra Dornei on the 1st of December, also the day of the celebration of a 3 year long relationship, which would be painful to miss...plus that the free time I have at home won't compare to the busy schedule over there these are only a part of the downs I consider. I belive that such a scolarship would give a plus to my CV and would give me more oportuneties for a better job, I belive in myself that I can adapt but i'm not quite as sociable as expected, I do not consider everybody my friend I have my rules and judgement about how a person should be but if you get to know me, I am a very nice person and always open to knowing new people with interests as same as mine... This would improve my social skill, another plus would be the 5 subject schedule and + musical and dramatic activities would interest me... I would like to live such an unforgetable experience but what should be done.
This is the Fight with myself !
Any Suggestions?