tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74030922519379764752024-03-14T10:58:33.274+02:00alex`ndralex`ndrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07210273976293479859noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403092251937976475.post-77042961079950161262010-12-24T17:45:00.000+02:002010-12-24T17:45:41.639+02:00Craciun fericit tuturor !<i>Lasand la o parte toate pregatirile pentru Christmaciun si toata harmalaia din bucatarie , vreau sa va urez Craciun fericit ! :**</i>alex`ndrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07210273976293479859noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403092251937976475.post-79251602324316349172010-12-10T16:47:00.002+02:002010-12-10T16:48:37.504+02:00Ultima frunza<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgENX1dnAqp1NhTI2UulsZx7Fc3PmQDqNjuC_6gHqnA94ZS2uCUPZ9Ds-rNifSuZo3Sg4p6Hav7eonzeshkfy8YkNTD01Buhju7canFuOB0huLYclEVumAjBF9Zdz0loZAo5UNzLQRoOpgz/s1600/58aa698d74e872650d7cff7594635954-d34it2v.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgENX1dnAqp1NhTI2UulsZx7Fc3PmQDqNjuC_6gHqnA94ZS2uCUPZ9Ds-rNifSuZo3Sg4p6Hav7eonzeshkfy8YkNTD01Buhju7canFuOB0huLYclEVumAjBF9Zdz0loZAo5UNzLQRoOpgz/s320/58aa698d74e872650d7cff7594635954-d34it2v.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><i>Se ghemuieste frunza in palma unui copac</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Tremurand , se zbate de parca are trac </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>O chinuie vantul , de falci o ciupeste</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Apoi cu blandete , pe brate-o-nveleste.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Se-agata strasnic de-un puternic brat</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Tinand cu putere sa nu cada-n sant ,</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Si zi de zi asa ea se petrece</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Prin soare ,prin vant ,prin ploaia cea rece .</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Si-si schimba culoarea,din verde-n galbui</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Si-ndata devine culcus pentru pui. </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<span style="color: white;"><span style="background-color: white; color: red;">ACUM</span> . <em>Acum mai e putin , am atatea sa-ti spun , atatea sa-ti marturisesc,sa-ti povestesc , sa-ti impartasesc . Zambesc involuntar , imi rad ochii ; imi rad tamplele cu adevarat ,dupa mult timp . Desi merge cu 130 mi se pare ca merge ca un melc . Ma spulbera asteptarea , ma framanta si ma intregeste . Imi framant mainile si desi sunt sub 10 grade , palmele mi-au transpirat ;plang si ele de fericire . Eu ma abtin pana o sa ajung .. </em></span><br />
<span style="color: white;"><span style="background-color: white; color: red;">LANGA</span> . <em>Poate ca ne-am ratacit ,sau poate ca m-am ratacit eu in ganduri si amintiri ,dar drumul e infinit . De visat nu visez , mi-e frica sa adorm ,mi-e frica si sa clipesc pana nu ajung la B ,pana nu ajung langa</em></span><br />
<span style="color: white;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: red;">TINE</span> </span>. <em><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Aglomeratie , oameni ce se bucura de primii fulgi de nea. In curand o sa ma bucur si eu de ei ; desi ninge de doua zile nu mi-am facut timp sa ma bucur de ei .. m-am gandit la ziua de astazi . E aproape 6 , e intuneric .. dar sper sa te pot zari cat mai repede prin multimea de la aeroport . Si-am sa aud</span></em> </span><span style="background-color: white; color: red;">"SUNT ACUM LANGA TINE ! "</span>alex`ndrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07210273976293479859noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403092251937976475.post-18934930210477364802010-11-23T18:00:00.001+02:002010-11-23T18:03:24.947+02:00Prietenie , o mana de om .<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"> </div><br />
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<em>M-a invelit intr-un cearceaf</em><br />
<em> De dor ..</em><br />
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<em>Mi-a faramat fiinta-ntreaga</em><br />
<em>M-a lasat fara de vlaga </em><br />
<em> Si mor .. </em><br />
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<em>Imi macina visele ,ingheata simtirile</em><br />
<em>Zdrobeste gandurile , sitriveste-amintirile</em><br />
<em> Si ma lasa ..</em><br />
