Poesis

[Arwen]

We walk this way of silver stone
For ever feeling more alone
Under the eyes of gods we march
In step,
Following a thousand hearts of rythm
Slaves of a will
We've never been aware of.

We march, our faces as ashes,
Our eyes glaring in the lust of hate,
Our hearts ever closer
As we aproach the end.

For life is but a mere glimpse
Of the eternal bliss or pain
And as you play your strings
Upon us,
I see that yet,
With life as just a shadow,
With death but a promise
We, still, as humans are alive
And you as gods, are dead.

[Arwen]

Vantul mi-a spus candva ca lumea e departe
De ce-ar putea sa scrie cineva-ntr-o carte;
Tot el m-a lamurit ca niciodata nu e bine
Sa faci un lucru rau,daca mai ai rushine;

Marea,la randul ei,mi-a spus sa nu cred ce-mi spune vantul
Ca shtie ea ca el rastalmaceshte tot cuvantul
Shi ca shi ei ii face el mereu pe fatza riduri,
Iar cand e furios,da peste tot cu capu-n ziduri;

Pamantul mi-a shoptit ca el ce duce lumea toata-n spate
S-a saturat sa rabde mii de ani de atata nedreptate
Shi ca s-ar scutura,zburlindu-se putzin spre lume,
Daca-ar fi sigur ce din rele-ar face bune…

Focul mi-a zis ca e satul sa arda doar în sus
Shi ca ar vrea sa-asculte totzi ce ar avea de spus:
Ca nu-i corect sa fie maltratat de extinctoare
Shi ca sa fie sluga-n veci la domnul Soare!

Eterul mi s-a plans in taina numai mie
Ca e uitat in vechi tratate de filosofie,
Shi ca nu mai e mult sa fie mort cu zile
Daca e-ntruna poluat de fum shi automobile…

Materia intreaga e nemultzumita ca nu are
In zilele de azi prea multa cautare
Shi ca,atunci cand nu e jos pe paine-ntinsa,
Este constant de spirit shi de ratziune-nvinsa,

Cand tot shi toate mi se adreseaza mie,
Ba ca-s constranse,ba ca-s in colivie,
Strigai la ele:Ce sa va fac eu?
Rugatzi-va la Bunul Dumnezeu…!!!

[KDP]

Coltul poeziilor pe Faraway. Controversatele pareri despre aceste subgenuri si daca au sau nu ele ce sa caute aici se incheie. Decizia e ca au ce cauta aici, dar atata timp cat sunt introduse prin proza si nu sunt de sine statatoare. Toate cele care au fost postate raman insa pe sectiunea asta, adunate frumos si ordonat in topicul de fata.
decizie luata de Arwen, aprobata de KDP

[animalu]

(Un cantec intonat in soapta.)

Abstract.. violent.. hardcoded.. mindpaths,
Sweeping, crying, mezanine bloodbaths..
Howling.. twisted.. incredulous.. numbsheep,
Godly, evil, souleater upkeep..
Offspring.. bad genes.. atavic fleshcalls,
Zombie, worker, graffiti on bonewalls.

Visceral.. senzual.. decaying.. frostbites,
Careless, hinduist, selfhurting pornknights,
Union.. sexlife.. partner.. rotating,
Spermpools, races, ovule penetrating..
Cannibal.. own flesh.. celestial anger,
Adrenalin, corpses, social danger.

Desert.. mindfields.. dead.. vegetation,
Crosses, daggers, selfcrucification..
Puppets.. soulstrings.. demonic.. whorship,
Endless, torture, centipede skincreep..
Nervous.. digital.. one slave'n'master,
Christian, abortion, saintly blindcaster..

Dominate.. serveall.. autocracy tactics,
Nourish, devour, plastic card mindtricks..
Interests.. coinplates.. nobody's hero,
Whitetrash, redscum, says thrivingneggro,
Shotguns.. bloodstains.. red'n'white entrails,
Give it, take it, hide from the drugsnails.

