Mi-e frica..

Mi-e frica de un singur lucru ce naste apoi pe cele mii,

Sunt omul care naste cuvintul ,cuvintul spus pe el il naste.

Si nu mi-e frica ca ai sa spui ceva de rana,

Iti dau pe toate ,in toi de pomana.

Si daca am spus ca ii iubesc pe toti ai mei,

Mi-e frica sa nu imi ii ea,o floare de tei.

Apoi un strigat,din dealuri se aude.

Lume ,mi-e frica de-un singur lucru.

Nu mi-e teama ca miine in suflet un cutremur se va aude,

Sau poate acel vulcan prin vene se va scurge,

Chiar daca ar fi pe lacrima sa mi-o usuce,durerea,

Nu mi-e frica ca ma zdrobi in bucati,nu mi-e frica daca imi vor lua averea.

Spre acea casa frica imi alearga,

Spre acel suflet iubit grija vrea sa imi mearga.

Sa nu mii fure ,plapuma neagra de atitea ori.

Sa mii faca pe toti nemuritori.

Sa imi lase privirea si sa nu imi priveasca in urma,

Nu mi-e frica si nici suparare in umbra.

Caci voi fi inplinita,cu gind si in privire.

Daca toti,cei iubesc vor trai pina la lucire.

Mi-e frica si de lacrima lor varsata,

Oceanul sarat sa nu le iasa in fata.

Mi-e frica sa nu mi-i   acopere pe ei.

Mi-e frica sa nu imi ii ea,o floare de tei.

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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