{"id":483,"date":"2012-01-03T18:56:09","date_gmt":"2012-01-03T18:56:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=483"},"modified":"2012-03-20T16:41:52","modified_gmt":"2012-03-20T16:41:52","slug":"483","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2012\/01\/03\/483\/","title":{"rendered":"\u00cen amurg – Emilia \u0162u\u0163uianu"},"content":{"rendered":"

\u00a0\u00cen amurg -Emilia \u0162u\u0163uianu<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 – poeme –<\/p>\n

NELINISTE<\/strong><\/p>\n

Tristetile noptilor sunt\"\"<\/a>
\nne\u00eengaduitoare,
\nEle se nasc din trairile zilelor,
\nsi mor din dorurile ne\u00eemplinite.
\nDe aceea nu ne iarta,
\nci ne \u00eempovareaza\u2026
\ncu dorinta cunoasterii de sine.<\/p>\n

M\u00c3RIMEA TIMPULUI<\/strong><\/p>\n

Zilele si noptile se masoara cu ora.
\nUnele sunt scurte, altele sunt lungi,
\nDar marimea lor nu depinde de ora
\nCi, doar de telul la care vrei s-ajungi.
\nEu vreau zile si nopti ca la Polul Nord
\nPoate ca atunci voi avea Timp
\nSa Traiesc, sa G\u00e2ndesc, sa Iubesc
\nDar, poate ca nici atunci,
\nfiindca,
\nSase luni noapte, sase luni zi,
\nSe masoara tot cu ora
\n\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.
\nNu-mi ram\u00e2ne dec\u00e2t timpul
\nTransformat \u00een Eternitate<\/p>\n

VIATA SI MOARTEA<\/strong>
\n\u00cen zori, c\u00e2nd soarele cu soapte se rasfr\u00e2nge,
\nLumina cu stelite piteste-n ea ivirea\u2026
\nSuav parfum de roze marturisesc iubirea,
\nSi-n tacute vise, chemarea lor se fr\u00e2nge..
\nLumina cu stelite piteste-n ea ivirea\u2026
\nClipa stravezie ca amintire trece,
\nSi-n \u00een tacute vise, chemarea lor se fr\u00e2nge..
\nPam\u00e2ntul re\u00eenvie ca dintr-o lume rece.
\nClipa stravezie ca amintire trece,
\nCu g\u00e2nduri grele, crengi de cais s-apleca,
\nPam\u00e2ntul re\u00eenvie ca dintr-o lume rece,
\nSa le adune-n vise ce vin, traiesc si pleaca.
\nCu g\u00e2nduri grele, crengi de cais s-apleca,
\n\u00cembratis\u00e2nd pam\u00e2ntul cu amagiri desarte,
\nSa le adune-n vise ce vin, traiesc si pleaca,
\nTot ce a fost viata si neatins de moarte.<\/p>\n

ILUZIE<\/strong><\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd a cazut o petala,
\nm-am bucurat.
\nAm crezut ca va creste
\nFructul.
\nAm asteptat\u2026,dar
\nel n-a mai aparut.
\nAtunci mi-am dat seama,
\nc\u00e2t de mult am cerut!<\/p>\n

\u00a0DESTIN<\/strong><\/p>\n

Pasesc, privind tot \u00eenainte,<\/p>\n

Prin frunzele ce cad fosnind-<\/p>\n

Cr\u00e2mpei de vise ostenite,<\/p>\n

Tresar sub pasu-mi obosit<\/p>\n

Zadarnic ochii mei mai cata,<\/p>\n

Prin vechiul Aladin ochean \u2013<\/p>\n

O raz\u00e3 limpede, curat\u00e3,<\/p>\n

Pe care-o vreau\u2026dar n-o mai am!
\nStingher tu treci pe l\u00e2nga mine,
\nSi ierni aduci si v\u00e2nturi reci\u2026
\nOh !\u2026te cunosc at\u00e2t de bine,
\nDestin al meu, la cine pleci?<\/p>\n

SECVEN\u0162E<\/strong><\/p>\n

De c\u00e2te ori ninge cu flori de m\u0103r,<\/p>\n

simt c\u0103 tr\u0103iesc miracolul devenirii\u2026
\nLe iau \u00een palme, le sarut
\ndar ele se metamorfozeaza\u0103
\n\u00cen lacrimi, ce cad una c\u00e2te una\u2026
\npentru a \u00eembra\u0163isa pam\u00e2ntul
\ncu flacara Iubirii\u2026<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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