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online now!In the paradise of my thoughts
And now the longing starts to grow,
Then slowly, by longing, I am consumed.
Feeling as if I'm dying from their loss,
I sense my soul fading, softly, into gloom.
In the paradise of my thoughts, I roam,
Gently carried away into their embrace.
As if I become weightless, I am flown,
Lost in the center, in that sacred space.
It seems to me, astonishing and grand,
I would not dare to hinder their flow.
Slowly, I begin to ascend and expand,
Through the paradise of thoughts, I go.
Now a traveler in realms unknown,
I seek to explore with a tender grace,
Places adorned by a longing tone,
Beloved by angels, in sacred space.
I lift my gaze to the sky above,
And witness a passing cloud's chore.
I realize I'm a traveler, guided by love,
Through many worlds, an explorer.
Then a weary thought does smother,
Forcing me out of that ethereal soar.
I shall return, just another,
Back to the earth, a mere mortal once more.
And now the longing starts to grow,
Then slowly, by longing, I am consumed.
Feeling as if I'm dying from their loss,
I sense my soul fading, softly, into gloom.
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Then slowly, by longing, I am consumed.
Feeling as if I'm dying from their loss,
I sense my soul fading, softly, into gloom.
In the paradise of my thoughts, I roam,
Gently carried away into their embrace.
As if I become weightless, I am flown,
Lost in the center, in that sacred space.
It seems to me, astonishing and grand,
I would not dare to hinder their flow.
Slowly, I begin to ascend and expand,
Through the paradise of thoughts, I go.
Now a traveler in realms unknown,
I seek to explore with a tender grace,
Places adorned by a longing tone,
Beloved by angels, in sacred space.
I lift my gaze to the sky above,
And witness a passing cloud's chore.
I realize I'm a traveler, guided by love,
Through many worlds, an explorer.
Then a weary thought does smother,
Forcing me out of that ethereal soar.
I shall return, just another,
Back to the earth, a mere mortal once more.
And now the longing starts to grow,
Then slowly, by longing, I am consumed.
Feeling as if I'm dying from their loss,
I sense my soul fading, softly, into gloom.
....................
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Posted: Apr 21
About this poem:
Originaly writen in Romanian word, but translated with the help o AI, i hope you will like it, thank you for your timeonline now!The Vanishing
Like leaves on trees, we dance and sway,
In winds of time, we have our day.
Born to grow, to multiply,
But in the end, we all must die.
As leaves fall softly to the ground,
We too depart, no longer bound.
Leaving behind a trail of pain,
A whisper of hope, a silent refrain.
Others will follow the path we tread,
A carpet of memories, the living thread.
Beneath their feet, our legacy lies,
For in life's fleeting moments, everything flies.
In winds of time, we have our day.
Born to grow, to multiply,
But in the end, we all must die.
As leaves fall softly to the ground,
We too depart, no longer bound.
Leaving behind a trail of pain,
A whisper of hope, a silent refrain.
Others will follow the path we tread,
A carpet of memories, the living thread.
Beneath their feet, our legacy lies,
For in life's fleeting moments, everything flies.
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Posted: Apr 16
About this poem:
the poetry is part of my book called " the souls capturing city " it was originaly writen in Romanian, but i have translated it with the help an AI hopw that you will like it
online today!PEACE
In a seemingly crazy world ,may we not necessarily forget but strive to overcome our yesteryears
Move on in unity and peace with love for our fellow human beings instead of being crippled by hatred and fear
On this our borrowed land that’s been stained by innocent shed blood and drenched from grieving wept tears
Move forward together,irrespective of when or where one came, what was brought or sought
Some may abuse generiousity but in a world of such inequality,injustice, how can we just look the other way,bury our heads in the sand
For who does it all really belong to anyway, why not offer a helping hand ?
Who gave a Robin his song to be sung and who can say where he was born is where he shall only belong ?
And, whos place is it to declare, to shout, or say who is really right, or who is wrong ?
Who shall throw the first stone, if the truth be known who is right to cast any blame ?
Who really deserves to be clothed in robes made from shame ?
We’ve had too many wars where the heavy burden of evil came to rest upon the shoulders of young soldiers
Who believed and declared that peace was the food they fought for, I wonder how it tasted
when so many gifted lives around them were cut down in their prime so tragically wasted ?
