Biography of Elena Sandu
Am I a poet? Myself as such, how could I see?
I have no clue of how to write good poetry...
My tiny words, are nothing more then little tries
to have a whisper of my heart
(I only changed a habit, that of speaking to a wall,
the paper seems to listen to me more.)
Most of time I write fast and free, just like I love to dance, ignoring imposed rules the only thread followed being my soul, my heart, memory trying to catch on paper few moments of unconsciously instinctual breathing.
- A Kiss Catcher
- *Snow, it's not your time to go, please ...
- Snow drops
- . poemhunter
- tiny words
- Master of my Soul
- Romeo and Juliet Nowdays May Keep Alive
- Mellow Rain
- .(*_*) Let's have a party! !
- The River
- ..Not hard nor easy..if not impossible
- Am I Not Happy? ! ? ....
- Tears Of Love
control control! !
Too many times a day
Control the sleeping
time, the wake!
of coffee, milk,