Monday, July 6, 2009

Slander

"People act on net as if what they say has no meaning. But slander is slander. It's not important if it's published on Internet or is written on a wall of a trolley's depot."
- Ruth Walden, a juridical expert in communication-

Saturday, June 27, 2009

A.C.

"If you can't risk doing something

when you have the opportunity

life isn't

worth

living."

-Agatha Christie -

Thursday, June 18, 2009

MEN

"Men- interesting creatures. When they are little boys and you ask them for a little kiss, they run away from you, but when they grow up, they would madly stay into you...."
-ME-

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

M.M.

,,No one ever told me I was pretty when I was a little girl. All girls should be told they are pretty, even if they aren't."

- Marilyn Monroe-





Thursday, June 11, 2009

Good-bye


Icy clouds are fluttering
Your look that is lying to me
You didn't say you had an adventure
With one that seemed obedient.

Flowers of contempt are appearing
In my thoughts that stealthily are coming.
They are coming and disappearing
And I forgot what you promised to me.

Petals of bad gestures,
We let them play their game.
Moments of quiet love,
They shouldn't happen anymore.

Jam of good-bye
That's all that's left.
I leave you, you're not my owner.
You cheated on me with no shame.

24of September 2003

Saturday, June 6, 2009

Lost Stranger


Like a storm that is coming and leaving,
Like a lake that in the summer is draining,
Just like the same, my dear lover
In the white night you left.
And behind you left a soul
That was struggling in tears and roar.
But I won't let knock me down
This pain so big.
I'll be like a stone that is not moving,
I'll be like a wild beast that has no fear.

12th of January 2002

ROXANA IACINTA BOGDAN

Friday, May 22, 2009

My heart and me


My heart is a leaf,
That in the autumn is gently falling down,
My word is an excuse
So I can soothe you.

My heart is a cloud
That is floating like in a dream,
My hands are wings to fly
With you in paradise.

My heart is a flower
So you can pick it up in your palm,
My eyes are the sun
That warms you with the look.

My heart is the moon
That is a queen at night,
My hair is plaited with hoarfrost
For the one that will come.

My heart is a star
That lives in the sky,
My lips are the jam.
I'm a sweet angel.

9 november 2003

ROXANA IACINTA BOGDAN