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<em>Intr-un cufar de-amintiri</em><br />
<em>Si sperand la retrairi </em><br />
<em> Ma apasa ..</em><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Infasoara al meu trup </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Sfasiindu-l ca un lup </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em> Flamand ..</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Ma-nfioara si m-arunca</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Pana ma preface-n stanca</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em> De dor ..</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Nu se stinge nici de-as vrea .</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Imi scobeste inima</em></div><em> Si mor ...</em>alex`ndrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07210273976293479859noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403092251937976475.post-13644438706831596422010-11-23T05:59:00.001+02:002010-11-23T05:59:24.968+02:00Crâmpeie .<em>Sa pictez un colt de suflet pe buze de lut </em><br />
<em>Sa iau apa cristalina drept ochii de imprumut </em><br />
<em>Sa astern pe pielea ta , </em><br />
<em>Albul fulgului de nea .</em><br />
<em>Si pe crestetul tau moale</em><br />
<em>Sa prind raze mici de soare .</em>alex`ndrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07210273976293479859noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403092251937976475.post-26954861425865109632010-11-22T17:35:00.001+02:002010-11-22T23:23:39.914+02:00The quote of the day .<span style="color: white;"><br />
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<span style="color: #6ecce1;"><em><span style="color: white;">"Imi dadeam din nou seama cand m-am trezit ca era prea devreme si stiam ca incetul cu incetul zilele deveneau nopti , iar noptile zile .[..] e amurgul , din nou . Oricat de perfecta ar fi o zi , intotdeauna se termina ." - Amurg -Stephanie Mayer .</span></em> </span>alex`ndrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07210273976293479859noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403092251937976475.post-15369259229730681322010-11-21T22:47:00.000+02:002010-11-21T22:50:02.676+02:00* asteptand ..<div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVPzpBqiMm457F-CSBnEJ1frivvfvLyQ5vydLICwL3_RyyMgN8dgGb5NFejN_iI7wEiIpmiXYtIJFxflrfG6jInFrNBfyKXkaAqEzh2X0tfEYUNmsVdAogM5KbTtscDqhkeaDfp9pl-s5F/s1600/I__ve_been_waiting_for_you___by_Marrie_Ann.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; height: 337px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; width: 213px;"><img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVPzpBqiMm457F-CSBnEJ1frivvfvLyQ5vydLICwL3_RyyMgN8dgGb5NFejN_iI7wEiIpmiXYtIJFxflrfG6jInFrNBfyKXkaAqEzh2X0tfEYUNmsVdAogM5KbTtscDqhkeaDfp9pl-s5F/s320/I__ve_been_waiting_for_you___by_Marrie_Ann.jpg" width="209" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>"Cu rabdarea treci marea . " Prostii , minciuni .. aberatii . Cata rabdare sa mai ai cand gandurile iti sparg tamplele ? cand dorul iti soarbe si ultima picatura de fericire ce-ti aluneca pe buze ? cum sa mai poti numara lunile ,apoi zilele , apoi orele ? si cum ? cum sa mai inchizi ochii cand ceilalti spun : "ai rabdare , o sa treaca .. va fi bine " . Am auzit asta de prea multe ori ca sa mai cred ; mi-am faurit din speranta - liniste ,dar dorul mi-a castigat inima . La naiba ! iar mi se inunda ochii cu fulgi reci . Atat de mult mai e , atatea sentimente imi napadesc fiinta , ma cutremura , ma agita , ma lasa fara suflare . Si stiu ca incetul cu incetul zilele devin nopti , iar noptile zile . Asteptand *.Asteptand *.Asteptand - imbatandu-mi dorul . Asa imi xeroxez sperantele , zi de zi imprastiindu-ma in mii de bucatele , afundandu-ma in fulgii reci .. de portocala . Asa tavanul imi devine si mare si mal si asfalt , pe el imi proiectez gandurile , imi pictez visele in verde . Inca * asteptand .* Asteptand .*Asteptand .</em></div></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em> alex`ndr . </em></div></div></div>alex`ndrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07210273976293479859noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403092251937976475.post-80339968858328247002010-11-13T19:04:00.000+02:002010-11-13T19:04:00.118+02:00<em>Arunca-mi sufletul pe mare,</em><br />
<em>Ingroapa-l intr-un cub de sare</em><br />
<em>Farama-mi goliciunea timpului hain</em><br />