Where did the melting pot go, does anyone know ?
Does it, or should it matter who is right or wrong ?
Or, from which religious organization you may, or may not belong
Who said we must humiliate,segregate, isolate, kill, destroy
someone else’s prescious, beloved girl or boy.
We cannot change the past only try to change the future,have hope and a purpose for which to aim
So let us all rise up against such evil, stop playing this destructive blaming, shaming game.
Stand up and be counted, claim victory, wear a crown of great pride and dignity again
Let’s not waste time trying to propagate,exterminate but instead try protect the children of the future, try embrace
And do so now, today, before all of tommorows promises expire, vanish, gone without a trace !
Move on in unity and peace with love for our fellow human beings instead of being crippled by hatred and fear
On this our borrowed land that’s been stained by innocent shed blood and drenched from grieving wept tears
Move forward together,irrespective of when or where one came, what was brought or sought
Some may abuse generiousity but in a world of such inequality,injustice, how can we just look the other way,bury our heads in the sand
For who does it all really belong to anyway, why not offer a helping hand ?
Who gave a Robin his song to be sung and who can say where he was born is where he shall only belong ?
And, whos place is it to declare, to shout, or say who is really right, or who is wrong ?
Who shall throw the first stone, if the truth be known who is right to cast any blame ?
Who really deserves to be clothed in robes made from shame ?
We’ve had too many wars where the heavy burden of evil came to rest upon the shoulders of young soldiers
Who believed and declared that peace was the food they fought for, I wonder how it tasted
when so many gifted lives around them were cut down in their prime so tragically wasted ?
Where did the melting pot go, does anyone know ?
Does it, or should it matter who is right or wrong ?
Or, from which religious organization you may, or may not belong
Who said we must humiliate,segregate, isolate, kill, destroy
someone else’s prescious, beloved girl or boy.
We cannot change the past only try to change the future,have hope and a purpose for which to aim
So let us all rise up against such evil, stop playing this destructive blaming, shaming game.
Stand up and be counted, claim victory, wear a crown of great pride and dignity again
Let’s not waste time trying to propagate,exterminate but instead try protect the children of the future, try embrace
And do so now, today, before all of tommorows promises expire, vanish, gone without a trace !
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Posted: Mar 2019
About this poem:
Sad reflection of our world
One more loss
If you look at the sky for a long time,
You will see the stars falling.
I'm throwing them for you out
Of the rainbow with my paw!
If you look at the sky for a long time,
You will see white white clouds,
Those are me and my comrades,
Running after each other
Across the rainbow!
If suddenly from a gray cloud,
The rain starts dripping
Onto the ground,
This is me and my comrades ,
WE MISS you...
AND WE start crying...
You will see the stars falling.
I'm throwing them for you out
Of the rainbow with my paw!
If you look at the sky for a long time,
You will see white white clouds,
Those are me and my comrades,
Running after each other
Across the rainbow!
If suddenly from a gray cloud,
The rain starts dripping
Onto the ground,
This is me and my comrades ,
WE MISS you...
AND WE start crying...
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Posted: Jan 2
About this poem:
another painful lossWe lost our dog right before the new year . I hope he feels better and calmer THERE
Vanity
"Money can't buy back your youth when you're old, a friend when you're lonely or peace to your soul " Johnny cash
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Posted: Nov 30
About this poem:
It talks about inevitability of death and old ageLest We Forget
Splashes of red engulfed the now quiet meadow
Tranquil to a fault, reflective battle in regret, conceded
As the poppies held their heads up high, swaying
Looking over the cascading cliffs at the stormy sea
And as the soldiers wistfully remember, today was the day
That the fallen gave their lives, memories of the pain
The bloodshed, the wounds, the gunshots and the dead
When death himself carried away those souls that had fought
Valiantly in the front line, memories which fled their very grasp
Of ghosted fingertips, lost in their fight, when the survivors won
Their right to stay on this day of rememberance Sunday
We mourn the loss of those that once lived, to give
Freedom, peace, and all that happened from before
A day of reckoning, with warring forces that thought
That it would not ever be stopped or won
When the dead of that era, and the living are here now
And the world remembers them, the wars they pledged
Their lives to their country, to do the duty that required
Strength, luck, digilence and instinctive skills
To survive another day, a piece in the chessboard,
Pawns that swept across the same old black and white
Pieces used that travelled across the world with all their might
To ensure that the wars were won and that no other war
That could take its place, indeed, when all was said and done
Those poppies have a lot to say in so very little words
They stand for the voices of the forgotten, when all was left Unsaid, those that gave their lives for us today
When the world, the tears that had been shed
...
