SORINA IVAN

SORINA IVAN

I FELL IN LOVE WITH MYSELF.

I fell in love with myself.

I discovered that I am cool,

that I have value

and that I am really beautiful,

same as all the people

from this wonderful worlds.

I fell in love with myself

I discovered that I am rich,

more rich than the billionaires,

because I have the unique

love of God.

I fell in love with myself

and I am happy to know

that I am so powerful.

as long I never stop

to believe in love,

to try the mysteries of every new day,

and to even cry and feel

the bitter taste of desilusion.

I am in love with myself

And I love this universe,

Because I feel the beauty of life

And the wonder of our luck

to be creations of God.

MY WONDERFUL RED SHOES

I dreamed once to have red shoes,

As the princesses.

I dreamed to dance with my prince,

As a bird.

I wanted to be a princess

In a castle,

And to have my own red shoes

As Cinderella.

But I grew up, day by day,

As an adult.

And my dream is still at

A pair of shoes.

Even if I have lots of red shoes,

As a woman,

None are like my childhood’s red shoes.

OUR DREAMS

We are same as a butterfly

who wants to fly up to the sky

but the wings are trapped in a cage

where, even dreams, nothing can change

in the cruel daily routine

which doesn't let the soul

so easy to win,

in the deepest fight of the life

between sin and all that is right.

We are same as a bird

who wants to fly freely in the world,

to sing about what was not told,

to stay on the nighest branches,

to be same as the angels.

We dream to be same as this bird,

and to live in a special world,

but one thing is no doubt,

that our wings are sometimes cut.

THE POWER OF WORDS

On the sky of every war,

Always, shines one star, or more,

With the wishes of the peace

And the light of happines.

Every word of any poem

Can bring smiles

Even in the saddest souls,

Can bring hope in darkest present.

Can be the imaginary road

Between two hearts,

Between present and future,

Between angry and laugh.

Every word is magical

And can remove tears

From the cheek of a child, or a parent,

Who dreams the freedom,

Even when the sky is in war.

Every letter of a poem

Is the key

To one beautiful life,

To one impossible dream

Which wants to become real.

Every poet is an ambassador

Who raises the flame of heaven

Even in the deepest hell.

Every writing is more powerful

Than any hardest weapon.

It can kill the hate

Even from the coldest heart.

With only one word,

The whole world can be amazing,

When we all talk about Peace.

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SORINA IVAN