<em>Da-mi din viata ta putin cate putin .</em><br />
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<em>Completeaza-mi visele incomplete</em><br />
<em>Si-arata-mi ce e dragostea pe-ndelete</em><br />
<em>Fa-mi din frunza ruginie ,</em><br />
<em>Multe flori de iasomie . </em><br />
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<em>Sopteste-mi amurgul demult inghetat</em><br />
<em>Si-adumi rasaritul , pe nori presarat .</em>alex`ndrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07210273976293479859noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403092251937976475.post-97011308870147722010-11-12T19:13:00.000+02:002010-11-12T19:13:57.620+02:0012<em>Triste framantari apasa , peste-un suflet incarcat</em><br />
<em>Te cutremura si lasa .. urme ,lacrimi ,dor secat</em><br />
<em>Si fa-ti timp sa o asculti , sentimentele-ti trezesc </em><br />
<em>Lasa-mi lumea , lasa-mi timpul ,lasa-ti tot ce e lumesc .</em><br />
<em>Arse lacrimi de noroi , murdaresc obraji goi </em><br />
<em>Incercand sa inteleg ,notiunea "noi" </em><br />
<em>Ganduri mii ma/te navalesc</em><br />
<em>De pamant ma/te izbesc . </em><br />
<em>Mi-ai strivit venele-alarmate</em><br />
<em>Cu intrebari si zambete blocate</em><br />
<em> Poate-am sa gasesc raspunsul mai tarziu .. </em><br />
<em>Caci pe moment spun doar "nu stiu" . </em>alex`ndrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07210273976293479859noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403092251937976475.post-32542308162361996332010-11-02T16:52:00.000+02:002010-11-02T16:54:27.464+02:00Mi-e mister<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Ciudat. Ciudat e si ce se intampla </em></div></div><em>Nu pot si nu-ti gasesc vre-o culpa</em><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Si de ce Ea ? si de ce Tu ? </em></div><em>Sau poate minti , sau poate nu . </em><br />
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<em>Sau poate ca nu-i Ea ce-ti doresti,</em><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Sau poate ca si-acum gresesti . </em></div><em>Sau poate ca din nestiinta .. </em><br />
<em>Sau poate ca-i doar o dorinta . </em><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Mi-e gandul praf , mi-e mintea scrum ,</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Mi-e sufletul lasat pe drum . </em></div><em>Ceva e sigur la mijloc </em><br />
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<em>Amestecand cu voiosie , roua din cafea </em><br />
<em>Un "neata" ragusit si matinal , </em><br />
<em>Cantand , aud FM-ul pe fudal .</em><br />
<em>"Ce mica-i vacanta mare " ; era un vers </em><br />
<em>Desi ascult adormita si far` de interes . </em><br />
<em>E prima zi de scoala </em><br />
<em>Si parca-as vrea o vara . </em><br />
<em>Iar acum plec , ceva emotii am ,</em><br />
<em>Arunc pe deget cheile , si-n umar un ghiozdan .</em>alex`ndrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07210273976293479859noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403092251937976475.post-80741690662745386702010-09-10T19:00:00.000+03:002010-09-10T19:00:57.970+03:00ZiDimineata , roua , cafea amara , esarfa mov , acasa , ciuleandra .. monoton .alex`ndrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07210273976293479859noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403092251937976475.post-57586647888335730152010-09-03T19:42:00.000+03:002010-11-18T17:32:56.982+02:00Toamnă udă<em>Miros de toamna , </em><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMsx-9o0OYIqGN-J8QTqdWhrtLcey8FQzyB2pX9wtJOcQCg50sBvUiN4DEmACJXdzMrMf5Pce5uXUq4JVDrvGO8SqdffIjU-HJetwWgCnzL2iLufWbJddTq3QzD76IXumqYZLaPwkEpyU/s1600/Autumn_leaves_in_frozen_souls_by_iNeedChemicalX.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><em><img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMsx-9o0OYIqGN-J8QTqdWhrtLcey8FQzyB2pX9wtJOcQCg50sBvUiN4DEmACJXdzMrMf5Pce5uXUq4JVDrvGO8SqdffIjU-HJetwWgCnzL2iLufWbJddTq3QzD76IXumqYZLaPwkEpyU/s400/Autumn_leaves_in_frozen_souls_by_iNeedChemicalX.jpg" width="267" /></em></a><em>Parfum de frunze moarte ,</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Copii ce merg spre scoala .</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Cu un ghiozdan in spate . </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Noi inceputuri vechi , </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Natura a amortit </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Si frunzele se leagana</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Precum un candelabru ruginit . </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><em>Imbratisata sta ploaia cu vantul</em><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Cand frigul gadila pamantul</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Si norii vantul , </em></div><em>Zburand ca gandul . </em><br />
