When I got myself a heart and a brain
I was very thankful, today I complain.
I’m torn into pieces and falling apart,
oh, why did I choose a brain and a heart?!?

Life would be simple if I had just one,
but carrying both is like carrying none.
I’m tired and hurting as this line sees light,
how do I end this meaningless fight?

Please set me free with the touch of your hand
and take me away from this forsaken land.

English • Poems • 4 comments

Dear god, I know you hate me,
despite the fact you don't exist.
Your schemes and traps are so familiar -
you can't surprise me with these twists.

I thought you wished me to be happy,
now I'm in doubt that is the case:
for every puzzle I'm completing -
the final piece will get misplaced.

What is the purpose of existence?
You change the rules by which we play!
You think I don't see you are cheating?
You think the judges think it's fair?

I try to live inside your system,
but it's defective by design.
You act as if you never hear me,
is that your standard "holy sign"?

If what I sow is good and kindness,
why do I reap just grief and pain?
This doesn't work, so please explain it-
for whose mistakes you make me pay???

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English • Poems • 2 comments

Vf vg gur jnezgu bs lbhe gbhpu?
Be vf vg gur yvtug bs lbhe fzvyr?
Jung vf vg gung znxrf zr pbzcyrgr?
Jung znxrf zl rkvfgrapr jbegujuvyr?

Creuncf vg'f gur fbhaq bs lbhe ibvpr,
be znlor lbhe fjrrgravat xvff?
Jung vf vg gung znxrf zr pbzcyrgr
naq yvsgf zr nobir gur nolff?

Vg'f fbzrguvat V pnaabg qrfpevor,
sbe jbeqf unir ab fxvyy gb cbegenl
na vasvavgr urneg.
V jvfu lbh pbhyq fgnl.
[or take me away]

English • Poems •

Mă las cuprins de-o avalanşă
atunci cînd eşti la mine-n gînd,
totul se umple de lumină,
mă faci să vreau să cînt.

Pe rîuri de culori păşesc
atunci cînd mîna mea o ţii,
în mine creşte-un curcubeu...
eu vreau ca tu să ştii...

Mă faci să vreau să
semăn flori, să umplu
lumea de parfum,
s-aduc la ştirea tuturor
că tu mă faci să fiu mai bun.
***
Prin avalanşă navigînd
am început să desluşesc,
cum fulgi de nea
cu verde scriu - "s u b i c e !"

Română • Poems • 5 comments

Suflările ce mi-au rămas
la doi le-aş împărţi,
o jumătate mie-mi las,
cealalta ţi-o dau ţie.

A inimii bătăi -
nu mi le iau pe toate,
pe-acestea iarăşi le împart
şi ţie-ţi dau o parte.

Iar chipul tău îl plămădesc
din bune amintiri,
din locurile-n care-am fost,
din zâmbete, priviri...

De ce-ai plecat, prietene?
De ce n-ai împărţit
durerea tu la doi?
Eu ţi-aş fi dat aripi.

Română • Poems, Photo / graphics •

I don't want you back,
that's where you hit me.

I don't need your eyes,
they have deceived me.

You told me those lies,
trying to trick me.

It almost worked, but
truth has released me.

You are ashamed,
it will take a while
to be true to yourself,
and take off wipe off that smile.

(previously unpublished)

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