Express.. design.. unlock His blackarts,
Never, now-then, give up the feelhearts..
Wisdom.. old age.. coins.. on goldstring,
Talltents, big axe, totem preparing,
Hear calls.. riders.. abyssal.. stormclouds,
Lightening, visions, entering hellmounds.

Laughter.. bribing.. incoming.. lifedebts,
Panic, googles, hooding the eyedepths..
Madness.. twintears.. wrongways.. created,
Progeny, berserk, soulcastrated..
Fatherhood.. motherhood.. vain nomination,
Social, mental, an abomination.

Thank God he's not a square.
Abstract.. violent.. hardcoded.. mindpaths,
Sweeping, crying, mezanine bloodbaths..

[Tumtin]

Cuvantul moare in tacere
Se zbate injunghiat de vis
si vrea bacsis si vrea durere,
si-ntinde pumnul drept, deschis.

Atata aur pe icoane
prea in zadar s-a spalacit,
caci gaozarii cu plocoane
abia acum au conacit.

Si-si geme-n sine universul
betia stearpa de hasis
Ma doare surd,
ma taie versul
cum simti nevoia sa te pisi.

Nichita Stanescu - Ars poetica

[Praetorian]

Ceea ce simt

Sa-mi dai sens vietii, asta vreau
Sa am o stea de calauza
Caci fara tine ce as fi ?
O biata nava fara panza.

Lumea mi-e mica fara tine
Si casa nu mai mi-este caasa
Si apa pentru ce s-o beau ?
De sa mai m-asez la masa ?

Tu ai sa pleci, o stim prea bine.
E crudul, cruntul adevar.
Si-ai sa-mi iei sufletul cu tine
Si-o sa-mi ramana doar sa mor.

Pe patul mortii daca-as fi,
Un nume drag as murmura,
Cu-n ultim suflu as rosti,
IA-MI RASUFLAREA CU TINE ,
Si FII FERICITA !!!

[Arwen]

Gaseste in mutenie cuvant ,
O stea mai alba-n negrul orizont ,
Culorile mai vii din raul fond
Calcand peste pamantul fumegand .

Ridica-te deasupra tuturor
Atunci cand unii-asteapta ca sa cazi ,
Ridicã-te din flacari daca arzi ,
Ingroapa-n suflet florile ce mor .

Raceala de-i simti in jur vreodata ,
Cand singur in noapte vei fi iar ,
Priveste-n sus si fa-ti un imn ca dar
Caci viata nu-I asa de blestemata .

Raspunde cu tarie la fiori
Care te-mping cu ace reci de gheata ,
Creeaza-n gand o alta dimineata
In care poti sa speri , sa razi , sa zbori .

La batranete-n urma vei privi .
Te uita dar . Acolo e Lumina !
Lumea de afara nu-i straina
Eu sunt prin ale tale amintiri .

[Virtual_Fighter]

Mah am shi eu cateva shi Arwen zice ca sunt acceptabile deci iata-le:
The One

My soul is black as the moonless sky
So please just leave and let me die
For I have been your faithful night
In death have you returned my pride

A sun that rose and shone so bright
It vanished now out of my sight
There is no will for me to fight
And I walk further into the night

I see it now I see it through
There's no way out,nothing to do
The death has come and it's so near
So happy now aint right my dear?

There is no quiet,there's no peace
I'm going down into abyss
I'm coming down,I'm diving in
I hate the world I'm living in

A maze has formed inside my brain,
I think i live but it's in vain
And there's no light who can come in
Oh yes I'm sure I'm BLACK within.


The One

The pain of seeing you again
It wets inside just like a rain,
It pours the fire in my heart
And i can't take another shot,

And yet you walk,and you care less
Oh yes I'm sure I feel depress
The sour taste keeps holding tight
I know for me it's always night

Don't come near me,you caused me pain
I do regret seeing you again
'Cause you're the light that comes inside,
And i need darkness for my pride

You know for sure you can't go back
The past is gone and is too blackk
Your love for me was only lie,
Result:No soul,No tears,No time to cry

The story ends and is farewell
You feel so good,you feel so well
But thunder strucks out of the blue
And as you die,my dream comes true

My time has come to rise again
But in my heart is still the rain
And I come closer to you heart
Forever in the mud we'll ROT.


