words create worlds
Valentine’s Day has an equivalent in Romania and it’s called Dragobete’s Day. It’s celebrated today, February 24th. Legend says that Dragobete was the very kind and loving son of a woman called Dochia. This old woman was in charge of the passage of winter towards spring. Some sources state that due to his special kindness,
I was 13 when I first read this poem. Of course, it wasn’t the one I was supposed to read as homework. We were studying Eminescu’s poetry for some years, each year one or two poems, usually the ones that were either about nature or considered “patriotic” by the communist regime at that time. But
immerse transpose reverse change the season the vision the reason change your bower in the tower empower yourself from within discolor illusions regain your soul unchain your brain drain the concepts blain slain lies absurd fights stories about good knights stop waiting in vain for your train master remaster meta-master your life today. Maybe I
A silence reigns inside the bracket in my heart- (A hollow brimmed with diamond shades) a pause between the hammering old valves (weighing the scars that hope kept open) comparing times of past in painting future loves, (silence reverberates in chords untouched) a quietness that reigns the meanings of a life. (inside the bracket
Before you spoke A sparkling flash exploded into petals right in the middle of your yellow eyes- black holes, the multiverse’s doors unlocked the spiraling allure, absorbed my light into the nothingness of life. Arising from unknown altars the silky petals touched my blooming soul. An instant flash of love the light restored in muddy
Worlds of Words 