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<em>La primul lor stranut usor </em><br />
<em>Sare pe ram , pornind in zbor , un puisor </em><br />
<em>Razlet , soarele ne face din ochi</em><br />
<em>Cu greu facandu-si loc de stropi . </em><br />
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<em>Caci ea , in straie ruginii se poarta </em><br />
<em>Si-i slaba , uda si uscata </em><br />
<em>Cand sufla aspru peste noi ,</em><br />
<em>Ne lasa garbovi , reci si goi . </em><br />
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<strong><span style="color: black;">Alex`ndr A.</span></strong>alex`ndrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07210273976293479859noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403092251937976475.post-70151149622168911812010-09-02T11:49:00.000+03:002010-09-02T11:49:05.764+03:00Joi , 2<em>E septembrie , e joi si e in 2 . </em><br />
<em>Nu , nu suntem doi , nu suntem "noi" , </em><br />
<em>Ci-i ziua 2 , o zi cu ploi . </em><br />
<em>O zi de joi . </em><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>E vant , si-i scrasnet mut de frunze , </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Parfum de melodie tresare-ncet pe buze ;</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Cand ploaia valseaza nonsalant la geam </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Si poamele se-ngramadesc pe ram . </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>In trilul stins si glas amar ,</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Carduri se duc , pasari dispar </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Nu mai aud vre-un tril vioi .. </em></div><em>Si inca-i joi , septembrie si-s ploi .</em><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Tacit , bat ritm scazut pe foaie , </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Si-i frig , si-i ploaie </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Bureaza alene , plictisit , greoi </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Ca doar e joi . </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Seara-mi aduce o mie unu` vise </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Furate de la oameni , din viata lor desprinse .</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>La geam , in valsul stropilor cei mici </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>S-au alipit doi licurici .</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Genele negre se grabesc .. </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Sa cada peste ochii goi</em></div><em>Uitand ca e septembrie ,uitand ca e in 2 </em><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Nu ,nu suntem doi , nu vom fi "noi" </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Ci ziua doi , cu ploi .</em> </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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<em> </em> Alex`ndr . A </div>alex`ndrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07210273976293479859noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403092251937976475.post-63960493349148957072010-08-13T16:26:00.000+03:002010-09-02T11:11:27.242+03:00Zi<em>Ai muscat din dimineata,</em><br />
<em>Te-ai splat cu nori pe fata,</em><br />
<em>Te-a hranit cu raze vantul</em><br />
<em>Si te-a imbracat pamantul .</em><br />
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<em>La amiaza te imbata</em><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK3dEJpMLjhbHW2g0AF29DQPw0tlpTs0T6kGe-jtpQAViQW3i2l-fyWj9zsB-tcnqqL9mbky1NAgdm-W98dHc-bMtYjKwaEKCeTlO6_1jjYudr1ViOwZpaMcYnNBRTu4-ii_FTClsEf1w/s1600/3_4_6_by_ennabird.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><em><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK3dEJpMLjhbHW2g0AF29DQPw0tlpTs0T6kGe-jtpQAViQW3i2l-fyWj9zsB-tcnqqL9mbky1NAgdm-W98dHc-bMtYjKwaEKCeTlO6_1jjYudr1ViOwZpaMcYnNBRTu4-ii_FTClsEf1w/s320/3_4_6_by_ennabird.jpg" /></em></a><em>Stropi de ploaie-nmiresmata.