The Ones

The blackness that has fall apart
It's deeper now and got so far
It's in my heart it's down below
And I don't mind the blood to flow

The outer realm is nearer now
The fantasy mix up and go
I fight in black I fight in vain
And death is surely what I gain

I'm standing here,I'm all alone
'Cause loving you has made me mourn
And yet I love you like a fool
It doesn't matter for you I'm null

And I live only for the dawn
To see your face until I go
And I'm happy to go dying
Unless none of us is crying

At least i see your face no more
And this means that i have won
Alive or dead is better so
Never to see you,oh yes I go

[Virtual_Fighter]

Shi restul...

The Lake

The dark of night embraces me
I'm sure that I relive by thee
There is no moon and all is black
Your blooded name becomes a mark

The forest's frozen,still so wet
And all around us seems just dead
The lake is silent and in peace
The quiet lies in the abyss

But fog just goes around the lake
You came up here my soul to take
The wind is blowing calmly down
And goddess of the night you crown

You take me down into your reign
But all you show me is your veil
I want to see your inner face
You tell me to follow the trace

The moon appears and so the light
It's time for me to feel so might
I take you up from down the lake
There's nothing there for us to make

You walk me through out of this night
I feel so good in glimsing moonlight
The lake is calling us again to dive
But we stay here,the forest's RELIVE.


The Chosen One

You take the feeling from me away
The price of love with blood I pay
You opened up the iron gate
Don't let it close until's too late

But if you do,just don't feel blue
In me you have a friend that's true
The friendship won't be torn apart
Although your dart's stabbed in my heart

I feel your heart so close to mine
I am the water and you're the wine
I am the pepper you're the salt
And our relashionship's an art

But between us there is a rock
The thing to break it is a shock
And it must come from deep inside
You must be strong to turn this tide

The things for us remain in grey
The time that passes on thorns i lay
There is no thing for me to pray
My life is juat a game to play

And I am marching on the edge
The death for me is really badge
And I need someone to save me
I've put all of my faith in thee...
I still hope that this is thee...

The Seek

The night has come,has fallen down
I am the night,sadness my crown
And now i search my inner pair
I feel her scent in forest's air

The forest young,the trees have eyes
But can she hear the human cries?
The forest's still but she has ears
She also sees the human tears

I'm searching further in the night
But,there is nothing in my sight
And yet I'm seeking more and more
Oh,yes I found a golden door

I enter it and feel the hit
And going down into the deep...
YOU!
You are my queen your crown the pain
The goddess of an empty reign

Please follow me out of your world
And see the words that are untold
Oh queen of mine,your king is me
Let me show you the real thee

You walk away,out of the door
To see the real me not ore
you left your kingdom just for me...
I'll offer all my soul to thee

And now you've seen my innerface
And inside you there's no disgrace
For you have found your perfect match
Instead of pain the calm's attached

You also brought the calm inside
You have relived my golden pride
We stand alone no fear no pain
In dark forever we shall reign...

[Arwen]

Am cautat iubirea ca pe-o cetate sfanta,
ca pe un cer de cantec in lumea de dureri.
Am dat navala-n viata spre tot ce ochiu-ncanta.
Si-am intalnit durerea. Dar cerul nicaieri.

Am cautat iubirea ca patrie voioasã,
ca pe-un pamant edenic de pace troienit,
sa spun odata clipei: ”Ramai, esti prea frumoasa!”
Si-am strabatut pamantul, dar pace n-am gasit.

Am cautat iubirea ca pe un cer al firii.
Si-am vrut sa-i ies in cale cu ramuri de finic,
sa sorb din cupa lumii nectarul fericirii.
Si-am spart in tandari cupa, caci n-am gasit nimic.

