Mi-e scârbă de tine!

Friday, August 1, 2014

Mi-e scârbă de tine
Şi tot ceea ce eşti!
Reflexia ta ȋn oglindă
Abia poti să o priveşti!

Cine stă să se uite
La un sac de gunoi
Plin ochi
De carne stricată şi puroi!

Încolăceşte-te ca un melc!
Pierde-ţi cochilia!
Aruncă-te ȋn râu
Exact ca Ophelia!

Opreşte-ţi respiraţia
Şi stai ȋn acest loc
Purifică-te,
Aruncându-te intr-un mare foc!

She wishes

Thursday, June 19, 2014

She wishes she was high in the sky,
Flying around
Without a sound
Watching everything with a bird's eye.


She wishes she was steady on the earth,
Walking around
Tied and bound
Knowing how much is her real worth.


She wishes she was deep in the ground,
Squirming around
Under the mound
Hiding where she can never be found.


But she is her own sky
Walking under the mound, hiding where she can never be found.

But she is her own earth
Squirming without a sound, watching everything with a bird's eye.

But she is her own ground
Flying, tied and bound, knowing how much is her real worth.

The Cliff

Tuesday, May 6, 2014

From the high cliff
You look across
The infinite surrounding you
And you feel at a loss.

You thought you were high,
But you just ended up
Falling with a bigger bang
And wanting to give up.

No booze, no cig, no friend
Can help you this time,
Nothing in this world
Could make you feel fine.

No escape from the past,
Both of you know
History repeats itself
And the fright away doesn't go.

The Prism

Thursday, December 9, 2010

World is crumbling all around,
Smeared,
Like the echo
Of some sounds that isn't heard.


Mind is wandering to unknown places,
Tired,
Like the traveler
That never finds what is required.


Soul is dispersed in different directions,
Confused,
Like the light
Who never found out what for it is used.

Not worthy...

Wednesday, April 7, 2010




You take in Air
But you're not worthy of it.
All these lies you're feeding yourself
Consume you daily bit by bit.


You take in Sadness
But you're not worthy of it.
Not worthy of anything
Not worthy of the people you meet.


You take in your Soul
But you're not worthy of it.
So you just wonder
If for a dead person are all these fit?

The End

Wednesday, November 25, 2009


Trespassing unknown territory
Walking for miles and miles at end
Everything's cold and chilly
And the trees to the ground are bent.


Disoriented, sad and lonely
You walk for miles and miles at end
Having a bad feeling about this,
About the place where you're meant to be sent.


Hope has been lost all the way
Anything might happen in the end.
There's the night right by your side
Leading you to the man's most
terrifying fiend.

Abomination

Saturday, September 12, 2009




The seed of doubt
Buried inside
A feeling that
She's longing to hide.


All the commotion
Its intensification
Concluding to
The utmost abomination.


It's too late now
Maggots crawl,
Killing the body
As well as the soul.

Comfortably Lonely

Thursday, August 6, 2009

She's hugging you
Like you're the last thing to hope to
Like she wants to dig a tunnel into your soul
And stay there once and for all.


She's clenching her tiny fist
Like she wants to stop, she can't resist
Continuing with these hopeless hopes anymore
Loneliness like this she doesn't crave for.


She's closing her eyes
Like in deep concentration, her breath slowly dies
Stop the time! Stop the pain!
And put her on her feet again...

Lifehopper

Sunday, July 5, 2009


She picked up a stick
She looked at him and started to cry
She started killing it
'Grasshopper, grasshopper
I want you to die!'


Once so beautiful and stunning
Now he was limped and couldn't fly
The girl was screaming and killing it
'Grasshopper, grasshopper
I want you to die!'


'Little girl, stop that!'
A man said as he walked by
The girl was crying even more
'Grasshopper, grasshopper
I want you to die!'


'I know this is wrong
But I have to say to you bye
Why isn't it over?
Grasshopper, grasshopper
I want you to die!'



'What have I done?
Oh god, oh my!'
She picked up the inert insect.
'Grasshopper, grasshopper
I want me to die!'

I Might...

Thursday, June 18, 2009


Thougthless, I might say
Was not to think of feelings
The ones that are specific to
Those called human beings.


Self-centred, I might add
For thinking only of me
For forgetting the past
And all that used to be.


Dead, I might conclude
After ending up like this.
Left with nothing but
A blurry remembrance of a kiss.

Falling Choices

Monday, May 11, 2009


He sits in a corner, smoking his cigar
It is burning, the lighter gave it life
But this lighter can't by far
Bring back his beautiful lost wife.


The tears that are running down his face
Might by mistake land on his cigar.
This will make it loose its grace
And won't even bring back his pretty little star.


Now he doesn't sit in the corner
And the cigars are not lit
There is no longer any mourner
And the tears have all been drown with him in a pit.

Where Are You?

Thursday, April 16, 2009


Mommy, daddy, where are you?
I'm scared and all alone!
Some said that... Is it true
That we're never going to go home?


But I want to go back!
I don't like it here...
And it seems that I'm not the only one
Everybody is in great fear!


A nice person showed me the way to the bathroom
But first I have to take a shower.
Mommy, daddy, I'm still scared...
Where are you at this hour?