</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Picura lumina peste tine ,</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Si ti-e bine . </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Seara , luna de asculta,</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Si usor usor te-avanta </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>In bratele stelelor</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Pe taramul viselor.</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Si nu pare grea sa fie </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>A noastra copilarie.</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Incepand de dimineata</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Strangem firmituri de viata ... </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>... insirandu-le pe ata. </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Ata , facandu-se ghem , </em></div><em>De finish ne-apropiem .</em><br />
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<em> Alex`ndr. A </em>alex`ndrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07210273976293479859noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403092251937976475.post-8596004043112708982010-08-12T16:06:00.000+03:002010-08-12T16:09:58.645+03:00Noapte<em>Si cerul da in clocot .. </em><br />
<em>Iar bolta ca un clopot</em><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgazZB2lOt79P3RAVdmMb7YPQLtXH6sW_jklKrXL8YLydWYhrW1SxXESw38rt_VdcuniqHghXm_v42ZzgdTmnJB3xYnUBugyvjIzCH1V_hZe32S64rZQvn8ee5O3kaNZjJF8g-NVENQNSk/s1600/Rain_of_stars_by_Mar_ka.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><em><img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgazZB2lOt79P3RAVdmMb7YPQLtXH6sW_jklKrXL8YLydWYhrW1SxXESw38rt_VdcuniqHghXm_v42ZzgdTmnJB3xYnUBugyvjIzCH1V_hZe32S64rZQvn8ee5O3kaNZjJF8g-NVENQNSk/s400/Rain_of_stars_by_Mar_ka.jpg" width="300" /></em></a><em>Sta acum sa cada,</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Pe pamant gramada.</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Cand stelele departe , stau parca sugrumate </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Se-mping si dau din coate ,</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Lovind batrana noapte .. </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Venita de departe .</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Si poposita-aici,</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Regina la furnici</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Stapana peste sat,</em></div><em>Cu case presarat . </em><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Dar nu sta mult la noi </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Si intra in razboi , </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Cu soarele arzator , </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Si vesnic calator . </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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<em>Ma inteapa soarele , pe crestetul moale ,</em><br />
<em>Dar nu ma uit la el,sa nu-i iau din culoare.</em><br />
<em>Imi tipa razele in tample , </em><br />
<em>Si ma gandesc la ce o sa se-ntample . </em><br />
<em>In dimineata eleganta , in raze dulci ma scald ,</em><br />
<em>In timp ce din copacul rosu .. </em><br />
<em>Frunze albastre cad , pe jos , pe gard . </em><br />
<em>Ma mangaie un nor strain , pribeag si calator </em><br />
<em>Cand vantul m-amorteste cu trei povesti de dor.</em><br />
<em>O sa-mi continui eu povestea , dar poate altadat` ;</em><br />
<em>C-afara este rece si-amurgul m-a piscat .</em> <br />
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<em> Alex`ndr . A .</em>alex`ndrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07210273976293479859noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403092251937976475.post-4753554152763136852010-08-11T11:10:00.000+03:002010-08-11T11:11:32.535+03:00Praf de viață<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"><em> Suflete ! tu ghem de sticla ! </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQLOqZDDGx7q2jDkQsOSlrmtDnMHRqvJFZSpS3CmKHfdHT-U_faYrliXxYjQWUC93tl8kE4ItGCZZuKjWZU9BKdQ_XnW8VlHJyRLiYs5V8TXxrHjG_Z-6ASCWbAQVMSq14pcOelKzPfTQ/s1600/One_of_your_memories__by_xStandingInTheRainx.