We have no need for reminders what the wars were about
But to this day, we remember them, as the sombre words say all
Within the realities of today as traditions and legacies live on
Tranquil to a fault, reflective battle in regret, conceded
As the poppies held their heads up high, swaying
Looking over the cascading cliffs at the stormy sea
And as the soldiers wistfully remember, today was the day
That the fallen gave their lives, memories of the pain
The bloodshed, the wounds, the gunshots and the dead
When death himself carried away those souls that had fought
Valiantly in the front line, memories which fled their very grasp
Of ghosted fingertips, lost in their fight, when the survivors won
Their right to stay on this day of rememberance Sunday
We mourn the loss of those that once lived, to give
Freedom, peace, and all that happened from before
A day of reckoning, with warring forces that thought
That it would not ever be stopped or won
When the dead of that era, and the living are here now
And the world remembers them, the wars they pledged
Their lives to their country, to do the duty that required
Strength, luck, digilence and instinctive skills
To survive another day, a piece in the chessboard,
Pawns that swept across the same old black and white
Pieces used that travelled across the world with all their might
To ensure that the wars were won and that no other war
That could take its place, indeed, when all was said and done
Those poppies have a lot to say in so very little words
They stand for the voices of the forgotten, when all was left Unsaid, those that gave their lives for us today
When the world, the tears that had been shed
...
We have no need for reminders what the wars were about
But to this day, we remember them, as the sombre words say all
Within the realities of today as traditions and legacies live on
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Posted: Nov 12
About this poem:
Introspection on Remembrance Sunday, lest we forget.Where is your love , God?
There is nothing more in my soul.
Only grief and sadness.
And a little bit of warmth.
I'm silent.
Am I already dead?
My pain is terrible.
Blood flows everywhere
God! tell me it is just
A bad dream!
The world has gone blind.
The world has gone deaf
The earth is burning.
Where is Your love now?
At least try to leave
Them a memory of the place,
Where their children's bright dreams
Could be saved.
And a bar mitzvah
On the last night before the war.
I'm silent. I concentrate on the pain.
Please tell me it"s just a bad dream
Only grief and sadness.
And a little bit of warmth.
I'm silent.
Am I already dead?
My pain is terrible.
Blood flows everywhere
God! tell me it is just
A bad dream!
The world has gone blind.
The world has gone deaf
The earth is burning.
Where is Your love now?
At least try to leave
Them a memory of the place,
Where their children's bright dreams
Could be saved.
And a bar mitzvah
On the last night before the war.
I'm silent. I concentrate on the pain.
Please tell me it"s just a bad dream
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Posted: Oct 16
About this poem:
no need to explain.. I guess...just my feelings.
Grieving
I am stretched on your grave
And would lie there forever;
If your hands were in mine
I’d be sure we’d not sever.
My apple tree, my brightness,
‘Tis time we were together
For I smell of the earth
And am stained by the weather.
When my family think
That I’m safe in my bed
From night until morning
I am stretched at your head,
Calling out to the air
With tears hot and wild
My grief for the girl
That I loved as a child.
And would lie there forever;
If your hands were in mine
I’d be sure we’d not sever.
My apple tree, my brightness,
‘Tis time we were together
For I smell of the earth
And am stained by the weather.
When my family think
That I’m safe in my bed
From night until morning
I am stretched at your head,
Calling out to the air
With tears hot and wild
My grief for the girl
That I loved as a child.
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Posted: Jul 2023
About this poem:
Grieving from the Graveby Criostior.
Opportunity
Opportunity knocks, embrace its call,
Unleash your dreams, stand tall.
With courage as your guiding light,
Embrace the chance, seize the fight.
A door opens wide, opportunity's gate,
Embrace the challenge, don't hesitate.
For within its grasp lies a world unknown,
Where possibilities thrive and dreams are sown.