Am cautat zadarnic. Dar intr-o primavara,
am intalnit in cale deodata un drumet.
Pe umerii sai trudnici purta o grea povara,
o sarcina de zdrente si cioburi fara pret.

Trecea pe-o cararuie intampinand batjocuri,
lasand sa-i rupa cainii din haina cate-un fald.
Urca pe colti de stanca. Si-n urma lui, pe-alocuri,
vedeai pe piatra rece sclipiri de sange cald.

Si totusi in privire avea un cer de taina
cum n-am vazut in lume in ochii nimanui.
Si-am vrut sa-i smulg povara. Dar am cazut cu spaima,
caci mult mai grea ca plumbul era povara lui.

M-am ridicat degraba si l-am ajuns din urma
sa aflu ce comoara in sarcina a strans.
Dar am simtit ca viata ca de-un prapad se curma,
cand am privit prin zdrente cutremurat de plans.

Caci se vedea-n povara un clocot ca de cloaca,
un colcait de drojdii, un spumeg de scursuri.
Tot ce-i murdar si putred in lumea asta-ntreaga
vuia strivind grumazul sarmanei lui fapturi.


-Dar unde duci, straine, povara ta ciudata,
povara de osanda sub care-atat te-apleci?
am întrebat drumetul. Si El mi-a spus in soapta:
-Spre apele uitarii, ca s-o arunc pe veci...


-Dar tu, vorbi strainul, urcand incet privirea,
dar tu pe cine cauti innourat si crunt?
-Eu...am soptit in silã, eu... cautam iubirea...
-Iubirea?... fu rãspunsul strainului. Eu sunt...

[Ondine]

Ne-acopera umbra clepsidrelor sparte.
Prin noi intunericul fumega mut.
In ochi nici o lacrima nu ne mai arde
Cu soapte de ura, cu soapte de moarte
Cladim ziduri reci din bucati de trecut

Cad masti si sub ele se clatina, hida (cu i de la inapoi)
Minciuna ce-si scuipa veninul spre noi
Si plangem, de poate si ura sa rada
Si gura-i ne roade gatlejul, flamanda,
Latram si urlam, tavaliti in noroi.

Cu colti siroind picaturi de lumina
Plecam preasatui, ghiftuiti si tarzii
Cu sufletul gol si cu patima plina
Si poate si frig si tacere sa vina
Acum, cand clepsidrele toate-s pustii.

[Tumtin]

Oh, pe mine-s zugravite
numai nimfe izmenite
care-n loc sa aiba tate
doua inimi tin, de fate,
peste pantec atarnate,
cand spasite, cand umflate.
Dau si eu sa le cuprind
cu o palma, cu un jind,
dara ma trezesc natang
cu destu-n buric, si plang.


Nichita Stanescu - Ananghie
13 septembrie 1960

[Ghost]

Nu stiu daca este permisa si critica pe acest topic si, sincer, mi-e rusine sa ma amestec, dar vreau sa spun si eu ceva despre aceste poezii.
In primul rand, cel mai mult mi-au placut poeziile lui Arwen si Nomanic si imi pare rau ca nu sunt mai multe. Iar poeziile <Randuri despre mine si "Cum as vrea sa fie" > de Arwen si <Viata omoara> de Nomanic mi se par pur si simplu superbe.
Din nefericire, eu nu am scris poezii ca sa le pot alatura aici, dar am descoperit de curand o poezie foarte frumoasa si sper sa va placa si voua.

