Maria Magdalena Biela

Freshman - 871 Points [Maddalena]

Maria Magdalena Biela Poems

1. Acrostic Ii 2/20/2014
2. Innocence 4/21/2014
3. From Now Until It's Now Again 7/19/2014
4. The Autistic Land (Sonnet) 8/22/2014
5. If Need Be 10/28/2014
6. Primele Iubiri / First Loves 5/7/2015
7. Descantec De Ploaie / Rain Spell 5/10/2015
8. Iubeste-Mi Mainile / Oh, Love My Hands 5/23/2015
9. Note De Primavara / Spring Notes 6/4/2015
10. To All The Yesterdays And More Tomorrows 6/8/2015
11. Si Iar Mi-E Sufletul La Tine / And Once Again My Soul Cries For You 6/12/2015
12. Dorul / Longing 6/22/2015
13. Happy Birthday, My Dearest Father! 7/14/2015
14. Sonnet / Sonet 7/17/2015
15. Contabilitate / Accountancy 7/18/2015
16. De Dragoste / Of Love -new- 7/24/2015
17. Cantec De Adormit Genunchii / Lullaby For The Knees -new- 7/24/2015
18. Evocare / Conjuring -new- 7/24/2015
19. Sonnet 5/2/2014
20. Acrostic 2/20/2014
21. Acrostic I 2/20/2014
22. Donation 3/25/2015
23. The Wounded Healer 4/1/2015
24. Primavara / Spring 4/17/2015
25. Willed Out 2/16/2015
26. Mountain Ash 3/25/2015
27. Tonight 12/30/2014
28. Hypocrisy 1/11/2015
29. Garden Of War 1/19/2015
30. Apart 2/20/2014
31. I Kid You Not 2/20/2014
32. Dot The I 3/20/2014
33. I Thee Wed 4/15/2014
34. The Actor And The Savages 1/19/2015
35. Weep No More, My Willow Tree! 7/31/2014
36. Franciscae Meae Laudes 3/19/2015
37. The Wedding Photo 2/20/2014
38. Written On The Wind 6/29/2014
39. The Empty Room 11/28/2014
Best Poem of Maria Magdalena Biela

The Empty Room

I stood silently watching the room

it was my last time there.

My eyes in sadness mirrored the gloom

that was too hard to bear.


With heavy heart I swallowed my tears

while I was held and kissed.

I knew that after all those years

I'll miss and I'll be missed.


An empty room was quizzing me:

'How much do you remember? '

I saw myself through memory

until this last November.


How many children did I raise?

How many minds I've lightened?

I was a teacher all my days

and I was never...

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Dorul / Longing

Setos iti beau mireasma si-ti cuprind obrajii
cu palmele-amândoua, cum cuprinzi
în suflet o minune.
Ne arde-apropierea, ochi în ochi cum stam.
Si totusi tu-mi soptesti: 'Mi-asa de dor de tine! '
Asa de tainic tu mi-o spui si dornic, parc-as fi
pribeag pe-un alt pamânt.


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