Opportunity whispers, a gentle plea,
Listen closely, for it holds the key.
Embrace its presence, let it guide your way,
Unleash your potential, seize the day.
Like a shimmering star in the night,
Opportunity awaits, casting its light.
Embrace its glow, let it lead your path,
To a future bright, where dreams amass.
Opportunity dances in the wind's embrace,
Grasp its hand, let it guide your pace.
With each step forward, a chance is born,
Embrace the opportunity, and embrace the morn.
A fleeting moment, opportunity's gift,
Embrace its presence, let your spirits lift.
For within its grasp lies growth and change,
Embrace the opportunity, let it rearrange.
Like a river flowing, opportunity cascades,
Embrace its current, let it guide your ways.
Dive into its depths, explore the unknown,
Embrace the opportunity, let your spirit be shown.
Opportunity knocks, a chance to grow,
Embrace its call, let your passion flow.
With every step taken, new horizons unfold,
Embrace the opportunity, let your story be told.
Opportunity whispers, a promise untold,
Embrace its whispers, let them take hold.
For within its embrace lies endless chance,
Embrace the opportunity, let your dreams enhance.
Like a flame flickering, opportunity's fire,
Embrace its warmth, let it inspire.
For within its glow, a world awaits,
Embrace the opportunity, unlock your fates.
Unleash your dreams, stand tall.
With courage as your guiding light,
Embrace the chance, seize the fight.
A door opens wide, opportunity's gate,
Embrace the challenge, don't hesitate.
For within its grasp lies a world unknown,
Where possibilities thrive and dreams are sown.
Opportunity whispers, a gentle plea,
Listen closely, for it holds the key.
Embrace its presence, let it guide your way,
Unleash your potential, seize the day.
Like a shimmering star in the night,
Opportunity awaits, casting its light.
Embrace its glow, let it lead your path,
To a future bright, where dreams amass.
Opportunity dances in the wind's embrace,
Grasp its hand, let it guide your pace.
With each step forward, a chance is born,
Embrace the opportunity, and embrace the morn.
A fleeting moment, opportunity's gift,
Embrace its presence, let your spirits lift.
For within its grasp lies growth and change,
Embrace the opportunity, let it rearrange.
Like a river flowing, opportunity cascades,
Embrace its current, let it guide your ways.
Dive into its depths, explore the unknown,
Embrace the opportunity, let your spirit be shown.
Opportunity knocks, a chance to grow,
Embrace its call, let your passion flow.
With every step taken, new horizons unfold,
Embrace the opportunity, let your story be told.
Opportunity whispers, a promise untold,
Embrace its whispers, let them take hold.
For within its embrace lies endless chance,
Embrace the opportunity, let your dreams enhance.
Like a flame flickering, opportunity's fire,
Embrace its warmth, let it inspire.
For within its glow, a world awaits,
Embrace the opportunity, unlock your fates.
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Posted: Jun 2023
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You were to young to leave
Why did you go
You left me all alone
My heart is shattered to pieces
I love you so
I raised you like you were my own
How am I supposed to live without you
I can’t think clearly
My brain in a frozen fog
You are missed greatly
You my dear little brother you forever are my best friend
There will never be another
My body aches
My head so heavy
I shed tears for us all day and night
I hope to sleep tonight
We know that will never happen
I watched you go
We were sitting there talking and
Then God came to take you home
My heart beats slow
My head hangs low
I walk through life feeling stabbing pains
I miss and love you so much
XXX
You left me all alone
My heart is shattered to pieces
I love you so
I raised you like you were my own
How am I supposed to live without you
I can’t think clearly
My brain in a frozen fog
You are missed greatly
You my dear little brother you forever are my best friend
There will never be another
My body aches
My head so heavy
I shed tears for us all day and night
I hope to sleep tonight
We know that will never happen
I watched you go
We were sitting there talking and
Then God came to take you home
My heart beats slow
My head hangs low
I walk through life feeling stabbing pains
I miss and love you so much
XXX
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Posted: Jul 2022
About this poem:
You were so wearyGod put his arms around you
You gently slipped away
That’s the day you were taking to your new home while holding Gods hands
You didn’t go alone a part of me went too
Never good bye
Always I’ll see you later!
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