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQLOqZDDGx7q2jDkQsOSlrmtDnMHRqvJFZSpS3CmKHfdHT-U_faYrliXxYjQWUC93tl8kE4ItGCZZuKjWZU9BKdQ_XnW8VlHJyRLiYs5V8TXxrHjG_Z-6ASCWbAQVMSq14pcOelKzPfTQ/s320/One_of_your_memories__by_xStandingInTheRainx.jpg" /></a><em>Te-ai oprit , vasazica .. </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"><em>Pe strada amintirilor fumate</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"><em>Si in valiza inimii indesate . </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"><em>Chiar din al meu bazar de vise vrei sa iei ?! </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"><em>Te rog , adu-ti aminte si de anii mei ! </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"><em>Ca aminirile-mi raman din toate,</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"><em>Intr-un sertar al inimii stand ferecate.</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"><em>Inca mai am pupilele sedate</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"><em>Cu fel si fel de lucruri amestecate</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"><em>De vreau de ele ca sa ma scutesc,</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"><em>Deschid sertarul meu , si-ncep sa rascolesc.</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"><em>Prin prafuitele farame , de viata scuturate,</em></div><div style="text-align: left;"><em>Cu zambete , cu vise , cu lacrimi imbibate .</em></div><div style="text-align: left;"><em>Inca tanjesti sa-mi iei ceea ce multi nu au ?! </em></div><div style="text-align: left;"><em>Cere-mi orice in schimb , dar amintiri nu-ti dau .</em> </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div>alex`ndrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07210273976293479859noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403092251937976475.post-66012485644943352332010-08-10T23:44:00.000+03:002010-08-11T11:17:49.312+03:00Nosce te ipsum ! ( Cunoaște-te pe tine însuți ! )<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><em>Inr-o hlamida , imbracat sta un histrion</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><em>Si sustine cu mandrie ca e domn.</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><em>La fata porfiriu si-aprins,</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><em>Cu ochii mici , cu parul lins si suflet stins .</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><em>Si soarbe din potiru-i opalescent,</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><em>Vorbind mieros si zice el - decent .</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><em>As spune eu , intraductibil</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><em>Pe-acelasi ton , neverosimil .</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><em>Acest netot si figurina a societatii , </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><em>Mai bine spus , acest fiasco al vietii ,</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><em>Hulpav , minicinos , si hraparet </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><em>E demn de dispret . </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><em>Unii imi spui , si chiar le dau crezare , </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><em>Si nu e vorba la-ntamplare ; </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><em>"A fi domn , nu-i cu mirare ,</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><em>A fi om , e lucru mare ! "</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><em> Alex`ndr . A . </em></div><blockquote><blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><em> Gutta cavat lapidem , non vi , sed saepe cadendo . </em></div></blockquote></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><em># .. picatura gaureste piatra , nu prin forta ei , ci prin continua ei cadere.</em> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Bulgari de apa plamadesc picaturi de tarana,</span></em></div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Norii si iarba,acelasi refren imi ingana</span></em></div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Bulgarii se farama incet si marunt ,</span></em></div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Potop e in cer,potop pe pamant. </span></em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">In piept se bat copacii,cu crengile-ndoite</span></em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Iar sus pe gard stau pasari , cu aripi dezgolite . </span></em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Privind uimite si-ngrozite .. </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Potop inapoi,potop si-nainte .</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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