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Mihaela Pirjol Poems
Fears in heart, fears in mind, For them reason I can't find; Fears in love and of unknown Of the wind and what may blow;
We cannot aspire to that which is already dead, And there is no solace in delusion; We should save the present for future memories Thus to remember we had a life we lived.
Speak To Me
Speak to me when I am lonesome, weak and sad
Waltz With Me
Waltz with me Floating in the air, My waist tight to thee On the dance floor, pair.
Break The Boundaries
Break the boundaries of preconceived limitation, Free yourself from bondage, the stone which pulls you drawn, Explore your nature divine in full attention And find the root of truth, discover who you are;
Coincidence Or Fate?
Between random things and situations, Distinctive messages in dot connection; Beyond rational mind to heart they speak And she reveals the truth in burning cheek.
Aqua Marinae (Haiku)
I miss the girl I used to be I miss her smile, even her tears; I miss the innocence she lost Along in life, she cannot restore.
The Willows By The Brook
Near the willows by the brook There, as a child I used to play With children from my neighbourhood, When everything was magic and so gay;
Destination- -Death (Senryu)
The ominous Yellow conferred us not the benediction It roamed the streets with us for years, everywhere; Persiflage its bestowed Light—prelude to crucifixion; Chimerical guidance through paths which led no-where.
Snowflakes and Petals (Haiku)
Heart Is Truth
My heart belongs to me and only me. It is not selfishness, only the need to be Free from attachment and desire free.
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Fears in heart, fears in mind,
For them reason I can't find;
Fears in love and of unknown
Of the wind and what may blow;
Sleepless nights covered in worry
For myself I feel so sorry.
Random thoughts irrational
Chase my thoughts exhaustible,
Some of them without no substance,
In some others, feel the absence
Of someone with whom to share
This aching fear; it's so unfair!
A warm embrace, a gentle touch,
To mine fears would mean so much;
To assure and wash away
Leaving place for brighter day;
Yet, my pillow only knows my fears, ...