agonia romana v3 |
Agonia - Ateliere Artistice | Reguli | Mission | Contact | Înscrie-te | ||||
Articol Comunităţi Concurs Eseu Multimedia Personale Poezie Presa Proză Citate Scenariu Special Tehnica Literara | ||||||
|
||||||
agonia Texte Recomandate
■ cântec naiv
Romanian Spell-Checker Contact |
- - -
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2009-05-07 | [Acest text ar trebui citit în english] |
did you see how all these years have split
in a red wall and a highway? we could save nothing, we only got time to remind the light’s early hug and the broken silence. you are spending breaths in this place frequented by a stranger that has forgotten his birthplace, and still his eyes are trying to perceive a white hole in the dark. life has brought in my blood the spleen of waking words. things are sliding behind the curtain and the future throws upon you a garment you cannot take off. what kind of wound is the distance that separates us to preserve the unique flavor of a glance? what élan is thus meant to prepare us for the unexpected strike? we feel bound to obey and still an uninterrupted song breaks the rules, so we could meet by chance each time the wind embowels the earth.
|
||||||||
Casa Literaturii, poeziei şi culturii. Scrie şi savurează articole, eseuri, proză, poezie clasică şi concursuri. | |||||||||
Reproducerea oricăror materiale din site fără permisiunea noastră este strict interzisă.
Copyright 1999-2003. Agonia.Net
E-mail | Politică de publicare şi confidenţialitate