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Ion Minulescu
Şi-ai să mă uiţi -
Că prea departe
Şi prea pentru mult timp porneşti!
Şi-am să te uit -
Că şi uitarea e scrisă-n legile-omeneşti.
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Cu ochii urmări-vei ţărmul, topindu-se ca noru-n zare,
Şi ochii-ţi lăcrima-vor poate
Trei lacrimi reci de călătoare ;
Iar eu pe ţărm
Mâhnit privi-voi vaporu-n repedele-i mers,
Şi-nţelegând că mi-eşti pierdută,
Te-oi plânge-n ritmul unui vers.
Şi versul meu
L-o duce poate vreun cântăreţ până la tine,
Iar tu -
Cântându-l ca şi dânsul,
Plângându-l, poate, ca şi mine -
Te vei gândi la adorata în cinstea căreia fu scris,
Şi-uitând că m-ai uitat,
Vei smulge din cadrul palidului vis
Întunecatu-mi chip,
Ca-n ziua când te-afunda vaporu-n zare
Şi când din ochi lăsai să-ţi pice
Trei lacrimi reci de călătoare!
Şi-ai să mă uiţi -
Că prea departe
Şi prea pentru mult timp porneşti!
Şi-am să te uit -
Că şi uitarea e scrisă-n legile-omeneşti.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Cu ochii urmări-vei ţărmul, topindu-se ca noru-n zare,
Şi ochii-ţi lăcrima-vor poate
Trei lacrimi reci de călătoare ;
Iar eu pe ţărm
Mâhnit privi-voi vaporu-n repedele-i mers,
Şi-nţelegând că mi-eşti pierdută,
Te-oi plânge-n ritmul unui vers.
Şi versul meu
L-o duce poate vreun cântăreţ până la tine,
Iar tu -
Cântându-l ca şi dânsul,
Plângându-l, poate, ca şi mine -
Te vei gândi la adorata în cinstea căreia fu scris,
Şi-uitând că m-ai uitat,
Vei smulge din cadrul palidului vis
Întunecatu-mi chip,
Ca-n ziua când te-afunda vaporu-n zare
Şi când din ochi lăsai să-ţi pice
Trei lacrimi reci de călătoare!
Its over
This is for Markus, that carries a weight which is too heavy for his shoulders that carry her. I thought the weight was his love for me, which vanished forever, so I put instead my love for him on his shoulders because he asked me if I still have it. He did it with his own hand.
Markus, I love you more than life itself. And I hope my happy tears didn’t scare you. Will I ever see you again? Will I ever kiss you again?
The biggest pain is that it was never too much “me” in “you”, and the leftovers of your love that you used to carry had always been leftovers.
I love you in the purest, most total, most perfect wa
Its over
This is for Markus, that carries a weight which is too heavy for his shoulders that carry her. I thought the weight was his love for me, which vanished forever, so I put instead my love for him on his shoulders because he asked me if I still have it. He did it with his own hand.
Markus, I love you more than life itself. And I hope my happy tears didn’t scare you. Will I ever see you again? Will I ever kiss you again?
The biggest pain is that it was never too much “me” in “you”, and the leftovers of your love that you used to carry had always been leftovers.
I love you in the purest, most total, most perfect wa
Taken
Though nothing can bring back the hour of splendor in the grass, glory in the flower, we shall grieve not, rather find strength in what is left behind.
She took you away from me,
You didn’t forget me, but you forgot yourself,
Therefore
You forgot us,
Therefore
You’re gone gone gone.
I wanna call for you one last time,
Pretending not to be the last time,
Pretending I’d convince you
To come back to our last kiss and make it last.
I’m finding strength in everything you told me,
But my weakness is your silence.
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I write rarely so I can pretend the distance between the days between us is smaller than the average amount of tears I have to wash away every time my mom calls me and
asks angrily why I go to neighbourhoods I don't like instead of why I'm afraid to go there-
there's really nothing worse than having a panic attack and no one to hug and ending up
hugging your baby seal toy and trying to wipe off the tears before putting on makeup and
calling your mom once again saying it started raining but you're okay anyway-
Anyway, that was yesterday, which was the last day I counted, as there won't be any
to count anymore, as you've decided to seal
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