Previously published on 21st January 08
Apăsa greu apusul meu....
Pe cerul meu...de nori de scrum si praf.
”Tu vântule ce-aduci?”
I-am strigat mării cu glas mut
dar te-a uitat in firele de iarbă...
te pierd...
Si vântul si ploaia si anii
mi-au spus “fugi, suflete”
pustiu si-amarnic e gândul ce te poartă aici
si taci...
Taci! Invată s-asculti
Ascultă! Invat-a vorbi!
Iar uiti de ploi, de vise
Si mori putin...
Ai căutat vreodată nordul,
Tu om egoist si suflet prea trist?
E gol anotimpul
Si anul si gândul
Blândă-ncercare
Banală-ntâmplare
Du-ti mâna la tâmplă
si taci.
Octavian Tupan commented on previous blog (Jan 08):
ReplyDeleteHope dies the last
Learn from the past
In future lies greatness
No one is faithless
Never let go
Just say no
From shadow come light
Day from night
Creation from blight
It’s not out of sight
Hold on to it tight
Never let go
Just say no
I wrote this poem to you “fata”. I like to think I have the gift of seeing the good in people, I don’t only see that, I also see the bad, I think of you as a friend and what I see is a drop of badness in an ocean of goodness. I might hide the bad to others, but never to a friend. Only God is perfect. Cheerio