Cit timp a trecut de cind milioanele de secunde mi-au oprit privirea,si cite minute mi-au   oprit respiratia.Cind tacerea a inceput sa fie inteleasa doar atunci cind ochii imi erau deschisi in fata lui.Cit timp a trecut de cind amintirile au fost adunate si doar astazi facute scrum caci a aparut” EL”.

Ochii tai..mai frumosi ,mai buni,mai patrunzatori de-o mie de ori..

Cine esti?!..Sufleul se zbate ,moare,reinvie atunci cind vrea sa-mi raspunda..

Pentru ce esti?!…Gindul se  inalta,se desprinde si zboara..

De ce esti?!.. intrebare fara raspuns..



Renastere..dintre el cu mine..

Caci il stiam de undeva,l-am cunoscut in alta viata,l-am simtit in vis si l-am vazut in viitor.

Sentiment ce e gata sa se aprinda chiar cind ploua.Ce e gata sa reziste chiar cind e frig…Sentiment in care dorul alina pielea,o cuprinde cu atita finitate.Un diamant de zimbet,ce taie oglinda zilei.

E sentiment,e farmec,e fericire intr-un suflet..O frumusete a unui amurg sau a unui rasarit,ce este infipt in ecoul gindului ce se desprinde cu fiecare minut.

Este el,acel TU care l-ai asteptat pina acum si de acum.Ascuns in cea mai valoroasa taina,care este legata si de cea adevarata.


Published by daianapirgaru

Hello, there! My name is Diana. I am from the Republic of Moldova. Moved to the United States in 2016, and started from the beginning. I was born to inhale words instead of air, to have ink instead of blood, to live thousands of years everything people live in a moment. Since I remember myself, I had this deep connection with the moon, autumn, and woods. I was the sensitive child in the family or the weirdest one. I discovered my passion at an early age, but my wings were broken since I was in high school. Didn't stop flying. Moved to another planet, where I had to learn English from the beginning. I am an overexcited person who adores words and struggles with grammar. I write gritty short stories, novels, and poems, holidays articles, etc. Besides that, I am a student and a MOM.

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