Articole postate de Alexandra M.

  • End of summer... 260

    The morning came with dripping skies over the balcony. Young and old trees, all aligned in the same movements, start to mourn again, as the last days of summer pack their sun and walk away. Not so happy with the rain, a squirrel runs fast across the road to search for shelter; wet leaves and... Continue Reading →

    Citește mai departe
  • Have we?... 271

    I have always found it utterly unbearable To have my heart shattered on the table In front of a man who takes pride in Holding his fork and his knife Who already sees me as his wife But knows nothing about A soul that needs to be mend. I’d rather have it all – My... Continue Reading →

    Citește mai departe
  • Circus is in town... 265

    Emotions flow through the bodyLike a RollercoasterI sayI am not going to give inNo, not this timeStillThe sky is caugh up on flamesAnd I can no longer reach the safety zoneI’m out of every line and dotOne with every sound and vibrationI look around – a million faces – all the sameNone which could ever... Continue Reading →

    Citește mai departe
  • Cântec de leagăn... 260

    Lumea vorbește non-stop Conversațiile enervante ne inundă timpanele Muzica din căști tot nu ne scapă De prezența lor, exagerat de nepăsătoare. Doare; – timpul se scurge prin irisul iritat Secundele se scurg pe fețele intoxicate Nimicul câștigă mereu. Nimicul e mai bun decât orice intenție falsă Nimicul e mai mai bun decât vorbele atât de... Continue Reading →

    Citește mai departe
  • Cut scene #1... 276

    Autumn has come again, around the corner, tip toeing, wearing big Bright orange smiles Laughing on a windy Sunday, Spreading the fresh smell of rain. The leaves are paving all the roads – that do lead somewhere And for some moments You can see people Stopping from whatever they are doing Just to look up,... Continue Reading →

    Citește mai departe
  • human roots... 262

    Time dilates in the corner of my eyes, as I see my younger self and my older one – staring at each other, holding hands I am the thin hair, covering my mother’s cheek, as she smiles back at me, seconds after I am born – I am my mother’s soul. My father’s pride grows... Continue Reading →

    Citește mai departe
  • Morning light... 263

    Before you step again into the world Before you quietly and almost mechanically put on a mask – a spell hiding your secrets – take a moment and let the light wash away your never-ending nightmares, the grey painted picture, the sad man living in the corner of your mind and embrace your being and... Continue Reading →

    Citește mai departe
  • Brains... 244

    It all started In the big, white room. I’ve only seen the windowless room In solemnly light No darkness ever step foot in this room The neons smelled like Fried brains And their light would, From Monday to Friday, Make the time seem Shorter than a Windows start up. One day – I collapsed My... Continue Reading →

    Citește mai departe
  • Identity... 249

    What makes us tremble to the core, what is purposely hidden under our beds, is the only thing that will ultimately drive us to a real face of ourselves. Nothing, but only the dreadful sound of loneliness the broken car the offline mode turned on the absence of a routine the faces of nobodies the... Continue Reading →

    Citește mai departe
  • Umbrele și alte chestii... 377

    Îmi admir ridurile expresive și pline de viață, Ochii obosiți, roșii În fiecare reflecție posibilă  În fiecare om obosit. Mă uit cu uimire la gunoaiele de pe străzi, Gândesc la gunoaiele din clădiri  Îmi ridic capul și tot ce mă mai liniștește  Sunt norii – și ăia violând intimități. Câteodată cred că sunt liniștită doar... Continue Reading →

    Citește mai departe
  • ​[Days before spring] ... 339

    Blind dog. Clean street (obviously not)  Cut trees //skies drowned in clouds. (obviously going to rain)  Old buildings. New fancy buildings. Invisible name written on them –  M O N E  Y Banks. Bank accounts advertising.  Students. Sad. Meaningless.  Clothes. Girls looking at you for you to look at them. Look at me, I’m all... Continue Reading →

    Citește mai departe
  • Reminder... 339

    Maybe it was too late. Maybe it was too early – I wouldn’t have known.  I found myself awaken, with my eyes barely open, staring at the ceiling, inspecting the light playing in silent mode. Finally a sunny day – I thought to myself. This city became so crowded since I first came here, it’s... Continue Reading →

    Citește mai departe
  • Numbers and people ... 366

    Between my 22 years and my grandma’s  There is the life of another human,  Old enough to have grand-children.  Between my life and a new-born,  A young boy or girl awaits  To fulfill a life made of promises.  Between a new-born  And the idea of humanity,  There is the hope of living.  Each time life... Continue Reading →

    Citește mai departe
  • Timp... 349

    Eu pot să îmi pun la mână câte ceasuri vreau, Să le dau pe fiecare înapoi Cu ani și ani, Secunde împărțite Pe structuri moleculare, Eu tot nu o să pot să resimt, Ce am simțit în 1994, Când, cu o fracțiune de secundă Înainte, ȘTIAM Că o sa mă nasc. M-am simțit nimicul plin... Continue Reading →

    Citește mai departe
  • Zbor... 343

    ​Mi-am deschis aripile Spre un soare aiurit,  Care, în loc să încălzească,  Aruncă aievea cu oameni de gheață  Pe străzi.  Mi-am luat iubirea  Și, ascunzându-i trupul sub mine,  Am fugit către locuri calde.  Iubirea respira cam greu Sub aripile greoaie,  Îmi gâdila nervii  Și-mi săruta pieptul  – inima pulsa timpul Pentru zilele ce urmau.  Repede,... Continue Reading →

    Citește mai departe