If you are my friend you would always believe in what I say We would bite from the same orange even if we know That stones disappear and waters remain Even if I read Heidegger and Kierkegaard and I dislike Confucius or Laozi, Even if I value Hugo and Dostoyevsky and I am still outraged by Picasso Even if I cry without a word very softly and I want sometimes To play with you another Nine Men’s Morris with beans or lentils Until night falls upon us and you will believe me again when I’ll tell you About the black forest grown from too high dreams And about the catacombs of the warrior ants.
Right now we stay together face to face at the round table Somewhere at Stonehenge Measuring the time necessary for light to run back and forth Between me and you. We both smile the same however much it hurts Because the tears would divide us forever Like the sword separating Tristan and Isolde Same as all the others divided because they never betrayed Not even for the sake of their love.
I am from Romania, I write poems and haiku and sometimes I translate them into English. My poems and haiku were published in various e-zines or poetry journals and magazines in print in Romania or abroad. Poetry is for me like champagne poured in a mug. I discovered this site and I can say that I found many good poems here.
A bond that remain till death, Memories that remain unsaid, Partners in crime, Terrible with mind No plan for future, There is no one mature, Its makes us fight; It makes us scream But the bond between us remain clean,
A bond unbroken, A promise so strong, Tested several times, but still it exists fighting all the odds. Grew up as classmates sharing each other’s part, Laughing and giggling we spent our days together, Unnecessary fights, continuous leg pulling, arguments,
Friendship is an oasis that is bound from the north by eternity’s wrinkle-free forehead, by life’s arid desert of mishaps from the south, by liberty that is in the hands of those who give it in order to have it