Cutitul de singe.

Intoarce-ti privirea,tu omule ce mergi pe drum,

Caci dupa cite vad,sufletul ti-e doar fum.

Nu stiu cum sa iti spun,oricum,

Daca om nu poti sa fii,dupa fapta lui.

 

Cit poti ,tu sa mergi si sa nu te mai opresti?!

Din pasul fulger si ochii de fiara,

Cind glasul rau ramine de povara.

Iar ochiul,ochiul nu se linisteste.

 

In urma ta,nu se vede decit rani,

A caror urme nu le spala ,ploaia.

Desculti chiar daca ve-i patrunde.

Cu siguranta,ve-i simti pe unde.

 

Si dintr-o data din adincuri profunde,

Din urma ve-i dori sa arunci,

Priviri,de ti-or inchide ochii

Si glasuri,ce ti-or amorti cuvintul.

 

Nu ai vrut,sau stirea iti sta in mina,

Ca ai lovit din capat si din inima.

Nu te-ai oprit nici la o rugaminte,

Nimic nu ti-a ramas atuncia in minte.

 

Ai dorit sa-ti inchizi sunetul,

Ai dorit sa-i inchizi si cuvintul.

Si ti-ai scos nervii la audienta.

Greseala si pacatul isi aveau prezenta.

 

Punctul de pamint,ce l-ai facu acuma

E de prisos in  intreaga lume.

Plingind nu ti-ai lasat o lacrima,numai una,

De atit pacat in tine s-a inchis si luna.

 

Se vede-n tine,om daca ai fi om?!

O mina-n sus ,si acum cu singe.

Nu stiu cum sa iti spun,oricum,

Daca om nu poti sa fii,dupa fapta cui.?!

 

 

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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