Marieta Maglas

Bronze Star - 2,687 Points (19-05-1964 / Radauti, Judet Suceava, Romania)

Marieta Maglas Poems

1. Serenading Spirits 1/16/2010
2. The Reason Behind Feelings 2/13/2010
3. Passing Of Time 3/8/2010
4. Love 4/19/2010
5. T-Senryu-A True Friend 6/10/2010
6. T-Senryu-His Best Friend 6/10/2010
7. T-Senryu-Life 6/10/2010
8. T-Senryu-The Eye 6/10/2010
9. T-Senryu-Things 6/10/2010
10. T-Senryu-Ineluctable Destiny 6/10/2010
11. T-Senryu-Self-Reliant 6/10/2010
12. T-Senryu-The Flame 6/10/2010
13. T-Senryu-Hate 6/10/2010
14. Still Loving You..... 6/21/2010
15. X-Haiku-Existence 6/21/2010
16. X-Haiku-Memories 6/27/2010
17. Blue Movement 7/3/2010
18. W-Haiku 1 7/3/2010
19. W-Haiku 2 7/3/2010
20. Z-Haiku-I 7/2/2010
21. X-Haiku-Greenhouse Windows 7/5/2010
22. X-Haiku-Atmospheric Clue 7/5/2010
23. Simple 7/15/2010
24. The Meeting 7/15/2010
25. Love's Illusion 7/15/2010
26. Older Than This Tree 7/15/2010
27. Nothing More 7/15/2010
28. Your Words 7/15/2010
29. Uncertainty 7/15/2010
30. My Solitude 7/15/2010
31. Total Balance 7/15/2010
32. The Intersection 8/4/2010
33. The Colored Spin Wheel Of Death 8/4/2010
34. Z.Haiku-The Cause 8/8/2010
35. Z.Haiku-God 8/8/2010
36. Z.Haiku-Consciousness 8/8/2010
37. Z.Haiku-Kids 8/8/2010
38. Z.Haiku-Silkworms 8/8/2010
39. Z.Haiku-The Tree 8/8/2010
40. Z.Haiku-Crystal 8/8/2010
Best Poem of Marieta Maglas

Latina Time

This game is the way in which slaughter becomes an end in itself.

Acta est fabula plaudite
The play has been performed; applaud!

Surely, less obvious ways exist
The Darkness seeks to manipulate us into its service.


Actus non facit reum nisi mens sit rea.
The act is not guilty unless the mind is also guilty.


Once all of them have won a very special princess prize,
the game is over....
and they will never buy another one.....

Alis grave nil.
Nothing is heavy to those who have wings

And maybe we cannot understand what's going...

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King Lear+++

If you didn’t dream up always new ideas
And if they didn't empower you
To make our dreams become more real,

If you didn't dance in the rain,

If you didn't cry
For not being a child
Any longer,

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