Invata
de Kostas Varnalis

Invata de la apa sa ai statornic drum,
Invata de la flacari ca toate-s numai scrum,
Invata de la umbra sa treci si sa veghezi,
Invata de la stanca cum neclintit sa sezi,
Invata de la soare cum trebuie s-apui,
Invata de la piatra cat trebuie sa spui,
Invata de la vantul ce-adie pe poteci
cum trebuie prin lume de linistit sa treci,
Invata de la toate, caci toate-ti sunt surori,
cum treci frumos prin viata,
cum poti frumos sa mori.
Invata de la vierme ca nimeni nu-i uitat,
Invata de la nufar sa fii mereu curat,
Invata de la flacari ce-avem de ars in noi,
Invata de la ape sa nu dai inapoi,
Invata de la umbra sa fii smerit ca ea,
Invata de la stanca sa-nduri furtuna grea,
Invata de la soare ca vremea sa-ti cunosti,
Invata de la stele ca-n cer sunt multe osti,
Invata de la greier cand singur esti, sa canti,
Invata de la luna sa nu te inspaimanti,
Invata de la vulturi cand umerii ti-s grei
si du-te la furnica si vezi povara ei,
Invata de la floare sa fii gingas ca ea,
Invata de la miel sa ai blandetea sa,
Invata de la pasari sa fii mereu in zbor,
Invata de la toate, ca totu-i trecator.
Ia seama, fiu al jertfei, prin lumea-n care treci
Sa-nveti din tot ce piere, cum sa traiesti, in veci.

[Arwen]

Doua ore ma despart,
Doar doua ore,
De clipa cand
Toate casele,
Toate blocurile,
Toti oamenii,
Tot orasul
Vor cadea in infernul meu
Fara de margini.

Mai am oare timp,
Suficient timp sa privesc
Trandafirul cum isi varsa petalele
Sa-mi acopere,
Sa-mi descopere,
Sa-mi inveleasca
Zbaterea clipei din mine ?

Doar doua ore am
Sa-mi repet alungatul,
Sa-mi alung rechematul,
Sa-mi rechem repetatul,
Doar doua ore.

[Hagee]

Praf si oameni / strazi si blocuri
In mars funebru / orasul nostru
Plante moarte / galben soare
Ploaie rara / Poluare

Bolnav, stingher, murdar
Al meu, al tau, normal
Nervos, strident, infam
Banal, oras provincial

Minti pierdute / tineri fara un rost
Ape limpezi / viata nu-i un moft

[animalu]

There's a King on a throne with his eyes torn out
There's a blind old man you know nothing about
There's a King's gloved hand that now only points west
There's a shaking old knuckle that has found yet no rest
There's a King's white lock that's adorned with a crown
There's an old man's head that can only look down
There's a King's golden robe that's stopping your breath
There's an old man's weakness that is hidden beneath

There's a Queen's black mane that touches the floor
There's an old woman's witchcraft that keeps it black more
There's a Queen's silver bracelett that catches your eye
There's the work of few slaves that ask themselves "Why ?"
There's a Queen's white silk dress with laced unicorns
There's a mulberry tree losing leaves to the worms
There's a Queen's soft skin that's imbibed with parfumes
There's an old alchemist that's corroded by fumes

There's a Kingdom's ripe grain that you see on the fields
There's the Hamelin flute that the scarecrow wields
There's a Kingdom's clear water that you're mirroring in
There's an old fountain's dust on the bottom within
There's a Kingdom's blue sky that the birds praise aloud
There's the eight plague's folds that turn to a cloud
There's a Kingdom's army that walks it's broad roads
There's the silence of death that hides upcoming hordes

There's a King's wise smile that arises once more
There's a Queen's clement gesture that's seen as before
There's a Kingdom's children that learn all the lore
There's a King's shiny sword that still holds all the power
There's a Queen's loyal friend that's close in the dark hour
There's a Kingdom's children that respond to all "Our."
There's a King's lieged army marching outside the walls
There's a Queen's warm embrace over an elder's arms
There's a Kingdom's people that saw exactly what harms

[Arwen]

Uneori gandul face salturi ,
vulcanic saltimbanc prin grote reci ,
de vin scantei in piept el sapa-n veci
in stancile simtirii ample maluri .

ne poarta viata cu-ale lui puteri fatale ,
prin poezii frumoase ne scaldam usor
sau naste din iubire cosmic dor
in amintirea clipelor ce curg petale .

