Lacrima.

Lacrima,ce mergi agale pe obraz si mai apoi,

Nu te opresti ,e disperare si imi strigi ca e gunoi.

Scurgerea ti-e atit de adinca si de acolo te pornesti,

Unde ploaia ti-e si sora,si nimicul de iertat.

Lacrima,ce nu te saturi sa te scurgi atit de mult,

Unde iti este stapinirea,si al tau leac de mai placut.

Vindeci ranile acelea care vreau sa le tot uit,

Imi tai glasul si privirea si ma inveti sa fiu ,mut.

Te-ai indragostit intr-una ,asa ca nici nu ma lasi sa nu te simt.

Vreau sa fug de tine,dar din nou ma tot mint.

Vrei sa fii cu mine acuma,si de miine ,zi cu zi.

Vrei ca in pururi sa ma cladesti intr-un zid.

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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