dar uneori mai vin din jungla firii
pantere veninoase ce ne musca vrajbe-n piept
vedem dusmanii rasarind in ochii celui drept
si cugetul se pierde negru-n tainele simtirii .

in diminetile cand respiram din soare vers ,
cand orizontul cade liniste pe suflet
am incerca ideile sa le soptim balet
in dansul cosmic ce ne-mpreuneaza-n mers .

si fericiti de-a gandurilor dulce cant
am poposi timizi in templul rugilor inalte
cerand iertare pentru cele aspre fapte
ne-am risipi aripi de inger dusi de vant !

[Capitanu Picard]

Pentru cei care considera ca soldatul roman nu merita o poezie, uite aici una...

Invierea soldatului necunoscut

Din mormant, de langa Sipot,
Unde-ostenii vesnic dorm,
Auzit-am glas de clopot,
Auzit-am glas de corn.

Ridicatu-m-am din tina
La porunca cea din veac,
Tot cu sabia in mana
Pentru neamul geto-dac.

M-au lovit din patru vanturi
Sila, ura si minciuna,
Fortele din nepamanturi
Ce urzesc dintotdeauna.

Au taiat in carne vie
Cum se taie-n lemn de trunchi
Sa ma-adoarma pe vecie,
Sa ma vada in genunchi.

Nu m-am inchinat, Stapane,
Nici la dreapta, nici la stanga
Pentru ca nu-s neam de caine
Ca sa rabd mereu osanda.

Cand era sa cad, Stapane,
Cand eram in pragul mortii,
Amintitu-mi-am ca-n mine
E porunca Ta si-a sortii:

Neamul nostru-i neam cu stare
Intre ceruri si pamanturi,
Nu pribeag, venit calare
Dinspre cele patru vanturi.

N-am furat la nimeni Tara
Si nici Cer, caci le-am avut
De la Prima Scanteioara,
De la Primul Inceput.

Cand in propria mea tara
Fost-am declarat strain
De samanta de ocara,
Rod al neamului hain,

Rasculatu-s-au deodata
Codri, ape si pamanturi,
Ploaia a-ncetat sa bata
Dinstre cele patru vanturi.

Arde Cerul si Pamantul
La porunca Ta, Stapane,
Sa purifice nesfantul
Rod deprins cu lant de caine.

Fii de zimbri si de Soare,
Pui de lei si neam de vulturi,
Adunati oastea cea mare
Dintre ceruri si pamanturi!

Vin' Stefane, vin' Stapane,
Sparge spatiul, treci prin vreme,
Caci pe gliile romane
Se latesc straine steme!

[Capitanu Picard]

....

Roata olarului
Si forma lutului,
Raspuns intrebarii,
Raspuns Inceputului.

Pamant si Cer,
Poveste straveche,
Etern mister
Fara pereche.

Gand nesfarsit,
Dureri sfarmate,
Soare-n zenit:
INIMA bate!

[PROKA]

La invitatie Domnisoarei Arwen am trecut si eu sa vad ce se-mplanta pe aceste meleaguri . Cu aceasta ocazie am si scris cateva stihuri pe care vi le dedic ....



Pentru voi, Oamenii din mine

Aluneca-mi ganduri pe-o foaie tihnita,
Din lumi netihnite si-amaruri de zile .
Aluneca-mi fapte, in ganduri si vorbe
Spre voi, Oameni buni, spre tine, iubito ...

De cand m-am nascut culori presarati
In mine . Culori de oameni ce sunteti,
O noua culoare pe lume formati
Cu dibacie de lup, dibacie de vulpe.

Ci eu sunt reflexia voastra, misei,
Reflexia ta , O ! Batrane nebun !
Batrane , ce-acum zece ani pe alei
Pictai cu ardoare pe retina mea fum !

Ci nu doar secunda trecerii tale
Schimbat-a mea viata cu urlet de tun
Bun e si vinul gustat in ajun
Gustat cu iubita privind catre zare ...